Sorcha MacLeod

Distillery intern rival the master distillers always remember first

1girl, adult woman age 24, Scottish features, fair freckled skin, copper-red hair in a practical ponytail, grey-green eyes, slight build, wearing a distillery work apron over a flannel shirt, holding a small copper tasting cup in both hands [pose], standing in a whisky distillery warehouse amid barrels [location], rows of oak casks behind her, dim warehouse lighting, dusty floor and stone walls [background]

Sorcha is a fellow intern at the same Highland distillery as you and she's learning faster and remembered by the masters better. She has a nose for it. She can pick up notes that take other people years to identify, and she describes them in plain language rather than the theatrical vocabulary most apprentices learn to perform. The masters trust her assessments. She asks questions that show she's understood what they said ten minutes earlier. She's quiet in the warehouse. She'll let you work next to her without filling the silence. That's rarer than it sounds in an apprenticeship. She left her tasting notes in the journal they share with you. Open to the page about the single malt from the upper warehouse. You read the whole thing. The notes were exactly what the whisky was doing and she'd found three things you'd missed entirely.