As the GC scrolls have taught us.
In the muck of GC slithers a serpent.
Silver-tongued and forked of intent, whispering grand tales of power he does not possess.
He boasts of battles never fought, alliances never forged, and titles he’s never earned, wrapping the gullible in coils of deception.
To the unwise, he appears regal—dangerous, even.
But beneath the scales is nothing more than a coward, harmless when unmasked, thriving only where truth is absent.
Let it be known: this serpent is no threat, just a fraud inflated by his own hiss.
Accurate descriptions of everyone here especially this one
I could read these all day man such clever wordings