Nessa Orbel
Fighter
Nessa Orbel
Species
Human
Appearance
Nessa stands fully upright, angled subtly toward any unseen exit, with her weight carried forward as if departure is a decision she has already made. Her warm olive skin is dusted with golden freckles across her nose, shoulders, and forearms. She has a soft-cheeked, almost cherubic face that clashes with the patient severity of her deep-hazel eyes, where amber flecks catch the light like tiny sparks under glass. Her jaw-length dark brown hair is cut unevenly, with one side tucked behind her ear and the other brushing her cheek. She moves with compact, economical precision, never quite relaxing her knees, and has a habit of turning her whole torso toward a sound rather than merely her head. Her teeth are unusually small and neat, but one upper canine is slightly longer than the other, giving her rare smiles an unexpectedly foxlike edge. The contradictory impression is striking: she looks soft enough to be trusted with a child, yet stands like someone who has already chosen where to put a body if the conversation goes wrong.
“Low, measured, and slightly husky, with careful enunciation. She speaks quickly only when giving directions or warning someone.”
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Distinguishing Features
Golden freckles scattered across her olive skin like flecks of brass.
Deep-hazel eyes with amber flecks and an unnervingly patient gaze.
Uneven jaw-length dark brown hair, one side tucked back and the other brushing her cheek.
A slightly elongated upper canine visible when she smiles.
She turns her torso toward sounds instead of merely turning her head.
Voice
“A low, even contralto with a dry edge. When frightened, it becomes gentler rather than louder. When angry, she drops all contractions and sounds almost formal.”
Clothing
A sleeveless chain shirt exposes her arms above the biceps. She wears dark high-waisted trousers, soft slate-colored boots, a wine-red sash, and a worn charcoal half-cloak covering both shoulders. Her small round wooden shield is painted a faded brass color at the rim, and her bow and quiver ride high across her back.
Body Language
Her shoulders remain loose, but her left foot always points toward the nearest exit. She keeps her shield close to her ribs rather than presenting it dramatically. When listening, she tilts her chin down and watches the speaker's hands. Her rare laughter is silent at first, showing the longer canine, then arrives as a startled breath.
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