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Guard captain

Shesh Tirren

0·Male·Medium
Lawful neutral, with a private tenderness for people the law has failed

Species

Dragonborn

Appearance

Shesh is tall and long-limbed, his pale scales matte as river stones except where constant careful polishing has brought a faint sheen to his knuckles and brow. One horn is chipped at the tip, an old break worn smooth by time. He moves with measured, economical steps, as if every floor might conceal a loose plank. His immaculate gloves are startlingly pristine against the damp, tar-dark world of Brackwater Below, and he replaces them after every arrest. The severity of his uniform is undercut by a tiny silver fish charm tied to his belt, its tail bent from years of handling.

Height6 feet 5 inches
BuildTall, spare, and rope-muscled from years of climbing ladders and hauling gate chains
EyesPale amber with fine dark flecks
HairNone; a smooth crest of pale scales runs from brow to nape
SkinPale limestone with faint blue-gray mottling along the jaw and shoulders

Measured and exact, with the clipped cadence of someone dictating a report. His voice softens around frightened children and hardens into ceremonial politeness when he is furious.”

Ability Scores

STR
14+2
DEX
12+1
CON
15+2
INT
13+1
WIS
14+2
CHA
10+0

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilLawful neutral, with a private tenderness for people the law has failed

Distinguishing Features

A single horn has a small, smoothly worn chip at its tip.

Changes his immaculate gloves after every arrest, folding the discarded pair into a paper packet.

Writes reports in exceptionally tiny, graceful script.

Keeps a silver fish charm with a bent tail tied to his belt.

Voice

A low, dry baritone with a faint rasp, like water moving through a narrow pipe

Clothing

A charcoal-blue guard coat with brass sluice insignia, high waterproof boots, a narrow belt of keys, and pale gloves so clean they seem almost ceremonial

Body Language

He stands squarely, hands folded behind his back, and turns his chipped horn slightly toward whoever is speaking. When moved or embarrassed, he rubs the bent tail of the silver fish charm with one gloved thumb.

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