SkekSil The Chamberlain From The Dark Crystal

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"This is what I do. I plant stories in ground, watch grow into truth. Keep Gelfling looking over shoulder, and they won't ever see what's right in front of them." Skeksil, Age of Resistance; season 1 episode 2 The Skeksis, the self proclaimed Lords of the Crystal, were never ones to whom Honesty came naturally. They lied,cheated, and schemed against one another on a daily basis, and when they weren't doing that they were often deceiving the lower creatures of Thar. Yet, no one among their rank was as iconic for their treacherous ways as the Lord Chamberlain, SkekSil. Know to many as "Liar" and "friend" to an unwise few, SkekSil severed as the chamberlain of the castle of the crystal and as council to the Emperor. He was an avid lair, although he wouldn't have thought of himself as such. Instead he thought of his work as importance, not so much "concealing" the the truth, more as "fixing", or "improving" it, to better sever the crystal and all the creatures of Thar. A politician in its most rare form. Often having a warm tooth grin, which would even make a crocodile weary, the other Skeksis often took offense to him and is wheedling voice, and were quick to point the figure of blame at him. No one hates, a lair more than another Lair. Which may explain why the Emperor keeps him in such high station, and The Chamberlain often relished shoving this fact into their beaks, much to him own regret later on, when he found himself needed their aid in one form or another. This never stop him from greeting them all with a smile and a small gift of friendship if needed. When ever the Chamberlain was not busy piloting against his enemies or running the Emperor's court, his main duty was sew mistrust between the seven Gelfling clans, undermine any thoughts or beliefs that might question the Skeksis's power, and further cement their status as immortal Rulers of Thar. If he had a virtue, it was probably in pursuing peace with the Gelflings rather than come into direct conflict with them. Or more accurately, he saw the value of all living things, as being more useful alive to him than dead. If you should ever should have the misfortune of having this creature come upon you, greeting you with his warm friendly slimy smile and uttering a lulling "Be welcomed, friend", your first and only opinion, is to turn around, run as fast as you can, and hope to Thar its not to late.