Tanja Korpela
Ranger, Hunter
Tanja Korpela
Species
Human
Appearance
Tanja is about 5 feet 6 inches tall, with a full, soft figure shaped by hearty meals, lifting baskets, hauling cider barrels, and years of hard work among the apple trees. Her red-brown hair falls in untidy waves from beneath a faded green kerchief, catching copper in the sun. She has a round, freckled face, a small mouth that is often slightly parted as if she is about to object, and sun-kissed skin that stays pink across her cheeks even in cold weather. Her generous chest and wide hips strain the practical lines of her work clothes, while her thick thighs give her a grounded, powerful stance. The unexpected thing about her is how quietly she moves. For someone built like a sturdy farm gate, she crosses a room with the careful silence of a fox, placing each foot as though avoiding sleeping roots beneath the soil. Her eyes rarely settle on people's faces. They travel instead to hands, doorways, windows, belts, and anything that could be used as a weapon.
“A low, warm rural voice with a slight northern cadence. Tanja speaks plainly, rarely wastes a word, and becomes more polite when angry.”
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Distinguishing Features
A green kerchief always tied slightly crooked, with one corner repaired using bright yellow thread.
A faint line of white freckles across the backs of both hands from years of sun and sap.
She smells of crushed apple leaves, rainwater, wool, and woodsmoke.
Her quiet, deliberate gait seems completely at odds with her substantial, work-hardened figure.
She keeps her eyes on hands and exits more often than faces.
Voice
“Low, warm, and slightly husky, with the steady rhythm of someone accustomed to speaking over rain, wind, and wagon wheels.”
Clothing
A faded green kerchief, cream linen blouse, brown wool vest, dark work skirt divided for riding, thick stockings, mud-caked boots, and a weatherproof russet cloak. Her belt carries pruning shears, a small whetstone, two handaxes, and a pouch of dried apple rings.
Body Language
Tanja stands with her weight slightly forward, as if prepared to step between danger and someone smaller. Her thumb rubs over the first knuckle of her left hand before she answers a difficult question. When listening, she watches the speaker's hands and subtly angles her body toward the nearest exit.
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