Foodcritic

Foodcritic's real name may be Vesuveireana von Tastebudlord, but lets face it, that's downright embarrassing. She's a food critic, so she might as well call herself what she is.

She comes from a proud lineage of esteemed food critics that have dominated the food critic biz for generations. In the world of professional cooking, the Tastebudlords might as well be gods, and Foodcritic always felt a great deal of pressure while growing up. She had an image to live up to, that of the perfect, classy, high-class food critic after all. She worked hard to refine her tastebuds so she could perfectly do her job, but this eventually turned into a problem.. see, most foods simply did not taste satisfying to her anymore, which was a direct blow to her will to live. She herself certainly could not cook to the point where it satisfied her tastes, and neither could most five star chefs. She weighs seven tons. She needs to eat accordingly. Her food bills are, thus, quite high.

Or at least they were - until the day she found a cheap-looking little pancake stall named The Iridescent on the roadside. Ugh, pankaces really are such a plebian food, but she was hungry and it did smell nice.
They were made in heaven. The pancakes were made in heaven, and Foodcritic was sold. She rescheduled her entire life just so she could follow this hecking little food cart around, something she could of course never admit to her family - a Tastebudlord, following a small traveling pancake stall..? She'd be ridiculed. More than ridiculed, she'd possibly even be disowned..! Thus, she is currently pretending to make a written report on the current popularity of traveling food stalls in the Viridian Labyrinth.

Foodcritic is incredibly pretentious, and few can stand her. Pancake himself certainly can't, and neither can the poor kidnapped faes who are hunted down and brought back any time they attempt to escape. Foodcritics family connections are the true problem - after all they ARE THE HEAVIEST NAMES IN THE FOOD CRITIC BUSINESS. Any chef that oppose them are RUINED and their careers are DONE. No one can touch her. No one can call her out.

... on top of it all, she even throws her name around to get discounts. Which is really bad for a dragon who will eat two hundred kilos worth of pancakes in a sitting. The financial struggles of the Iridescent cn be 95% traced back to Foodcritic.