Sahran Veshti
Fighter
Sahran Veshti
Species
Human
Appearance
Sahran is a broad-shouldered human infantryman with the compact, weather-hardened build of someone who has carried supplies farther than he has marched in formation. His long blue gambeson hangs almost to his knees, quilted in narrow vertical channels that make him look taller and more solemn than he is. Over it rests a fitted leather cuirass, darkened by oil and rain, with small brass discs sewn along the ribs. He wears a low iron chapel-de-fer helmet with a forward-sloping brim, while a separate teardrop-shaped iron helm hangs from his pack as a spare, giving him the odd appearance of carrying a second head. He moves with a slight favoring of his right heel, not from injury but from the habit of testing ground before trusting it. In conversation his eyes rarely settle on faces. They travel to doors, branches, hands, rooflines, and the gaps between people. The unexpected softness of his appearance is striking: he has a small, carefully trimmed moustache and an almost courtly way of lifting his chin, despite smelling of pine pitch, wet wool, and spear oil.
“Measured and low, with clipped sentences that sound like field instructions. His voice softens around children and becomes ceremonially courteous when he is angry.”
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Distinguishing Features
A blue gambeson with silver stitching that has been repaired with thread of three different shades.
A teardrop-shaped spare helm hanging from his pack beside a bundle of cooking spoons.
A habit of looking at exits and overhead branches before looking at a person's face.
A narrow brass ring worn on a cord beneath his collar, engraved with the name of a dead supply clerk.
His right boot has a reinforced heel that clicks softly on stone.
Voice
“A quiet baritone with a dry rasp, like a boot scraping grit from a wooden step. He rarely raises his volume, making his anger more noticeable when his words become softer.”
Clothing
A long indigo-blue gambeson with faded silver stitching at the cuffs, a dark leather cuirass, woolen trousers, wrapped greaves, mud-stained leather boots, a linen scarf, and a weatherproof green cloak patched with scraps from old military banners.
Body Language
Sahran stands nearly motionless when assessing danger, with his spear held upright like a walking staff. When relaxed, he rocks subtly from heel to toe and keeps one hand touching a strap, buckle, or weapon haft. He turns his whole torso toward sudden sounds instead of merely turning his head.
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