Maxwell tensed slightly for a moment when Eren referred to Many Colors as a bit of livestock. The half-elf didn't think the merchant meant any offense by it though, especially when Eren went on to describe the psybird as magnificent, so Maxwell relaxed after a moment.

"In ancient times, my family was blessed with a unique breed of psybird by the Old Gods as a reward for faithful service." Maxwell explained as he reached into his backpack and pulled out one of his ration packs. "Members of my family may be gifted eggs to care for if a mother psybird of this special breed deems them worthy."

The half-elf selected a few pieces of dried fruit from the ration pack and then stowed it back into the backpack. "When tended to properly in the egg and raised well after hatching, a steadfast companionship is forged between the psybird and its carer." Maxwell reached up to his shoulder and began feeding the dried fruit to Many Colors.

"A companionship that has served many of my family well. On top of possessing the usual dagger-sharp beak and hypnotic plumage of a regular psybird, those born of this breed have the potential to manifest psychic abilities similar to spells cast by a druid or cleric. So far, mine is capable of saving people from death, psychically aiding people in their tasks, healing wounds, causing wounds that have previously healed to violently re-open, and bringing a cloud of fog into being through sheer force of will."

Once Many Colors was done eating, Maxwell gestured towards the farmhouse. "The building and surrounding area have been deemed secure." Maxwell mentioned to Eren. "We should be safe to rest here."