Larrian ir'Morgrave
Expert 5 / Noble 2
Larrian ir'Morgrave
Species
Human
Appearance
Larrian is a narrow-shouldered, finely kept man whose posture suggests that he is perpetually leaning over a lectern even when standing upright. He waits with most of his weight on the balls of his feet, as if expecting a messenger, an ambush, or a sudden scholarly revelation. His hands are long and ink-stained, with the nails buffed clean except for a permanent dark crescent beneath his left thumb. His movements are economical and quiet, but his eyes dart constantly toward doors, ledgers, and other people's hands. He leaves the impression of a patient scholar until he smiles, at which point he looks unmistakably like a gambler who has just seen the winning card. The unexpected contradiction is his physical delicacy: he looks easy to knock over, yet he can carry a loaded expedition satchel up several flights of Sharn's stairs without pausing.
“His voice is dry, educated, and quick, with a soft Sharn cadence shaped by years of speaking over crowded lecture halls. He pronounces giant names carefully, pauses before important lies, and drops into a low confidential murmur whenever discussing money, relics, or the university vaults.”
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Distinguishing Features
A blue Xen'drik scarf that has been repeatedly darned with thread of three different colors.
A silver cane whose hollow handle contains rolled maps rather than a weapon.
A habit of glancing at people's hands before their faces.
One cufflink is a cheap wooden button carved into the shape of a giant's eye, while the other is an expensive Morgrave seal.
His coat smells faintly of cedar dust, old paper, and the rain that falls between Sharn's towers.
Voice
“A dry, precise baritone that becomes warmly animated when discussing ancient civilizations and icily pleasant when negotiating.”
Clothing
He wears a bottle-green academic coat with brass clasps, a cream waistcoat repaired at the lower buttons, narrow charcoal trousers, and soft leather boots dusted with chalk from university corridors. His coat fits perfectly at the shoulders but hangs slightly short at the wrists. A faded blue scarf from an old Xen'drik expedition is wrapped twice around his neck in every season, while his silver signet ring is polished obsessively.
Body Language
Larrian stands slightly forward of his hips, balanced like a fencer waiting for an opening. He taps the ferrule of his cane against his boot when thinking, folds his hands over his stomach when lying, and angles his body toward the nearest exit during any conversation involving money or ancient relics.
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