Aucellus (or Aucky, as I've come to call him) hobbles more than he flies. His mangy feathers are no longer beautiful plumes, and mainly serve to hide his rotting, skeletal frame. He has one cataract eye that - while presumably sightless - still follows any movement nearby though the type of 'seeing' he uses it for now is beyond traditional 'sight'. Blind as he may be, you can feel him looking at you. Looking in you.