Cinder Vulture

THE WILDS

The great burnings fed the vultures for eleven years, until they forgot any other diet. Cinder Vultures ride the Cinderwood's thermals with embers banked under their feathers, patient as tax-collectors, waiting for anything to fall. Where no carrion offers itself they have learned to start the fire themselves. The Grey Mendicants curse them particularly: a vulture that makes its own dead.