Shalahai

Snake lady warrior from the Southern Isles. Tends to eat chickens whole... and alive.

“*My clan is destroyed. Mokalaim. Human slavers. I escape one and a quarter cycle ago. They kill most of clan, take others.*”

 Fact File

Island Naga, Warrior, Gladiator

Age: 16

Birthday: Somewhere between 01-06 Arracheas, 8871 P.F.

Alignment: Neutral Good

Height: 6'2" Tall - 14' Long

Weight: 1250

Languages: Common

Current Home: ???

## Appearance

Shalahai is a well-built, four-armed woman with the upper body of an almost half-elven looking person with the lower body of a long, thick anaconda. This separation seems to be around the hips where skin blends into soft scales. There are also areas of her humanoid body that have sharper features akin to snakes. Piercing reptilian eyes sometimes shift between a softer, more pleasant gaze and that of predatory focus. When not seeking combat (which is rarely) she wears rather revealingly low-cut shirts with ripped sleeves. Very few kinds of humanoid clothing fit her well enough due to the odd proportions and four arms.

When ready for combat (which is most of the time), Shalahai wears a set of exotic plate armor that has been battered, repaired, rent asunder and repaired again. This gives it all a very dangerous and jagged look accentuated by the zig-zag of differently colored metals. Steel reinforcements and leather bindings keep it connected to her frame despite the naga's uncommon shape. She wears four scabbards on her hip area that hold scimitars and one large holder for a greatsword on her back. Set on one arm is a tower shield that could rival many human's bodies and it seems not to cause her much difficulty to wield.

With long braids tied with various things they run the gambit between whittled bones, teeth, bits of metal, charms, a rabbit foot, an orc tusk, an ion stone, strands of cloth and what might be the remnants of a hawk's talon. Her eyes are expressive and she often wears a smile. Instead of the usual makeup of teeth Shalahai has wide-set fangs that can be seen when she speaks. When she eats she unhinges her jaw to swallow food whole without chewing. Training frequently Shalahai is corded with muscle and has hands worn with usage over many years. Her scales are mottled and rather smooth after years of combat and dragging across the sand.

## Personality & Interests

*"I do four things: I fuck, I fight, I friend. I' have fought a lot recently and I have made many friends."*

### **Ideals**

Shalahai believes in the concept of transitional honor. One is honorable when they act in accordance with their purpose in life. And by doing so they transition that honor towards the power of their belief and strengthen it. This goes beyond simply protecting the weak which she does believe in as well.

She gives more credence to those who possess martial prowess and finds them more understandable. After a life full of fighting how couldn't she?

Shalahai **always** means what she says. In her culture the power of one's words are very important though action is still held to a higher degree. She has learned over time how to joke but prefers to be honest at all times.

### **Bonds**

Among her kin she calls all slaves, those trapped in the bindings of others. At all times she will attempt to free those who are bound in such a manner.

Promises are important and if one makes it they must keep it.

She believes family and individuals far more than nations or countries. Such things don't exist to her and only serve to oppress those with less power. All exists as types of power and the interplay between them.

Through her journey she has heard the stories of romantic love, something that doesn't really exist in her culture. This idea has seized her hearts and now she truly seeks love. A real, consuming love filled with passion and intimacy. Hopefully with someone who will help her make a new tribe and have children.

### **Flaws**

Shalahai's people practice the **Bloodsong**, a practice of singing when fighting as a means to hone one's focus and connect with the beast heart within. As one falls deeper within the song they find it more difficult to distinguish friend from foe, combatant from non-combatant. To a naga in the throes of Bloodsong the world is a predator being fought against. During these times survival instincts are brought to the fore and for almost ever serpentine, that is to fight to the death.

A pretty face will always get Shalahai's attention. She's an incorrigible flirt and just can't help herself.

Boats suck.

Cold is something that no naga is really used to let alone prepared for. Much like other snakes spending time in a cold environment will slow them down. Over time they begin to slow growing lethargic. Then is the quiet sleep as they eventually succumb to the chill and perish.

## Abilities & Magic

### **Magical Items**

#### *Clothes & Bags*

Cloak of Cold Resistance *[attuned]*

Comms Earring

Gloves of the Pugilist *[attuned]*

## Relationships

### **The Current Party**

**Drake**

**Erdan**

**Julian**

**Mari**

### **Ex-Party Members**

**Freedom**

**Hellan**

**Jissa**