[wickedwinternick]

You decided to read this smaller scroll, the writing on it seemed impeccable.

The Tall Tale of the Unlucky Tail

I one day happened upon a Red-Tail down on their luck, indeed I did. This man was from a grand standing family, indeed he was, though it was sad that he missed what he could have had. You see now, you see now, this man had broken one rule, one rule indeed had he broken! His mother's father was quite a horrendous shite you see, one that sadly had both bark and bite! One might assume he was abusive or rude, but no no no! He was simply harboring one thing this Red-Tail needed! A title of honor. Since he bore the slightly curved blade of the Onigan combatant, he was indeed unworthy for such a title in the eyes of his mother's father! He was to be a knight, a grand hero of myth and legend, one of greatness, destined for grand acts of heroism that few could compete! Sadly, sadly indeed, he was cheated from such a honor due to this one simple deed, he practiced the blade of his father's craft, and due to that, his mother's father thought him daft! So he went away to here and fro, to all over, and even then he woe'd. He still lacked this title of honor, and not alcohol, nor lady, nor some poor unlucky tail, would ever cease his sorrowful wail! This of course was a few years in the past, so perhaps the Red-Tails bad luck couldn't last... but who's to know, and who's to see, what this Red-Tail might eventually be! Did I bother to mention he was PINK?! I know, I know, such chances of that are low, and you must wonder if this is a tall tale or if I have truly gone insane, but I bet you one day, one day indeed, you'll all see this Red-Tail doing at least one grand deed!

Anonymous Author, Ascending Authority and Action