Risah Shikhu
Miqo'te - Mateus
Name: Risah Shikhu
Race: Miqo'te
Age: Twenty-Four
Alias: Coeurl
Family: Undisclosed (Mother, Father, Twin Sisters - All Deceased)
At a Glance
• Multiple scars over her face
• Scar running from the bottom of her neck to her belly button in a straight line
• Pink eyes and near identically colored hair
• Tiger stripe tattoos on her sides/hips to match facial tattoos
Skills and Talents
• Treasure Hunting
• Tracking Individuals
• Cipher Cracking
• Baking/Cooking
< Returning soon to a Mateus near you! <3 >
Risah Shihku is a Miqo'te well known for her love of whiskey and 'reading' people. Though she has since made strides to be less mischievous and aloof, she certainly still has her moments of shenanigans and brash behavior. She is quite crude and has never given much thought to couth behavior. She can often be found with her boots on the table at the Quicksand or riling up a newfound compatriot for a friendly spar. It is somewhat difficult to get Risah alone for a tête-à-tête. She seems to have a figurative ghost of her past that she can be heard murmuring about. It has bred paranoia that has bled through to distrust of new faces. All the same, she does her best to stay friendly to familiar and unfamiliar folk alike. She can be foolishly fearless in the manner of being reckless and not thinking of consequences. At the end of the day, she has good intentions and wishes to have a peaceful present and future. She is loyal to her friends and those she considers family. She does value her tough appearance, a bit ashamed to admit for her love of baking or her dream to open her own bakery.
At a glance, Risah has a large number of small scars over her face. The most noticeable one is over the bridge of her nose. The rest of her body is naturally just as littered with them. She has tattoos upon her cheeks and sides reminiscent of stripes. She is quick to flinch when someone puts their hand abruptly on her shoulder and jolts at loud noises. Her tail is inconveniently long and fluffy. It can easily get caught in branches or house random objects without her even realizing.
"Yes... I assure you, they're natural," the Miqo'te responded flatly. "Both my eyes and my hair are naturally pink. Haven't you a more creative inquiry for me?" She swore she heard a sigh of relief as context kicked in from a random passerby. Risah folded her arms and lifted her right eyebrow in a vaguely unimpressed manner. "What? A job? Well, why didn't you say so?" Her bored expression quickly transformed to a nearly distant smirk. "Depends on what you need and how much gil you have to offer. I can track folk, fight, even bake the best damn loaf of bread you could ever dream of. I have only one rule: innocents are never to be harmed or taken from." She then grasped for the nearby bottle of rum, hand grasped tightly around its neck. She brought it upwards to bite into the cork. It was soon spat out to the side without a thought. "So... tell me what it is you need. We'll see if your offer can make it happen."
Click the Image to go to her Art Album
