Post by prissy on May 31, 2021 3:56:34 GMT
Snapping Words of Sharp Criticism Fiend Familiar, Wyrm
Mindspeech: Color #b40808
Somewhere deep in every soul is a splinter or personality that is the voice of criticism and bitter depreciation towards those around.
I can't believe he's wearing that... Why is she getting praised? I worked ten times harder!... Why am I hanging around with these idiots? I'm so far above their class....
Sharp Criticism is that facet magnified over and over so that it can't be utterly silenced. When he is around Percival he often leans in close to his Bonded's ear, whispering comments about those around that to say the least are far from kind in his hissing, arrogant voice. He and Percival are one and the same in his mind and are superior beings to everyone. They deserve the best. Granted Sharp Criticism is also something of a coward and so will never proceed beyond words given in private, even going so far as to play nice to those he was just bad-mouthing before when interactions are unavoidable. Some might be bold enough to claim his behavior is a manifestation of insecurity, but he'll never agree to such a preposterous thing!
Those versed in Draconic lore might call Sharp Criticism a landwyrm. He possesses a long, serpentine body stretching close to a yard carried about by fore legs ending in long, sharp claws. Each foot has some minor grasping capabilities, letting him climb very well and somewhat hold things though feats like writing or manipulating anything delicate are beyond his ability. He is covered in matte black scales spattered with crimson flecks and thin streaks to match his crimson eyes, as if he was caught in a blood mist. Jagged, razor-sharp bony plates run the length of his spine and arc over the top of his shoulders and hips as well as jut from his elbows; he's not exactly cuddly.
Mindspeech: Color #b40808
Somewhere deep in every soul is a splinter or personality that is the voice of criticism and bitter depreciation towards those around.
I can't believe he's wearing that... Why is she getting praised? I worked ten times harder!... Why am I hanging around with these idiots? I'm so far above their class....
Sharp Criticism is that facet magnified over and over so that it can't be utterly silenced. When he is around Percival he often leans in close to his Bonded's ear, whispering comments about those around that to say the least are far from kind in his hissing, arrogant voice. He and Percival are one and the same in his mind and are superior beings to everyone. They deserve the best. Granted Sharp Criticism is also something of a coward and so will never proceed beyond words given in private, even going so far as to play nice to those he was just bad-mouthing before when interactions are unavoidable. Some might be bold enough to claim his behavior is a manifestation of insecurity, but he'll never agree to such a preposterous thing!
Those versed in Draconic lore might call Sharp Criticism a landwyrm. He possesses a long, serpentine body stretching close to a yard carried about by fore legs ending in long, sharp claws. Each foot has some minor grasping capabilities, letting him climb very well and somewhat hold things though feats like writing or manipulating anything delicate are beyond his ability. He is covered in matte black scales spattered with crimson flecks and thin streaks to match his crimson eyes, as if he was caught in a blood mist. Jagged, razor-sharp bony plates run the length of his spine and arc over the top of his shoulders and hips as well as jut from his elbows; he's not exactly cuddly.