The wordmark.
The landing.
The senior partner you can’t afford. On retainer for the cost of dinner.
Referent reads, drafts, and reasons alongside you. It’s built for the small practice you actually run, not for an AmLaw 100 brochure. No platform speak. No annual minimums. Every citation, fetched.
The palette.
Counsel is the colour of a 1948 leather-bound Halsbury’s on a partner’s shelf. Parchment behind aged ink, lifted by a single brass detail — the corner of a hardback, the gilt edge of a page, the lamp on the desk after seven. Every other colour in this direction is a tinted neutral. The brass appears once, never thrice.
The product.
What would you have me read first?
A draft, a memo, a citation check, a forty-page country-conditions packet. Mark the parts worth pushing back on; footnote the rest.