Shukach, the Misjudged Seeker

Name: Shukach (Formerly Kyr'va)
Pronunciation: Shoe - catch
Gender: Female
Type: Terrestrial Western
Species: Lesser Matrovisk-Archeus
Age: 78
Date of Birth: March 22
Personality: An intrepid, almost impulsive individual, Shukach bears a free spirit and a knack for trouble. It’s almost impossible to keep her tethered to one place for very long, as she has an insatiable desire for the new and unknown. She’s often plenty pleasant and polite to others, but can have something of a touchy temper at times. If someone isn’t overtly suspicious from the start, there’s a good chance she’ll trust them entirely. It’s not difficult to start a conversation with her, but it’s certainly a feat to end one, as she doesn’t exactly know when to stop talking most of the time. A natural optimist, Shukach can find the silver lining of most situations, but only if she's not under much strain herself. She doesn't discriminate with her friends, which can be problematic when she can't tell the good from the bad. 
Hobbies: Exploring the unexplored is always an excitement for Shukach, be it wilderness, cityscape, ruins, she doesn't care. When not out and about, she tends to busy herself with clay sculpting, as it takes her mind off things unlike anything else.
Likes: Shukach has an adoration for the Unknown, things she doesn’t understand fascinate rather than frighten her. Action, adventure, anything that really gets the heart going also appeal to her greatly. She enjoys the company of others, even if they aren’t pleasant.
Dislikes: Nothing prickles her nerves as sharply as rain, for no explicable reason. Warriors and Soldiers annoy her more than anything, as she doesn’t care for duty or honor as much as some. More than anything, however, she despises her brother, Karvyst. Given the chance, she’d happily murder him.
Fears: The Ki’sha as a whole stalk Shukach’s nightmares, giving her the shivers. Bodies of water, especially when she can’t see the bottom, have a paralyzing effect on her. Confinement, or the limitation of freedom, scares her as well.




Place of Origin: Within the Ki’sha borders of the Uoangi Desert.
Tribe: Stormcallers
Position: Diplomat
Language: Half-decent Universal, Fluent Kishin.
Home: A haphazard dwelling nestled inside a rocky sinkhole, just south of Stormcaller territory.
Parents: Cho’ska(Mother), Father unknown.
Siblings: Quavu(Sister), Karvyst(Brother).
Relatives: None she knows of.
Mate: Not yet.
Offspring: No.
History: Shukach was actually born into the Ki’sha originally, under the name of Kyr’va. Her upbringing was fairly uneventful as far as upbringings go, being raised by a Syaan mother. She never knew her father. Though she was prone to mischief, she was nowhere as mischievous as her older brother, Karvyst. Once, perhaps in her 20s, Karvyst convinced her to join him on an “outing”, in which the two of them //stole// borrowed fruit belonging to the tribe from a storehouse. Being inexperienced, she managed to get them caught quite quickly, but Karvyst was gone before the angered Luiaan could grab her. It then that she found herself accused of dozens of acts of thievery, all of which had been Karvyst’s work. His habits in skullduggery had reflected on the same methods discovered to have been used at the storehouse, but he’d not been discovered, so the blame all fell on her.

She vanished without a trace before punishment could begin against her.

Rather than endure the consequences for numerous crimes she didn’t commit, Kyr'va fled the Ki’sha under the cover of night, carrying nothing but the false label of a criminal. She lurked about in the wild for a few weeks, eventually finding her way to the Stormcallers and adopting the new name of Shukach. They took her in without question, but paranoia kept her hidden in the wilderness for a few months before she fully embraced civilization again.




Height: 33ft
Length: 71ft
Wingspan: 78ft
Scale/Fur/Feathers: Sandy beige scales.
Eyes: Vibrant purple.
Accessories: No
Armor: No
Horns/Spikes: Two eggshell horns protruding from the back of her skull, arced slightly downwards.
Overall Appearance: It sure is.




Abilities:
- Natural Toxin Immunity: Shukach has a biological resistance to just about all natural forms of poisons and venoms. If the source is organic, there’s a good chance all it will do is leave a bitter taste in her mouth. Dragon-made chemicals and toxins are not affected by this, and will still have an effect on her however.
- “Firebreath”: Though not traditional firebreath, Shukach still has a type of mouth-to-flame capability. She can secret a fluid that reacts with oxygen by combusting. It combusts after about 2-3 seconds of contact with oxygen, burning very quickly once ignited. Of course, she can’t just spit a constant stream of flame, since the fire would travel upstream and burn her. As a result, she usually just fills her mouth with it and releases it all at once. She is not safe from her own flame, so if it ignites in her mouth it will leave a nasty burn. Given her size, she can store about 10 gallons of the liquid in special glands, but it takes 3-4 hours to replenish. The fluid itself is not sticky, and bears a viscosity of something close to orange juice. When burning, it smells like burning rubber.
Strengths:
- Though not the sharpest mind, Shukach has a sharp eye, noticing much more than others may on a physical level.
- Shukach is an excellent liar, able to speak a blatant falsehood as if it were absolute fact with a straight face.
Weaknesses:
- Shukach might not be stupid, but is quite gulliable, easily falling for the simplest of tricks. If someone has ulterior motives, it’s unlikely she’ll detect them.
- Rather than assessing the situation at hand, Shukach has a habit of charging into things headfirst, usually considering danger in hindsight.
- Shukach does NOT fare well under stress, cracking or panicking into radical decisions quicker than what could be considered usual.
Fighting Style: Shukach fights with a brute-force method, albeit quite sloppy against a skilled fighter. She usually relies on surprise, disorienting opponents with a burst of flame and fleeing before they can give chase.
Magic: Nothing yet.

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