Maela Voss
Commoner
Maela Voss
Species
Human
Appearance
Maela Voss is a broad-shouldered woman with the compact strength of someone who spent decades lifting crates, bracing wagon wheels, and sleeping beneath bad weather. Her movements are economical and nearly silent, except when she deliberately makes noise to unsettle someone. Her face is weathered like old cedar, with fine lines gathered around one gray eye and one dark brown eye. Her hands are heavily callused, stained with flour, lampblack, and berry juice. She smiles easily, but the smile never quite reaches her mismatched eyes. The unexpected contradiction is her gentleness with fragile things: she handles moths, cracked cups, and frightened children with extraordinary delicacy despite looking capable of breaking a door from its hinges.
“Low, steady, and lightly rasping, with a habit of pausing before important words. Maela speaks like someone used to being heard over wagon wheels and rain.”
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Distinguishing Features
Mismatched eyes, one brown and one cloudy gray
A pale, crescent-shaped scar behind her left ear from a caravan ambush
A missing tip on her right index finger
A blue scarf that never seems to gather ash or smoke
A silver guest ledger clasp engraved with a symbol matching the buried ruin
Voice
“A warm contralto with a rough edge, like honey poured over cracked pottery”
Clothing
A soot-dark linen shirt, a russet wool vest, a long green-brown apron, reinforced boots, and a faded blue scarf once belonging to her missing caravan partner. Beneath the apron she wears a battered leather harness fitted with small utility knives and a concealed key ring.
Body Language
Maela stands with her back near a wall and keeps one hand within reach of a heavy iron tapper. When relaxed, she leans forward with open palms and studies people through her mismatched eyes. When frightened, she becomes perfectly still, as if listening to something beneath the floor.
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