A weathered man who moves like a shadow and an ornament maker at once. His head is shaved in the patchwork pattern of his temple's rites leaving an uneven crown of stubble, and a narrow pale scar runs from the left temple to the jawline like a careful stitch. His skin is smudged here and there with the residue of stone dust and lacquer from his secondary trade. He favors short, deliberate steps and when he walks across a room people notice not the motion but the silence it leaves behind. Unexpectedly he carries a faded child's ribbon tied to his left wrist, bright cerulean against dirt and brown robes, and he smooths it with his thumb when nervous. When he fights his movements become crisp and economical, as if carving space with invisible blades.