Role

Chapter 2

p. 2072

The Nestless that do survive are raised in this Rookery, where they will
live until they come of age. At this point there are largely two paths
open to them. Most of the able-bodied will join the Arial military, as
the education afforded them by the healers does not provide them with
many usable skills. The weaker ones will often become beggars, shaking
their tin cups and useless wings for coppers.

A handful of Nestless have become renowned bards, and few Therans
are aware that famed travelling minstrel Frawkaw Onewing had such
an inauspicious beginning.

Sadly, options for the Nestless are quite limited and most who join the
military are front-line troops, not expected to live long in actual
combat. Whether warrior or beggar, the Nestless are doomed to be
second-class citizens.

For those arials unfortunate enough to be abandoned before they take
their first breath, a sad life truly awaits. And forthwith did Elgar
Brightfeather take me by the hand and lead me to a market to begin my
education of Arial cuisine, including the fascinating tale of the lizard
which had been the basis of my soup. It seeems that...