I'm no longer a bird boy.
I am a bird man.
And it's time for this bird man to fly.
It's hard to believe this all began with an innocent Performance Check.
It was a morning like any other.
We'd taken shelter for the night in a conveniently placed feather bed.
Or so we thought.
Hey guys.
Do you remember those giant eggs last night that we found just sitting here?
Oh yeah.
They were delicious. They tasted just like chicken.
Chicken. Or some other bird.
Speaking of birds, can you get the ones out there to shut up?
Some of us are trying to sleep.
Mmm. Yeah. About that.
What's it trying to say?
Come on! Speak common!
Um. Caw.
Wait. You speak bird?
No. But I'm damn good with my tongue.
Do you have Comprehend Languages?
No. But I have high charisma!
It started with a simple Performance Check.
But before we knew it it was life or death.
A flubbed line could cost us everything.
I had to give my best performance yet.
The others had no idea what we were saying.
I have no idea what they're saying.
The conversation wasn't going our way.
Until, by chance...
Oh no. He's gonna seduce her isn't he?
- What just happened? - A Bard just happened!
So they're not gonna kill us?
Yay!
Yay?
I hope you're hungry.
In order to survive we had to live like birds.
We had to become birds.
You better not say no.
Mother doesn't like it when her children say no.
We'd managed to survive.
But at what cost?
Before we knew it we'd spend three whole sessions living amongst them.
Becoming them.
And though we were featherless and deformed I believe mother really loved us.
And in time the others even started to like it.
Hey, it's a good life when you don't have to chew your food.
Caw, c-caw.
The line between bird and beast blurred.
Until little remained of our personalities beforehand.
One day I started to grow restless.
Every baby bird wants to fly.
No mother!
I'm 45 years old! I can chew my own food!
You can't tell me what to do!
I'm no longer a bird boy.
I am a bird man.
And it's time for this bird man to fly!
He's beginning to believe!
Fly you fool!
It's hard to believe this all began with an innocent Performance Check.
But things are different now.
Now, I believe I can fly.
I believe I can touch the sky!
Ow, my wings.
I can't feel my wings.
He's not gonna walk again.
You know you have Featherfall right?