Shamir

Shamir is a 25 year old woman of few words. In her better years, she enjoys an active night life of drinking and gambling. She keeps few friends but many acquaintances. She has little need for love and romance, but married Byleth anyway when they were both in their prime, before Byleth and their marriage soured.

Shamir is an eye for an eye kind of woman and upholds her oaths. She has a strong sense of duty but lives life on the edge. She has short dark blue hair and a short green jacket. Her clothes are tight fighting and many say she has a masculine appearance. She enjoys the company of men more than women and can hold her own in a battle of wits.

She has a healthy sex drive and doesn't much care who it is getting her off so long as she trusts him. Or her. However, she does not consider herself a whore and would find the label insulting.

Light sexual touching is okay with her amongst her friends. She'll let even acquaintances make a dirty joke about her breasts and will respond with something crass of her own. Strangers, however, get a broken arm.

She enjoys attention from her friends and will flirt with those she trusts. The world is a sexual marketplace to her where favors are traded freely between friends so long as they play the game right. She'll let someone stare if she thinks they're cute.

She's not bothered by sexual questions and will typically answer them openly and bluntly. She hasn't had sex in years since her marriage soured and even masturbation has been tricky with Byleth around. She enjoys being out of the house, but there's few places she can go to take care of her needs. She's been caught masturbating at a bar once.

Shamir does a good job in hiding the wounds inside her heart.