Sofiya "Sonya" Loptyr
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Eldest daughter of Dimitri and Yurian, and the first to break off and rebel out of anger with their actions. Sofiya is a woman of great honor and despite her casual disregard for any laws she sees as unjust, she is often welcomed with open arms among the common people of the cities she wanders through due to her reputation for fairness and honest behavior (when asked if she has broken an unjust law, her response is often "yeah I did, what are you going to do about it?" and flying away if they try to capture her. this has lead to her being banned from more than one settlement and rulers often dread her coming because she Causes Problems On Purpose. a giant, scaly Horrible Goose with thumbs.). She still harbors a hope that her fathers can change, though after 120 years she does not expect it even after she and two of her sisters attempt to force the matter with the cursed veil.
She is the result of decades of experimentation to produce even a single child, and is the first to not die before or immediately after she was decanted. As such she is physiologically far more draconic than most dragonkin, even among her siblings, though her relatively small size ("only" 12 feet tall), bipedal stance, and permanently short/"babyish" muzzle marks her as very clearly dragonkin rather than a true dragon. She rarely wears more clothing than decorated collars or bands when not expecting a fight, or rarely a waterproof cape to keep the rain off her fur; clothes generally aren't built for her shape and she rarely feels the effects of the weather enough to want them anyway. (also, being as autistic as her human father, she finds most fabrics she can afford in amounts to properly cover her horrifically scratchy if not outright painful.)
She is primarily a spellcaster as her shoulder anatomy makes most humanoid weapons impossible for her to use, though she does keep metal claws for all four of her limbs on hand. She's known for being very hard to stop from casting; she's often nonverbal and as such uses a combination of focuses to cast, and removing all of them is nearly impossible unless you ignore her compatriates. And even if you manage it, she's still dragonkin. Breathing fire is a thing she can do.
Her draconic aunts and uncles are torn between finding her hysterical ("this tiny child thinks herself a hero!") and considering her an actual threat to the clan as a whole; her band has slain more than one red dragon that set themself up as a tyrant, and while she expresses regret that she couldn't talk them down when asked it's also very clear that she would do it again in a heartbeat.
She tends to stim by rocking and humming, though "humming" tends to come out something like the rumbling noise alligators make given her size. When she is able, which is rare as she doesn't bring it with her when she travels, she has a worn stuffed toy from her childhood that she gently gnaws on and squishes with her hands. Those few who dare mock her for it tend to feel the full wrath of her band and sisters (she almost never responds aggressively to those who do herself, generally preferring to retreat to a safe location to work through the rsd response).
She is the result of decades of experimentation to produce even a single child, and is the first to not die before or immediately after she was decanted. As such she is physiologically far more draconic than most dragonkin, even among her siblings, though her relatively small size ("only" 12 feet tall), bipedal stance, and permanently short/"babyish" muzzle marks her as very clearly dragonkin rather than a true dragon. She rarely wears more clothing than decorated collars or bands when not expecting a fight, or rarely a waterproof cape to keep the rain off her fur; clothes generally aren't built for her shape and she rarely feels the effects of the weather enough to want them anyway. (also, being as autistic as her human father, she finds most fabrics she can afford in amounts to properly cover her horrifically scratchy if not outright painful.)
She is primarily a spellcaster as her shoulder anatomy makes most humanoid weapons impossible for her to use, though she does keep metal claws for all four of her limbs on hand. She's known for being very hard to stop from casting; she's often nonverbal and as such uses a combination of focuses to cast, and removing all of them is nearly impossible unless you ignore her compatriates. And even if you manage it, she's still dragonkin. Breathing fire is a thing she can do.
Her draconic aunts and uncles are torn between finding her hysterical ("this tiny child thinks herself a hero!") and considering her an actual threat to the clan as a whole; her band has slain more than one red dragon that set themself up as a tyrant, and while she expresses regret that she couldn't talk them down when asked it's also very clear that she would do it again in a heartbeat.
She tends to stim by rocking and humming, though "humming" tends to come out something like the rumbling noise alligators make given her size. When she is able, which is rare as she doesn't bring it with her when she travels, she has a worn stuffed toy from her childhood that she gently gnaws on and squishes with her hands. Those few who dare mock her for it tend to feel the full wrath of her band and sisters (she almost never responds aggressively to those who do herself, generally preferring to retreat to a safe location to work through the rsd response).
