[ How he's holding that toothpick in his beak Fern couldn't say, but the more that he speaks, the more she wonders if he's not an aarakocra, but some strange sort of kenku. Just what is he saying.
Duckburg? St. Canard? None of it means a thing to her, and while she's already gathered that the flux-drifts come from a variety of different plains, she had truly thought they might share one in common. ]
Yes, it's where I'm from. [ Not technically, but she doesn't usually clarify beyond that. For a variety of reasons. ] ... We have people there, like you. [ Bipedal sentient bird people. ] The aarakocra, they're called.
[ She's not disappointed, exactly, but she does take a moment to eat another sample as she literally chews this over. ]
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Duckburg? St. Canard? None of it means a thing to her, and while she's already gathered that the flux-drifts come from a variety of different plains, she had truly thought they might share one in common. ]
Yes, it's where I'm from. [ Not technically, but she doesn't usually clarify beyond that. For a variety of reasons. ] ... We have people there, like you. [ Bipedal sentient bird people. ] The aarakocra, they're called.
[ She's not disappointed, exactly, but she does take a moment to eat another sample as she literally chews this over. ]