Shoshen
Wizard
Shoshen
Species
Human
Appearance
Shoshen is a narrow, long-limbed man whose movements are slow until they suddenly become startlingly precise. His skin has the muted gray-brown tone of wet river clay, scattered with tiny silver freckles that catch light like fish scales. His black hair is braided close to the scalp on one side and left loose on the other, where it hangs in damp-looking ropes despite being dry. He breathes through his nose with a soft, audible hiss, a habit that becomes a rapid flutter when he is frightened or angry. The unexpected contradiction is his hands: they are broad, scarless, and work-worn, more suited to hauling nets than turning pages. He leaves people with the impression of a quiet scholar who might also be able to drag a boat ashore by himself.
“His speech is soft, breathy, and carefully paced, with sibilants that seem to linger at the edges of words. He speaks clearly in calm situations, but when rattled he begins taking shallow breaths between phrases and compresses his sentences into clipped observations.”
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Distinguishing Features
A constant soft nasal hiss that becomes a rapid flutter when he is distressed
Silver freckles across his cheeks, wrists, and collarbones that resemble reflected starlight
A translucent saltglass pendant containing a single black reed seed
One side of his hair is tightly braided while the other hangs loose in damp-looking cords
His left hand is broad and callused from years of rowing and hauling nets, unlike his delicate right hand
Voice
“A low, breathy tenor with a soft hiss on s and sh sounds. His voice seems to come from just behind the listener's shoulder. When calm, he sounds almost soothing. When frightened, each breath catches audibly before the final word of a sentence.”
Clothing
A moss-green wool coat patched with faded blue sailcloth, a high-collared linen shirt, knee-high marsh boots, fingerless gloves, and a belt carrying chalk, wax tablets, folded maps, and tiny stoppered vials of brackish water
Body Language
Shoshen keeps one thumb hooked beneath the saltglass pendant at his throat and checks its clasp whenever conversation turns personal. He stands with his weight balanced as if on a moving boat. When calm, he barely gestures. When rattled, his breathing becomes sharply audible, his shoulders rise, and his fingers tap out a three-beat rhythm against the pendant.
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