He is exceptionally protective of those he looks after, and once he swears an oath, there is little that can stop him from fulfilling it. Noble and proud, he takes extreme pride in his country and the role he's taken in its prosperity, able to overlook the bad in light of protecting and saving the good. He works tirelessly to help his Queen in all of her endeavors, keeping the love he holds secret and locked away deep within his heart. And though he has an ego as big as Vystriana itself, he isn't above admitting when he's wrong - and making amends soon after.
The four survived for nearly ten years in the northern Darklights, before fledging fully and going their separate ways. Two of the brothers left to become knights in the Vystrian Order; the sister went to find one who could teach her how to weave metal like their eldest brother. But the two younger males fell in battle not long after they took their Test, attempting to quell an attack on D'issan from a rogue band of deathcats. After twenty years had passed, Sha'kir learned that his sister had grown into a marvelous mage in Godshome, and he went to see her there - but when he arrived, he found her gone, and hasn't been able to find trace of her since.
On his own, Sha'kir took to pirating with a gryphon and a pair of avians, attacking the sky-cities of Stroen'na for thrill and loot. He would later begin raiding bands of dragonriders and floating airships, finding that the magic-powered constructs were incredibly easy to fell.
In his final year of pirating, he and his band came across a rather heavily-armed airship, filled with avian mages and long-arrowed, large crossbows. One of his band was killed, and the gryphon shot out of the sky; he flew on and attempted to destroy the crossbows with metal, but was similarly blasted by the ample force, wreathed in terrible flame. He crashed into the sea and was swept away, semi-conscious, into the current.
He washed up on the shores of Alubria, and was taken in by a Flight of gryphons who had long known of his band's prowess. Seeking his protection from rogue roc'a in the north, they nursed him back to health and healed his wounds. But, reminded by the gods that he wasn't all immortal, he sought to further his studies in the way of metal-weaving so that he would never be taken advantage of again.
He left for Vystriana and flew quickly to the capitol, where he found Verridith and her country locked in a war with Kairn's hellbound creations. After fighting for some time, he grew close to the Queen; and after her sanity was restored, he was chosen to lead at her side as an adviser, part of the esteemed Council.
Though he somewhat loathes the lack of freedom, he may have fallen in love with the lively Gold - and now, it's all he can do to keep her kingdom from falling apart.
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