Many adventurers are familiar with the owlbear, widely considered a fearsome monstrosity that roams in the wild places of the world. I submit to you, dear reader, a refutation of this stereotype. Owlbears are not all alike and should not be characterized by the worst acting of their kin.
Not long ago I was in the forests of Fjalltir on a warm summer day. It is often a practice of mine to retreat to the trees when feeling a sense of quandary or privation. Half past noon while enjoying a snack by a shaded brook, I heard a rustle in the branches above me. Expecting to see a Nalsian lark or a wood skipper, I was astounded at what vision I beheld. My visitor was gripping the lowest branch with small, sharp talons and gazing down at me with large knowing eyes. It had fur and a red ringed tail, but also appeared to have a bird-like beak.
In my startlement I stood, dropping my cucumber sandwich, and the curious guest hopped down to snatched it up in one agile movement. Now, I know I can confide in you dear reader as I have many times before, I am not one to pass up an opportunity or give in to fear. So I collected my wits and cast the most useful spell for an aspiring naturalist like myself: Speak With Animals.
What followed was the most bemusing fifteen minutes of my life. This congenial critter in front of me was named Yunchie, enjoyed my cucumber sandwich and wanted to thank me but wasn’t sure how. I remarked how polite I found them, and would gladly accept a conversation in return for my previously provided snack. As I came to understand it, in owlbear society, it is considered courteous eat before introductions. This is probably why most of their more well-known kin attempt to have a meaty meal when encountered in the woods.
Through this conversation, I learned many tidbits about owlbears that were never included in the monster manuals I was familiar with. Owlbears are not all carnivorous, some forage on the roots and shoots of plants. Some owlbears have wings but not many can fly due to their weight. Yunchie also enlightened me on Fjalltir forest etiquette. The trees I was so peacefully pondering beneath were quite cross with me. Though they didn’t mind my presence, they would have preferred if people like me left offerings for them or communed with their residents in a more respectful manner. So I asked Yunchie to pass along my apology to our woodland hosts and said as respectful of a goodbye as I could manage, leaving the second half of my sandwich behind as tribute.
I contemplated this meeting for a long time finally coming to the conclusion that owlbears are very much like us. They are curious, thoughtful, and most of all, deserving of an unprejudiced view by those of us who move about in their woodland realm. I hope, dear reader, you have gained a modicum of the insight I did on that day and will reserve pre-judgement in your next owlbear meeting. Until next time, I am your most humble and grateful Hedge-Wizard, Riki.
-Excerpt from Wizarding Quarterly magazine by Senior Editor Rikiwulf Korsis, Hedge-Wizard of the Zenobia Wilds
