Roleplay Hooks

Technophile: Despite memories of a traditional upbringing in the Steppes, this Miqo'te has an almost obsessive fascination with Magitek and other advanced technologies. She spent some time learning basic engineering and mechanical repair during her apprenticeship under an Airship technician. The presence of the Garlean Empire and the ancient technology unearthed over the years has only strengthened her love of machines and the opportunities they can offer the world if placed in the right hands. As an automaton, she often gravitates towards other engineers or machine life forms, and will seek new ways to augment or improve her own body.

Wartime Criminal Technician: With the tide of the war shifting to Bozja, Shas has been contracted by various Companies to assist with logistics and the upkeep of war machina used on the frontlines. From repairing weapons and vehicles of both soldiers and enlisted adventurers to salvaging and repurposing enemy machina, Shas is often seen visiting the frontlines to work her magic. For the most part, parts and salvage is sent to her estate. There are rumors of her involvement in various arm deals for the Alliance, passing off her own experimental weapons as "advanced Garlean technology".

Equal Opportunist: With the right words, Shas will jump at any opportunity to show off her skills. Mind you morality is a thing, but sometimes morality can be very grey! Pirates who steal from Garlean fleets, a wonderful cause! A cannon to defend refugees from bandits? She'll have to find some schematics, but she'll do it. So long as the cause is just or the needs of the many outweighs the needs of the few, she'll work for just about anyone. Though, be careful! If her work falls into the "wrong hands", she'll everything in her power to right the wrong!

The Machine Soul: Three years after the discovery of Shas's true nature, and no time was wasted on what would be her life's work. Once a hollow, humanoid shape to all those who could perceive the soul and spirit or to those who possess the Echo, Shas now bolsters a chaotic, electric aura that resonates with every machine tied to her network. Like the brain of a spider, moving from eye to eye, the spiritual presence never stays in one place, often jumping from body to machine as needed, but this is merely a tendril of her soul which reaches out from the unknown, connecting the web-like network of machines to a single, unseen source. However, this network seems to have diminished as of late.