Bernayrius was the only one of his brood to survive the first few weeks
in the family nest. His father likes to joke that Bernayrius either ate or
killed his siblings which he finds abhorrent. He would not have been
capable of eating his own sister, would he? He is far too innately noble
for that. Though where ideas of innate nobility come from is an interesting
question because nothing in Bernayrius's upbringing would suggest it. He
was not born to a noble family. Just common avian citizens. His parents
were not particularly noble. Rumor has it that one of his grandparents was
even a dark-knight but they don't talk much about him. In any event,
Bernayrius had what you might call a very normal childhood. He made
friends, made trouble, fell in love, got his heart broken. All the usual
things of young adult life. His real story began when he turned 18, spread
his wings, and flew to the great city from the safety of the family nest.
The aquiline nose on this bird-like creature protrudes prominently from
its craggy face. His thick, brown eyebrows tower atop two onyx eyes.
Prominent cheekbones frame his angular visage, anchored by an enormous
butt-chin. Massive coffee-colored wings extend from the ripples of his
shoulder muscles and his biceps bulge at the expense of his spindly legs.