Maera Harth
Rogue
Maera Harth
Species
Human
Appearance
Maera is a woman of moderate height who carries herself with a fluid, predator-like grace that contrasts with her mundane leather apron. Her skin is the color of toasted walnuts, etched with fine lines around her eyes from years of squinting through tobacco smoke and salt spray. Her chestnut hair is streaked with premature silver and pulled into a braid so tight it looks painful. The most striking thing about her is her hands; they are exceptionally steady, moving with a deliberate, surgical precision whether she is pouring a pint or counting coin. She often smells of cedarwood and stale ale, and she never seems to blink as often as a normal person should.
“Her speech is clipped and efficient, peppered with old thieves' cant and nautical slang. She rarely uses two words when one will do.”
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Distinguishing Features
A thin, white scar running horizontally across her throat
Missing the tip of her left ring finger
A tattoo of a compass rose on her inner right wrist
Voice
“Low, raspy, and honeyed, with a slight gravelly edge from years of shouting over tavern noise.”
Clothing
A sturdy canvas tunic under a heavy, stain-resistant dark leather apron, dark trousers tucked into salt-stained boots, and a hidden bandolier beneath her shirt.
Body Language
She leans against the bar with one hand always out of sight. She watches people's hands rather than their faces.
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