Feathers & Flesh

Kenkus are often disregarded. They're weak, annoying, and have been abandoned by their deities. As to be expected, this leaves the creatures rather spiteful.

This story follows a Kenku named Screech, and his journey to carve out a place for himself in a world that most certainly does not care for his existence. Treated as a slave by his captors, he learns the magic of a hag coven through mimicry, allowing for an escape to a nearby settlement. Upon arriving, his plans for vengeance are cut short by a new friend who insists on taking the young Kenku on the journey of a lifetime.

(This is my first story on here, so don't expect anything quality, because it's just going to be me writing my old d&d character the way I would have played him. Friendly suggestions and criticism are entirely welcomed, just don't be an ass)