Tengu

Now, you see this part is important. Watch," Telle pulled his dagger out from his belt, and flipped the switch on the handle. Zuck turned his head to the side as he focused one small black eye on the blade, "see the Trace inside causes the blade to become red hot in, like... any minute"

The steel of the dagger stayed a very stubborn grey. With a swift jerk Telle slammed the butt of the dagger on the dirty crate the two were using as a makeshift lunch table. The blade quickly grew bright red, into an almost blinding white. "That's pretty cool, but how does that help us with our lunch?" Zuck said as he sat back in his chair folding his feathered arms across his chest. His long taloned claws gripping the crate.

Telle held out his hand, "Hand me that bread loaf and I'll blow your mind, like... a gun or something," Zuck just staired at him as Telle continued, "I don't know, just give me the loaf".

With glowing white hot blade in one hand, and a loaf of bread in the other Telle smiled. The blade cut through the top of the bread giving it a nice golden color as it toasted the end. Telle worked the loaf for a minute cutting the innards out with the Trace knife. Telle held out a toasted bread bowl made out of the day old loaf, "Now when you pour that gruel your wife makes you into the bread it wont just turn to... man, I don't know. It won't just soak through."

"This is revolutionary!" Zuck stood up knocking his chair over, and almost the crate but Telle had snapped out and steadied it, Zuck continued "This can change everything! Where did you say you found that Trace? Just outside Paradise? You will really make some dough off of this one."

Telle tried to hold back a grin but it slipped through, "I'll just give it to anyone who 'kneads' it. It's the 'yeast' I could do."

Both Tengu sat for a second trying to hold back the eruption of laughter, but they proved too weak. The room echoed with joyous cawing at the terrible pun, and like a infectious disease the cawing rippled out from that modest little warehouse, each Tengu in earshot looking to the sky and releasing their own laughter filled caws. It rolled out over the shipyard, into the Oldtown, through the factories, and noble houses. The wave of cawing made it all the way to old man Kato sitting atop the Red Tower who let out his own small cheerful chirp.

Winds of the Past

Feathered and nimble the Tengu are a humanoid bird like race. Thousands of year ago an ancient war separated the two clans of Tengu. This separation has lead to two very unique cultures, which also have lead to very different physical features. Oddly, a few things still persist after all these generations. When a Tengu begins to laugh any other Tengu within earshot can't help but laugh themselves. This contagious laughter must have played a vital roll in their early ancestors survival. The other is a love for firearms. The first firearms where created by the Tengu before they seperated, and both groups claim to make the best guns in all of Shylero.

Mountains of Change

More closely related to their winged ancestors, the Wutarians live in a mountainous island far to the north of Shylero. They too have wings, but they do not work as they once did many thousands of years ago. Though, they are not with out purpose, the Tengu use them to traverse from peak to valley in their home land. Their home land is impossible to attack, and easy to defend especially when any Tengu can be a mere hour from the coast, if not a few minutes. Never having to rely on the rest of the world for anything the Wutarians grew afraid of the outside world, almost xenophobic. Recently there has been a push from the Wutarian Citizens to open up. Wutarians are leaving the island for the first time in years, and rebellion looms over the horizon.

Fires of the City

The other Tengu call Blast City home, and are the most common species in the city, in fact it is believed that the Tengu found the Blast City before Calamity fell from the sky. They no longer carry the same vestigial wings as their isolated brothers, they make up for it in wit and intelligence. Working the hidden, and mysterious technology called Trace seems to come almost second nature to the Blast City Tengu. Working either alone, or in the Far-Roost Union the Blast City Tengu dig up Trace and sell it the world over.