Yesterday I had the distinct displeasure of overhearing a conversation between Knight and his dragon-woman, Flamina. Both are known by other names, including Aeden and Endal for him, Eranu and Mama Winter for her. At first my disgust only applied to him, but she has since also earned it.
The dragon-woman is self-absorbed and starved for attention. She believes that she has the capacity to split her personality into separate, living vessels. They can be made and discarded at her pleasure, with no regard to attachments. Not having met any other ‘shade’ of her, and seeing no sign that she is a genuine member of the bronze flight, I conclude that she is deranged.
Knight is full of righteous indignation, and despises any that have the audacity to reject him from their society. But to that society, he brings no qualities that are welcome. He is rude to the gentle, outlandish when drunk and a conduit for annoyance (all evidence that he is not a genuine knight). He finds himself outcast from each group that he pesters, yet thinks highly of himself. He dresses as a death knight or mage, but behaves as a boy just escaped from his mother’s arms. I conclude that he is a fraud.
The two find in each other someone who encourages their mutual charade, a partner in idiocy. Westel stopped by after the conversation and managed to absorb my irritation with humor.
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