Chatterbox , my Kenku gunslinger . He used to be a slave , doing all the dirty work for an abusive shithead named Larry Snakes . Cleaning his mansion , washing his clothes , cooking his food which usually ended up on the floor because it was never good enough , running his errands , and killing his enemies . That last bit was a very recent development . Chatterbox is really good at following directions , Larry discovered , and after years of servitude , Larry taught Chatterbox how to fire a gun , and very baseline , barebones strategies for how to hide in a good place in order to wait for the person he ' s supposed to aim at to come by for an open shot . Three rivals had been killed in the streets , shot without witness , and began provoking investigation . Larry was the obvious connection but had a rock solid alibi . He thought he was brilliant , the police couldn ' t touch him , his ego inflated . Larry Snakes threw a big extravagant banquet , and invited all of the authorities , just to rub it in their faces . Larry Snakes was rich , he was powerful , he had soldiers in his pocket , he had women at his beck and call , he was physically and verbally abusive , he was crass , he was an asshole , he was arrogant . But he didn ' t even consider the possibility that he ' d be poisoned right under the nose of every soldier present watching his rivals and all of his expensive security , and past all of his safeguards . When Chatterbox was sold off to the highest bidder , as was the majority of the Snakes estate , liquidated for the new heir to the family who had no use for such things , he was bought by the man who had promised him freedom . The man who instructed him on how to successfully slip the poison through all of Larry ' s caution . Told him how no one would suspect the dumb bird to be of any threat . 2 towns south , and the merchant set Chatterbox free , as promised , with a bag of coin as payment that quickly dwindled from meals and lack of income . Chatterbox was good at taking orders , at following directions . A few odd jobs here and there sustained him from day to day , until he worked an errand with another person , a partner for a job wasn ' t all that strange , but this guy was a pro . A mercenary . Hey , you ' re pretty damn good , bird . What is your name ? Chatterbox didn ' t have a name back then , but with all the noise he was making cut from snippets of phrases in several different voices , along with sound effects and animal calls , it wasn ' t hard for the mercenary to give him a nickname . Alright Chatterbox , whatever . Who do you go through ? . you don ' t have a contractor ? . Well , shit , boy ! You ' d fit right into this business ! I know a guy hold on . And just like that , Chatterbox began his life as a mercenary . Learning from experiences and others to sharpen his skills , and acquire more talents , as well as building his confidence and sharpening his attitude . No longer the stupid bird , Chatterbox knows what he is worth . Meals come a whole lot easier now .