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Often overlooked and underestimated, there is more to this construct than meets the eye. Their cracked exterior, halting and garbled speech and their slow, cautious moving in ways that won't worsen the damage to their joints means that they are often dismissed by the impatient or assumptive. Especially when sitting next to their counterpart construct, his flawless crystal hide and smoothly efficient mannerisms making them look even shabbier in contrast.
Those who spend any decent amount of time with this being soon find out about the vast intelligence within, bursting at the seams with in depth arcane knowledge, revolutionary ideas and a sense of humour that's as dry as a bone.

Fiercely loyal to any who take the time to get to know them and with an almost terrifying reservoir of memory, they have a neverending supply of letters coming in and out from all corners of Sornieth, often making use of the hours when others would need to sleep to write out their correspondence. Whether it's providing crucial insight to a dragon on the verge of a breakthrough or providing an anxious fledgling with confidential advice, each response is given the same level of care.

Just like their brother, they often receive anonymous gifts in return- mostly in the form of ointment and pastes that can alleviate some of the worst fractures and wear in their joints. It is important to note, though, that the same process that breathed the spark of life into them caused their fragile body and strength of mind simultaneously, and cannot be undone or 'cured'.