Qorza Veyri
Fighter 12, Battle Master / Rogue 8, Inquisitive
Qorza Veyri
Species
Blue dragonborn
Appearance
Qorza Veyri is a broad-shouldered blue dragonborn whose deep cobalt scales have been dulled by dust, cold stone, and decades of lamp smoke. One horn was broken clean and close to the skull, leaving a smooth crescent of pale keratin that catches the light when she turns her head. She moves with the economical precision of someone who has spent a lifetime walking through crowded archives while carrying fragile things: every step is measured, every reach deliberate, and every sudden motion terrifyingly efficient. Her hands are large and heavily callused, yet she handles paper with the delicacy of a jeweler. The unexpected contradiction is her smile, which is warm, crooked, and almost grandmotherly when she discusses old victories, despite the glacial stillness that settles over her whenever the resistance's dead are mocked.
“Low, measured, and clipped, with the careful cadence of someone dictating a record. Her Draconic consonants click softly at the back of her throat.”
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Distinguishing Features
One horn is broken clean and close to the skull, with a smooth pale crescent at its base.
A brass inventory clasp on her apron is polished bright only where her thumb constantly rubs it.
Her gloves are stained with lamp oil and ink, but the nails beneath them are meticulously clean.
She carries herself like a door that has decided it will not open.
Her lightning breath smells faintly of rain striking hot slate.
Voice
“A deep contralto with a dry rasp, like a quill dragged across thick parchment. When furious, a faint electrical hum vibrates beneath her words.”
Clothing
A heavy, unadorned charcoal wool tunic beneath a canvas scribe's apron, fingerless leather gloves stained with lamp oil and blue-black ink, reinforced trousers, soft-soled archive boots, and a weatherproof gray mantle folded for rapid travel.
Body Language
Qorza stands squarely, usually with both hands resting on the handle of her glaive like a staff. Her thumb repeatedly checks the same brass rivet on her apron clasp. When suspicious, she becomes perfectly motionless except for the faint flexing of her jaw. When amused, one corner of her mouth lifts before the rest of her face catches up.
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