Mirel Voss
Rogue
Mirel Voss
Species
Human
Appearance
Mirel is a lean, quick-moving human with the restless poise of someone who is always half a step from vanishing into an alley or a bargain. Their skin is sun-warmed and lightly freckled, their dark hair cut to jaw length and constantly pinned back with carved bone needles. One eye is a clear hazel and the other is a pale gray from an old injury, giving their gaze an unsettling, asymmetrical sharpness. They dress like a respectable merchant from the waist up in embroidered silk vests and immaculate cuffs, but their boots are scuffed, knife-slashed, and built for running roofs. A faint scent of cedar oil, spiced tea, and hot metal clings to them. Their left hand is always wrapped in a strip of blue silk despite being fully functional, which makes the gesture look ceremonial and slightly suspicious at the same time.
“Soft-spoken and precise, with the cadence of someone pricing every word. They use dry humor, short proverbs, and occasional trade jargon, especially when trying to test whether someone is listening too closely.”
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Distinguishing Features
A pale scar crossing the left eye and cheek
Blue silk wrap on the left hand
Tiny brass key tattoo behind the right ear
Two silver thimbles worn as earrings
A hidden pocket sewn into every cuff
Voice
“Measured, quiet, and strangely intimate, as if every conversation is a private negotiation even in a crowd.”
Clothing
Layered merchant robes over concealed leather harness, a silk sash with hidden pockets, polished rings that double as tiny tools, and soft boots made for silent footwork
Body Language
Still at first glance, then suddenly efficient, with narrow hand movements and a habit of angling one shoulder toward exits. When amused, they tilt their chin and tap two fingers against their wrist as if timing a joke.
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