Sheshan Vezhir
Wizard, Order of Scribes
Sheshan Vezhir
Species
Eladrin
Appearance
Sheshan is a slender, long-limbed eladrin man whose age shows in the careful economy of his movements rather than in frailty. His skin has the muted bronze tone of old parchment warmed by lamplight, with fine lines gathered around his mouth as though he has spent a lifetime withholding remarks. His white hair falls in a thick, shoulder-length braid threaded with tiny copper disks, each disk stamped with the name of a dead monarch. He walks with a polished cane, but rarely needs its support. Within a minute of meeting him, most people notice his breathing: a soft, measured whistle on the inhale, almost like wind passing through a keyhole. When rattled, the whistle vanishes and his breath becomes completely silent, which is far more alarming than a raised voice. The contradictory impression he leaves is that of a delicate old scholar who occupies a room like a sentry on a wall.
“His voice is low, breathy, and precise, with soft sibilants that make ordinary words sound confidential. He speaks in a courtly cadence but occasionally lets a rough provincial vowel slip through when angry.”
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Distinguishing Features
A soft whistling inhale that disappears completely when he is frightened or furious
A braid of white hair threaded with copper disks stamped with the names of dead monarchs
A habit of rotating the brass pommel of his cane exactly one quarter turn
His left hand is covered in tiny ink stains that never fully wash away, including a dark mark shaped like a crescent near the thumb
He remembers the names of obscure servants, stable hands, and executed prisoners more readily than the names of celebrated nobles
Voice
“A low, breathy elder voice with careful sibilants, soft Persian-like warmth, and a faint Slavic cadence. He sounds almost gentle when delivering terrible news. When enraged, the breathiness disappears and his voice becomes thin, dry, and sharp enough to make a room fall silent.”
Clothing
A layered charcoal robe beneath a sleeveless wine-red scholar's coat, both patched with nearly invisible repairs. A broad sash of faded blue silk holds scroll tubes, chalk, lock picks, and a dozen small wax tablets. His boots are soft-soled and practical. Over everything he wears a weather-stained gray mantle lined with fragments of old imperial banners.
Body Language
He sits very straight, with both hands resting over the head of his cane. His fingers constantly rotate the cane's brass pommel by a quarter turn, then return it to its original position. He rarely points, preferring to tilt his chin toward the person or object under discussion. When angry, his shoulders relax rather than tense, and his stillness becomes predatory.
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