@Aethril
Name: ...im really bad with names. Gonna add one later, hopefully.
Description:
Silent and deadly. Like a fart.
One wouldn't expect a creature made to essentially be a snitch to have a sense of humor, but they certainly have one! Given, their jokes can be.. more than a little mean, most times. They love to see others squirm- and being the eyes and ears of a Hand certainly gives one lots of opportunity to see others
squirm. The threat of your superiors hearing of your mistakes can do a lot, no? They can be bribed- they LOVE bribes, actually- but whether they'll actually leave you alone or not depends wholly on how they're feeling.
They have.. mixed feelings on being corrupted. Its power, and they LOVE power, but it's... inconvenient. Having to stabilize every so often, for one, but irresistible violent and destructive urges doesn't really help with the whole 'be silent and watch everything' thing. And their corruption will be sure to only grow more 'inconvenient' as the drawbacks of their spells catch up to them.
Rp Sample: It was all nestled in one of the ridges of The Climb, wings folded to hide most of it's pale body with the inky black. It's squinted eyes watched the room below as it's ears swiveled and twitched like a cat's. This room was... annoying. Aside from The Black Spire, it couldn't see why Vargas liked it so much. The constant grinding-groaning-breathing of the room assaulted it's ears, and made it harder to listen from a distance. Not that anyone seemed to be here to listen in on, anyways.
It clacked it's beak in frustration, just about ready to leave, when it spotted movement down below. They didn't seem to be doing anything important, so it fluttered down. It didn't make a sound as it descended, other than a rather purposeful rustle of it's wings as it landed. It'd stare, eyes squinted and luminous and surprisingly catlike. Anything designed for or by Aethril was BOUND to be catlike, huh?
It didn't have to say something so menial as 'hello,' did it? Shouldn't it's mere presence be enough? It was sure any in the forge knew what it's purpose was, unlike those miserable feral gembound.
