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Veyrsk Jorund

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Commoner merchant and political broker

Veyrsk Jorund

0·Nonbinary·Medium
Lawful Neutral

Species

Human

Appearance

Veyrsk is a broad-shouldered, meticulously groomed merchant with weathered bronze skin, a narrow face, and a smile that arrives half a second before their eyes acknowledge anyone. Their hands are soft from wealth but scarred across the knuckles from an old dockside beating. They move with the slow certainty of someone who expects rooms to make way for them, yet their head constantly tilts toward distant sounds like a sailor listening for a reef. Their polished presence is undercut by one unexpected detail: a tiny colony of pale barnacles has grown along the edge of their left ear, and Veyrsk refuses to remove them because they appeared on the night the stormward failed.

Height5 feet 8 inches
BuildHeavyset and powerful through the chest, with the compact balance of a former dockworker
EyesDark hazel with bright green flecks that catch lamplight like shallow seawater
HairIron-black hair combed back with a streak of white over the right temple
SkinWeathered bronze with a fine grain of permanent salt pale around the temples

Measured, polished, and intimate, with the cadence of a person turning a contract into a confession. Veyrsk rarely raises their voice.”

Ability Scores

STR
10+0
DEX
10+0
CON
10+0
INT
10+0
WIS
10+0
CHA
10+0

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilLawful Neutral

Distinguishing Features

Pale barnacles along the left ear that appeared after the stormward's failure

A missing tip of the right little finger, lost in a counting-house door during a labor dispute

A silver clasp shaped like a four-bladed weathervane

A faint smell of clove oil, brine, and old paper

A smile that never quite reaches the left eye

Voice

Low and dry, with a faint rasp like rope dragged across wet wood. Their laugh is surprisingly bright and youthful, while their private voice becomes almost toneless when discussing the dead.

Clothing

A deep green wool coat lined with red sailcloth, a cream waistcoat fastened with salvaged brass buttons, waterproof boots, a silver stormglass clasp, and gloves scented faintly with clove oil. Their cuffs are always clean, even after walking through mud.

Body Language

Veyrsk keeps one hand resting over the silver clasp at their throat and uses the other to count invisible figures against their palm. They lean toward allies and away from anyone who asks a direct moral question. When lying, they become perfectly still.

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