Atlas Reed

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Unarmored Surveyor

Atlas Reed

0·Male·Medium
Neutral Good, with increasingly desperate and reckless tendencies

Species

Human

Appearance

Atlas is a narrow-shouldered human with the weathered look of someone who has slept more often beneath bridges and survey tents than under a proper roof. His movements are precise but oddly delayed, as if he first measures the space his body will occupy and only then steps into it. Fine gray dust clings permanently to his knuckles, eyelashes, and the creases beside his mouth. A burn scar runs from his left ear to his collarbone in branching lines that resemble a tiny river system. He wears a calm, professional expression while working, yet his hands tremble whenever anyone mentions Ravenbrook. The unexpected contradiction is his almost delicate appearance paired with an unsettling habit of standing perfectly still during magical disturbances, watching the danger with the patient focus of a man admiring a sunset.

Height5 feet 9 inches
BuildLean, underfed, and wiry, with the compact endurance of a long-distance walker
EyesStorm-gray with thin violet rings that become visible near active magic
HairAsh brown, sun-bleached at the tips and cut unevenly with a survey knife
SkinWeathered olive-brown, marked by windburn, old scratches, and a faint violet sheen around the leyline scar

Quiet, exact, and lightly rasping. Atlas speaks as though every sentence is being copied into a report, but emotion occasionally breaks through in sudden blunt phrases.”

Ability Scores

STR
8-1
DEX
12+1
CON
10+0
INT
15+2
WIS
13+1
CHA
10+0

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilNeutral Good, with increasingly desperate and reckless tendencies

Distinguishing Features

A branching leyline burn scar from the left ear to the collarbone

A brass compass whose needle points toward the Ravenbrook rift instead of north

Fingertips permanently stained with blue survey chalk

A missing front tooth replaced with a polished sliver of black glass

His shadow sometimes angles toward the rift even when the light comes from elsewhere

Voice

A low, dry voice with a faint regional lilt, usually calm enough to sound reassuring until the listener notices that Atlas is speaking faster and faster.

Clothing

A patched charcoal survey coat with dozens of inner pockets, a rain-darkened green scarf, reinforced traveling boots, fingerless gloves, and a leather harness holding rulers, chalk tubes, folding lenses, and brass instruments. His coat is lined with scraps of old maps instead of cloth.

Body Language

Atlas leans toward maps and away from people. When lying, he presses his thumb against the edge of his brass compass. When the rift pulses, he becomes unnaturally still, with his chin raised and his eyes tracking invisible lines across the air.

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