A man who looks like someone who has spent his life inside dim, fragrant rooms. He moves with careful economy like a chess player avoiding unnecessary squares. His skin is lightly stained with pale green flecks around his fingertips and fingernails from years of handling pigments and herbs. He favors layered vests with many hidden pockets and a leather apron patched in hundreds of places. He wears a monocle on a chain that doubles as a magnifier. Unexpectedly, his left cheek bears a neat childlike tattoo of a small star and a pot of steaming herb, a sentimental mark from his late apprentice.