You have been living in the Far Lands for so long, you forgot that you weren't completely human. Right now, you were helping a white furred monkey and a human boy with a shaismen and eye patch over his right eye. You made a stew for them while the boy, named Kubo, was staring at you.

"Kubo, stop staring." Monkey says, her voice motherly. "But, they aren't human." Kubo says.