Soren Birch-Warrant
Bard (College of Lore) 6 / Rogue 2
Soren Birch-Warrant
Species
Forest Gnome
Appearance
Soren Birch-Warrant is a small, soft-spoken forest gnome whose stillness feels deliberate rather than frail. His face is narrow and thoughtful, with calm hazel eyes that seem to measure every doorway, witness, and possible loophole in the room. Neatly trimmed dark hair is threaded with grey and kept close to the scalp, while his beard is shaved except for a precise little point beneath his chin. Permanent black and blue ink stains ladder his fingers, cuticles, and the creases of his palms. He moves with quiet, economical steps, never quite turning his back on a document or an exit. At first glance he appears mild and scholarly, almost too gentle for frontier politics. The contradiction becomes clear when he smiles: his expression is warm, but his eyes go cold and exact, like a magistrate deciding where to place the final knife-cut in a map.
“Soft, measured, and precise, with a faint woodland lilt. Soren pauses before important nouns, as if checking their legal definition.”
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Distinguishing Features
Permanent ink stains on both hands, including a dark crescent beneath his left thumbnail.
A tiny notch in the tip of his right ear from the night his grove was evacuated.
A silver tooth engraved with a miniature oak-leaf seal.
His shadow sometimes lags half a second behind his movements when he is near old boundary stones.
He carries himself like a clerk, but his eyes constantly track exits, weapons, and concealed observers.
Voice
“A low, dry, melodious voice that carries farther than expected. In courtrooms he sounds almost soothing. In the forest, his voice becomes intimate and conspiratorial, as though speaking directly into the listener's thoughts.”
Clothing
A simple unadorned scribe's coat of durable grey wool, tailored close to the body and lined with deep reinforced inner pockets. The coat contains classified legal documents, official wax seals, blank provisional charter templates, folded maps, and several emergency disguises. His boots are soft-soled and muddy at the edges, while a faded green thread around one cuff marks him as League-affiliated.
Body Language
Soren keeps one hand near an inner coat pocket and the other open, palm upward, as though perpetually offering a compromise. When lying, he becomes unusually motionless. When genuinely frightened, he begins smoothing invisible creases from his sleeves.
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