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A dark fantasy portrait in silver and blue light

Chapter Two

Character

A profile of the man behind the tide.

Physical appearance

Shadow and silver

He is tall and lean, carrying himself like someone used to waiting. Pale in the lantern light, he wears dark, weathered clothing trimmed with silver, and the cold of deep water seems to stay on him.

A tall pale figure in a dark coat

Mind and manner

Still dark water

Personality

Quiet and watchful. He speaks little and listens closely, and he rarely shows what he feels.

A sword and shield in candlelight

Strengths

Patience, a steady nerve and a long memory for every promise he has made.

Cracked stone in shadow

Weaknesses

He trusts the past more than the present, and carries guilt he does not put down.

A candle and inkwell

Habits and mannerisms

Small signs

  • Turns a silver ring while thinking.
  • Stands near water whenever he can.
  • Writes in the margins of every book he reads.

Likes and dislikes

What he keeps close

Likes: old maps, slow rain, the hour before dawn, and quiet company.

Dislikes: crowded halls, broken promises, and bright, cheerful light.

An antique map with a compass

Development and personal details

Character development: the story is still being written. Each session adds to how he changes, and this record will follow him.

Personal details: the last of his kind, bound to the archive beneath the waves.

Important characteristics: loyal to a few, distrustful of many, and hard to read.

Inventory

Everything he carries, and the stories each object keeps.

A silver longsword

Tidesong, a silver longsword

Light, balanced and etched with runes that glow faintly near deep water.

A brass and silver compass

Tide compass

Points not north but toward the nearest deep current.

A glowing crystal pendant

Heart of the Reef

A crystal pulled from the reef. It hums when a rune is near.

Abyssal mail. Dark chain beneath a plate of charcoal steel, trimmed in silver.

A silver ring. Turned in his fingers whenever he thinks. It is the one thing he has never sold.

A small glass vial. Seawater from the place where the Drowning began. He has never opened it.

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