Shesha Pelys
Bard, College of Lore
Shesha Pelys
Species
Human
Appearance
Shesha is a sunlit, broad-shouldered woman with a springy stride and the easy balance of someone accustomed to performing on uneven tavern tables. Her face is lively rather than conventionally delicate, with a strong jaw, a small cleft in her chin, and prominent upper canines that show whenever she laughs. Her smile is warm, but the teeth give it a foxlike edge. She has close-cropped curls at the sides of her head and a thick cloud of copper-brown hair swept upward in a careless crest, threaded with pale ribbons. She moves with exuberant precision, hands always conducting some unheard rhythm. The unexpected contradiction is that her bright, festive presence is accompanied by an almost scholarly stillness whenever someone mentions the dead. In those moments, her whole body becomes quiet, as though even her bones are listening.
“Her voice is bright, breathy, and rhythmically precise, with soft sibilants and occasional Persian and Welsh inflections. She can make a mundane sentence sound like the beginning of a song.”
Ability Scores
Alignment
Distinguishing Features
Prominent upper canines that show during laughter, giving her smile a foxlike sharpness
A turquoise string of prayer beads with one bead replaced by a painted wooden button
A cream silk scarf worn around her left wrist, polished thin at the exact place her thumb rubs it
A habit of carrying a tiny folding music stand even when she has no instrument in hand
A faint smell of citrus peel, lamp oil, and dyed wool clinging to her clothing
Voice
“A warm contralto with a silvery upper register, capable of shifting from intimate whisper to carrying performance without seeming to raise volume. Her consonants are crisp, her vowels rounded, and her laughter is impossible to mistake.”
Clothing
A cream linen blouse beneath a coral waistcoat, a turquoise sash, loose apricot trousers, and soft yellow leather boots. Her clothing is practical but carefully mended, with tiny embroidered musical notes hidden along the cuffs. She wears a bright silk scarf tied around her left wrist, its center section polished and thinning from years of nervous rubbing.
Body Language
She leans toward people when listening, taps two fingers against her thumb in steady meter, and punctuates important statements with small conductor-like sweeps. When angry, she smiles brightly and folds her hands over the turquoise prayer beads at her wrist. When ashamed, she becomes perfectly motionless except for the slow rubbing of one ribbon worn smooth at the edge.
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