Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 27
The horror in the pass, banno, shekka, hezzi... each one was enough to shatter her heart all by themselves and leave her a blubbering infirm, but all of them together...
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 30
Not water, but the thick, green sludge shekka-kai had been brewing for them over the past few days. the girl hated it because it tasted like chewed up moss pulp, but she also loved it because it made the pain go away for a little while.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 16
shekka was even crazier than wardo, and that was before banno died. now she's hanging on to her sanity by a hair. no telling what that bitch might do...
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 16
She was usually so direct about her thoughts and opinions, giving voice to them without hesitation or fear of reprisal, for she was shekka, the empty one, witchdoctor of the wolves and the knower of the cora.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 72
He was hoping to get his men in to see shekka _before_ their failure came to light, but apparently that was too much to ask for.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 5
When shekka said, 'burn her,' i wanted to take it all back, but it was already too late. too late... always too late..."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 13
"shekka would've just rinsed them once and been done with it." "well that's not very hygienic," kiana said, trying her very best not to shudder at the name.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 32
Ander, hezzi, chieftain kadai, sorrin, mellah, renna, danado, lana, even shekka. had she not seen all of them shed bitter tears in the last few weeks?
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 43
And that shekka-kai is ivvy. most of everybody here is ivvy. some of them much more ivvy than me." "listen here you little milksop!
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 81
_how could shekka do this to her own son?_ she wondered for the hundredth time. _how could she do something like this and call it 'love'?_ she gritted her teeth and kept going, walking over jagged stones half-buried in snow without slowing down.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 17
My mother is shekka, for crying out loud! the empty one! the witch doctor who could curse you just by looking at you! she rarely hits me, but -" "no, your father was the one who always hit you!" "don't talk about my father like that." "see?
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 78
Nilia remembered a time, not too long ago, when shekka had gone into her tent to pray to the cora, and hadn't come out for close to three days.