Marrek Voss

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MV
10
LVL

Warlock

Marrek Voss

Level 10·Male·Medium
Neutral

Species

Human

Appearance

Marrek Voss is a weathered human sailor with salt-burned skin and the look of a man who has spent too long listening to the sea answer back. His black hair is cut short in ragged waves, but one white streak runs from temple to ear like foam on black water. His face is lean and scarred, with a crooked nose, a mouth that rarely fully smiles, and a few fine silver lines at the corners of his eyes that glimmer when moonlight hits them. He moves with the easy roll of a deckhand and the predatory stillness of something that learned patience below the waves. The odd contradiction is his immaculate left glove, embroidered in gold thread and always dry no matter how soaked the rest of him becomes.

Height6 ft 1 in
BuildLean and rope-hard, with a sailor's wiry strength rather than brute muscle
EyesGray-green with pinpricks of gold near the pupils
HairBlack with a white streak at the right temple
SkinWeathered tan with salt-white scars across the forearms

Low and roughened by sea air, with a clipped cadence that turns almost ceremonial when he speaks of the deep. He rarely raises his voice, but when he does it carries like a bell over water.”

Ability Scores

STR
10+0
DEX
14+2
CON
16+3
INT
12+1
WIS
13+1
CHA
20+5

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilNeutral

Distinguishing Features

A pale spiral brand on his left palm that feels cold even in firelight

A black pearl set behind his right ear as if pinned there by invisible force

Salt never fully dries from the cuffs of his sleeves

His shadow sometimes moves a heartbeat late when moonlight is strong

A gold-threaded glove on his left hand that he never removes in public

Voice

A gravelly baritone with a wet-seal edge to it, as if every sentence passed through surf before reaching the listener.

Clothing

A dark oilskin coat lined with faded blue silk, sea-stitched boots, salt-stiff trousers, and a brass-buttoned vest over layered talismans of shell, bone, and knotted cord. His coat is patched with different fabrics from many ships, but the hem is always trimmed with a strip of pristine white linen that never seems to stain.

Body Language

He stands slightly angled, as though always braced for a swell. His fingers rest on his cuff, his belt, or the hilt of his dirk, and when he is lying his jaw tightens before he speaks. When angry, he becomes unnervingly calm and stops blinking.

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