Maris Sterling-Ledger
Rogue 13, Mastermind, and Bard 4, College of Lore
Maris Sterling-Ledger
Species
Human
Appearance
Maris is a sharp-eyed human woman whose presence seems to narrow every room around her. Her face is weather-lined and marked by faint windburn scars across the cheeks and nose, while silver threads cut through her dark hair in clean streaks. She moves with the careful balance of someone accustomed to icy ledges, shifting wagons, and crowded countinghouses. Her hands are deft and square-knuckled, her gloves clicking softly with hidden brass calculation counters. The unexpected softness is in her smile, which appears rarely but transforms her severe face into something almost maternal.
“Her voice is low, deliberate, and dryly musical, with a faint Levantine cadence softened by years of mountain trade speech. She pronounces names carefully, lets silence perform part of the negotiation, and becomes almost whisper-soft when delivering a threat.”
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Distinguishing Features
Faint white windburn scars across both cheeks
A silver streak at the front of her dark hair
A heavy silver signet ring bearing an open-scale crest
Brass calculation counters hidden in both gloves
A slight limp in her left leg after an old avalanche injury
An iron-bound ledger secured with two arcane padlocks
Voice
“Low, measured, and warm beneath its severity, with the quiet rasp of someone who has spent decades speaking through snowstorms and crowded countinghouses”
Clothing
Custom-tailored charcoal-grey wool riding attire lined with heavy mountain fur, reinforced trousers, polished riding boots, a high-collared vest, thick leather gloves fitted with hidden brass counters, and a dark traveling cloak fastened by the open-scale crest of the High-Ridge Mercantile Consortium
Body Language
Maris keeps her shoulders relaxed and her chin slightly lowered, as if listening to a distant storm. She rolls one brass counter beneath her thumb when calculating risk. When angry, she removes her gloves finger by finger and places them in a perfectly aligned row. When genuinely frightened, she becomes unusually still and begins counting people in the room.
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