Ojo Adeyemi
Warden-Healer
Ojo Adeyemi
Species
Human
Appearance
Ojo is a lean, long-limbed human man whose movements are quiet until they suddenly are not. His shoulders slope like a tired heron, but his hands are quick, precise, and almost unnervingly gentle. His face is narrow, with a flattened bridge to his nose, a small scar splitting his left eyebrow, and tiny white salt crystals often clinging to the creases beside his mouth. His skin has the warm brown tone of polished mahogany, weathered at the knuckles and throat by years of travel. He leaves an impression of frailty at first glance, yet when angered he becomes startlingly still, as if the room has begun moving around him. The contradictory detail is his smile, which is broad, boyish, and sincere even when he is standing beside a corpse.
“Low, measured, and lightly musical. He places unexpected emphasis on the second-to-last word of a sentence, giving ordinary observations the feeling of warnings.”
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Distinguishing Features
A thin bronze bell is sewn inside his coat and never rings, even when shaken.
His left eyebrow is split by a pale scar shaped like a fishhook.
Salt crystals frequently gather at the corners of his mouth after he uses Grave-Salt Sense.
He wears his sister's red thread bracelet around his knife wrist.
His shadow appears a fraction of a second late when he stands near running water.
Voice
“A warm baritone with a dry rasp, as though he has spent years speaking over rain. He lowers his voice when telling the truth and raises it only when trying to make a lie sound harmless.”
Clothing
A faded indigo coat patched with red thread, a sleeveless linen shirt, cropped travel trousers, soft leather sandals, and a broad sash containing herb packets, salt pouches, and clay vials. A small bronze bell hangs beneath his shirt where it cannot be heard.
Body Language
Ojo keeps his elbows close to his ribs and rests two fingers against his left wrist when thinking. He leans toward liars as though trying to hear a distant song. When someone mentions his sister, his smile remains in place while his fingers begin counting silently.
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