Miriel Vaelith of the Quiet Tide
Cleric
Miriel Vaelith of the Quiet Tide
Species
Outsider
Appearance
Miriel is tall and almost unsettlingly still, as if gravity has forgotten how to claim her. Her body seems made from pale moonlit water held inside a human shape, with faint currents drifting under the skin when she is moved by strong feeling. Her hands are delicate and healer-soft, yet the fingertips shine like wet glass. She wears herself with priestly restraint, but one shoulder is always draped in a cracked black mantle that should belong to a mourner, not a goddess. The contradiction makes her feel like a blessing that has survived a fire.
“Soft, deliberate, and intimate without being familiar; she speaks as though every word is a clean cloth pressed to a wound.”
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Distinguishing Features
A thin silver scar circles her throat like a necklace that cannot be removed.
Her tears become clear pearls that dissolve into fresh water after falling.
Her left iris contains a faint ring of moving tide-light.
Her shadow sometimes lags behind her by a heartbeat.
She smells of rain on hot stone and old incense.
Voice
“A low, calm contralto with the sound of distant rain in it; she rarely raises her voice, but when she does it feels like a temple bell struck underwater”
Clothing
Layered robes of pearl-gray linen under a translucent mantle that beads with impossible water, paired with a black mourning sash stitched with tiny silver prayers; her clothing is immaculate except for the ash-stained hem she refuses to clean away
Body Language
Measured and protective, with a habit of tilting her head as if listening to a distant stream; she reaches for others with both hands, palms open, and stands slightly in front of people she cares about.
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