Sivra Voden
Bard
Sivra Voden
Species
Human
Appearance
Sivra is a young human woman with a soft, open face and a posture that suggests she is perpetually halfway through a dance she forgot to finish. She stands relaxed with one hip cocked, one ankle hooked behind the other, and a teasing smile that makes even her silences feel flirtatious. Her movements are quick but oddly buoyant, like she is trying not to disturb an invisible puddle beneath her feet. Her clothes are impeccably clean and carefully pressed, yet several pieces fit slightly wrong because they were altered from garments belonging to taller relatives. The unexpected contradiction is her hands, which are broad, ink-stained, and callused like a cooper's, completely at odds with her polished appearance. Within a minute of meeting her, most people notice the faint scent of sugared anise and lamp oil that clings to her.
“Quick, musical, and lightly lilting, with rounded vowels and occasional northern consonants. She speaks as though every sentence might become part of a song, except when discussing the wagon crash, when her voice turns low and precise.”
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Distinguishing Features
Broad, ink-stained hands that contrast sharply with her polished clothing
A tiny silver bell sewn inside her collar, which occasionally rings when she laughs
A habit of balancing a copper coin across her knuckles while listening
A faint scent of sugared anise and lamp oil
A theatrical half-bow she uses even when apologizing to animals
Voice
“A clear contralto with a bright, amused edge. She can make a compliment sound conspiratorial and a threat sound like an invitation to dance.”
Clothing
A neatly pressed cream blouse with puffed sleeves, a moss-green waistcoat, a plum-colored skirt split for easy movement, polished ankle boots, and a narrow copper belt. Her left glove is finer than the right and is always immaculate, while the other is patched at the palm. A tiny silver bell is sewn inside her collar where it cannot be seen.
Body Language
Sivra leans toward people as if sharing a secret, even when discussing ordinary matters. She keeps her shoulders loose and her chin slightly raised, but her fingers tap silent rhythms against her thigh whenever she is worried. When flirting, she straightens one cuff and tilts her head. When lying, she becomes unnaturally still.
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