Rizmau Otarai
Cult Leader
Rizmau Otarai
Species
Yuan-ti Pureblood
Appearance
Rizma is a narrow, elderly man with a careful, almost weightless way of moving. His face is deeply lined around the mouth but strangely smooth across the brow, as if his skin has been repeatedly stretched and repaired. He smiles often, yet the smile never reaches his pale amber eyes. His fingers are long and dry, with blunt nails that click softly against wood, stone, and porcelain. When startled, he does not flinch. His head simply tilts and his pupils narrow into black vertical slits. He smells faintly of beeswax, wet clay, and crushed fennel. The unexpected contradiction is his hands: despite his age and ascetic appearance, they are broad, callused, and scarred like those of a dockworker or mason.
“His voice is low, papery, and patient, with a faint wet hiss on sibilant words. He pauses before names as if tasting them.”
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Distinguishing Features
Pale amber eyes with subtly vertical pupils
A thin scar circling the base of his neck, usually hidden beneath his collar
A silver tooth on the upper left side of his mouth
A faint pattern of greenish scales behind both ears
His shadow sometimes appears to have a longer neck than his body
Voice
“A dry, intimate murmur that makes ordinary reassurance sound like a private confession”
Clothing
A faded brown priest's robe patched with careful geometric stitching, a salt-stained gray mantle, soft leather shoes, and a heavy iron holy symbol worn on a cord. The inside of his sleeves are lined with tiny loops for vials, needles, and folded strips of shed skin.
Body Language
Rizma keeps his shoulders bowed and his hands folded like a harmless old priest. When lying, he becomes perfectly still except for the slow rhythmic flexing of his left thumb. When angered, he leans toward people instead of away from them, bringing his face uncomfortably close.
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