Sivri Sott
Rogue 7, Inquisitive
Sivri Sott
Species
Cinderclaw, Hoard-Warden
Appearance
A small rust-scaled cinderclaw with a narrow muzzle, lacquer-dark claws, and a habit of standing perfectly still while everyone else shifts around him. His scales carry the dry, granular texture of kiln-fired clay, with pale copper flecks gathering along his brow and knuckles. He moves in quick, economical starts, then freezes as though someone has closed a ledger inside him. His spectacles are brass-framed and perpetually warm from the tiny ember set in their bridge. Unexpectedly, despite his severe clerical bearing, he has a soft, almost maternal way of adjusting a crooked collar or brushing dust from another person's sleeve. Within a minute of meeting him, most people notice his breathing first: shallow clicks through his teeth that become a faint whistling hiss whenever he suspects a lie.
“Precise, quiet, and densely observant. His words arrive in clipped, orderly phrases, accompanied by a faint whistle through his teeth.”
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Distinguishing Features
Brass-framed spectacles with a tiny ember glowing in the bridge.
A lockbound ledger plated in blackened copper, secured by three independent mechanisms.
A soft whistle in his breathing that turns into a dry hiss when he detects deceit.
Copper-flecked scales on his brow that shimmer when exposed to furnace light.
His eyes habitually track hands, pockets, seals, and doorways before faces.
Voice
“A dry, papery tenor with a soft sibilant whistle beneath it, like air escaping a cracked furnace valve”
Clothing
Silk-embroidered clerical robes in soot red and old ivory, reinforced beneath the sleeves with flexible brass scales. His collar bears the sigil of the High Chancellery, while his belt carries seal wax, ink vials, thread, a ring of tiny keys, and a lockbound ledger covered in blackened copper plates.
Body Language
He keeps his elbows tucked close and angles his spectacles toward hands rather than faces. His tail makes tiny counting motions against the floor. When angered, his breathing stops for three silent heartbeats, then resumes as a thin, audible hiss.
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