So this month's Beautiful People appears to be about villains. Aha aha. Well, I never did tell you much about Growlbeard, Lord of the Night from The Scarlet-Gypsy Song. I am afraid you won't understand much about this panther-chap unless I tell you.
1. What is their motive?
Motive? Must the Lord of the Night have a motive to do what he wants? I suppose his motive in jumping Darby and Peter Quickenhelm was to gain their information for himself before they reached Fitz-Hughes with it.
2. What are they prepared to do to get what they want?
Absolutely anything. Though, like any cat, Growlbeard tends to want to play with his capture before killing it.
Manipulative would be a better word. He is a loner and gets what he wants when he wants it. Usually it is through evil means, but Growlbeard can put on the purring charm if he wants to.
Ever since his kitten-hood (and that being a thousand years ago) Growlbeard has known nothing but what the Scarlet Gypsy taught him. It was she who taught him voice-changing so that he can sing like a bird or speak like a man. Now that she has been dead for so long he still walks in the paths she taught him. In that way he is tied to her.
Growlbeard is only attached to the memory of the Scarlet Gypsy, and to himself. He's rather narcissistic.
Come again? I can't imagine Growlbeard getting a hug from anyone, even the Scarlet Gypsy herself.
Nothing concerns Growlbeard except the worry that someone else will eclipse him in spying on both sides and relaying information.
Both. He's got Gollum's treachery and Maleficents...malice. :D9. If your villain could have their choice of transportation what would it be?
His own four paws. They are more than adequate enough to take him all through the Stridings of Scarlettania.
I would be intrigued rather than afraid, I think. Growlbeard wouldn't kill me right off. He'd probably taunt me and tease me and then prick me with his frightening, moon-white claws.
"...my mistress loved me and I was greatest success--the most beautiful, gorrrgeous, and enchanted of all her creaturrres." "You mean...there were more of you?" Darby whispered.
"We were a legion." The hissed reply hung in the corners of the grotto and filled Darby's being with shadow-winged dread. -The Scarlet-Gypsy Song