Sigrid Skeldren
Warlock
Sigrid Skeldren
Species
Human
Appearance
A slender, long-limbed young woman with light bronze skin and the composed stillness of someone perpetually listening for a door to open. Her many narrow black braids are tied with russet thread and sway a fraction of a second after she stops moving. Clear youthful features and watchful dark hazel eyes flecked with amber give her a cultivated, almost gentle appearance, but her gaze keeps measuring hands, exits, and windows. She stands with her chin slightly raised and one hip angled toward escape. Her fingertips are soft, clean, and unmarked, an unexpected contradiction to the rough farmsteads and famine roads she has personally visited. When calm, she breathes so quietly that people sometimes mistake her for holding her breath. When frightened, that silence breaks into three rapid, controlled breaths through her nose.
“Her voice is low, clear, and carefully paced, with the polished diction of a court education softened by years of speaking to farmers and drovers. She almost never raises it.”
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Distinguishing Features
Her gaze repeatedly shifts toward unseen doorways and other people's hands.
She unconsciously touches the wheat-sheaf amulet whenever a promise is made.
Her braids are tied with different shades of russet thread, each color representing a village where she prevented a winter shortage.
Her breathing is nearly inaudible when calm but becomes sharply measured when rattled.
She carries a leather ledger beneath one arm as naturally as another person carries a shield.
Voice
“A warm contralto with a faint rasp at the edges, as if she has spent years speaking over wind and wagon wheels. Her words remain measured in danger, but her breath gives her away before her face does.”
Clothing
A tailored russet riding coat with antique-gold piping, left open in front and made without visible buttons, over a cream high-collared linen shirt. She wears charcoal riding trousers, polished riding boots, and a fine saffron travel cloak. Every garment is clean, carefully mended, and cut with understated nobility. A plain amulet bearing a sheaf of wheat rests at her chest.
Body Language
Calm and guarded, with her weight subtly balanced for flight. She checks the clasp of her wheat-sheaf amulet whenever someone raises their voice. Her head turns before her eyes do, as though she wants to seem inattentive while missing nothing. When angered, she becomes perfectly still except for the tightening of her fingers around the edge of her ledger.
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