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    These are our Laws.  Pretty Simple, actually... Keep yerself alive, learn shit, tell what you learn, and keep things going... (*)>
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There Are No Secrets
    It’s your duty to uncover every secret you can, even the unpleasant ones. Left alone in the dark, secrets fester, rot and turn into some damn unpleasant things. It’s our duty to uncover things that others want hidden, because odds are, if someone’s taking the effort to hide some information, that information’s dangerous. If you hear a rumor or catch a detail that nags at you, you had best follow up to the best of your ability or there’ll be hell to pay. You never know if that lead you ignore as being “too ridiculous” will turn into the thing that bites you in the ass.

Share What You Know
    Information does no good in a bottle. It doesn’t matter if you know the three magic words that will save the world; as long as those words are locked in your brainbox, they’re not doing anyone any good, including yourself. Odds are you’re not going to be able to do a damn thing about most of the secrets you uncover, but that’s not the point. After all, we’re not here to take care of the messes, just to uncover them. That’s why it’s necessary to share what you know. Tell others, who can tell others, who can tell others who just might be able to do something about whatever you’ve stumbled over.
On a more somber note, the sooner you spread the word over what you know, the safer you are. If you’re the only one who knows what the local Pentex subsidiary is up to, you’re a prime target. If you tell three other Corax, who tell three more each, who tell a buttload of Garou, well, suddenly you’re way down on the hit list priority.
And if they do catch you, if word of what you found gets out, at least you didn’t die in vain.

Teach Them What They’ll Learn
    Not everyone accepts the straight dope from us, or even likes us. And sometimes, the very folks who won’t listen are the very same ones you need to get information to. In that case, Raven has authorized use of unnecessary and ridiculous force. More to the point, the methods don’t matter — the informa-tion has to get through. It doesn’t matter how. It doesn’t matter if you have to get a whole pack of Garou howling for your blood or if you have to make yourself look like an idiot to get a Simba to listen — if they have to know, then it’s your job to let them know. And you will do whatever it takes, dig, because there’s damn little more important than making sure the right info gets to the right people.

Protect the Eggs
    This one is a no-brainer. Eggs are our future. We’re too few as is. Defend a spirit egg with everything up to, but not including, your own life. We can’t afford to lose a single one of us, even to save another, except under the most dire of circumstances. But a threat to an egg is intolerable. If you see anything going after a spirit egg, cowboy the bastard.

Remember Why You’re Here
    We’re not the fighters. We’re the scouts and commu-nications officers. Yeah, it’s tempting to be the one to save the day and rescue the girl, but we’re not built for that, and trying stupid heroics is a good way to get yourself killed. Your job is to get information and get out, preferably without the enemy seeing you. If you do get spotted, escape makes more sense than fighting, particularly since he can call on more reinforcements than you can. Before you throw a single punch, consider what you’re up against and what your odds of walking away from the fight are. Nine times out of 10, that should be enough to send you scurrying in the opposite direction as fast as you can go.
    In the end, it’s not important who gets the job done. It’s important that the job gets done, and if the job is kicking ass, there are lots of folks out there better at it than we are.

Bear Witness
    Every living soul has a story, and it’s part of our mandate to save as many of those stories as we can. That’s why we drink the eyes of the dead, after all. It’s a great information source, sure, but it’s also respect, and making sure some little bit of the corpse’s story gets carried away by someone.
    The other part of this rule is that you cannot turn away. Not now, not ever. No matter how brutal or horrifying what you’re looking at might be -- and I’m talking about anything from the killing fields of Kampuchea to the worst bits of Bed--Stuy-- you have to see it all, so that when you tell the tale, you tell it right. To do any less is disrespectful, and dangerous.
There’s no cutting corners in this business.

The Truth Matters
    Partial or inaccurate information gets people killed. You are not allowed to skimp on your observations for any reason, from your tender sensibilities to the fact that you’re getting the heebie-jeebies. If you can’t tell the story accu-rately, if you don’t have the facts, then don’t tell the story at all. Don’t make things up to patch the holes, because that always leads to disaster.

Everything is Part of the Cycle
    Don’t judge anyone or anything out of context. Gaia had a plan when she put this rock together, and everything has apart in it. So don’t jump to conclusions about whether someone or something is unnecessary until you figure out why they’re doing what they’re doing, and what purpose it serves in the grand scheme of things. After all, some day someone might just look at you, with your beak buried in a corpse’s peepers, and decide that you were some gross bit of vermin barely worth the round of birdshot he buries in your ass to ‘protect the sanctity of the body” from your unholy depredations. In other words, judge not lest ye be judged.

Don’t Play Favorites
    We owe both Helios and Raven tremendous debts and we show our respect every chance we get. This means whispering every secret we learn into the air, not to mention thanking both of them at every Parliament. Furthermore, it means recognizing that we’re damn lucky to have the favor of two powers like that, and that we probably shouldn’t do anything to screw that relationship up. So demonstrate proper reverence to both, kiddo. Play favorites with Helios and you just might get burned.

Fly
    You’ve been given an unimaginable gift: wings. So use 'em Fly, ‘cause it’s a dead cert no one else in your family can. Experience everything you can. Talk to everyone you can. Learn as much as you can and look at things from as many angles as you can. Why? Because you can, that’s why. As much fun as just getting airborne is, it’s also symbolic of what we’re doing here. If you can look at a problem from another angle, say, from above, you have to do so. Don’t let any of your talents or opportunities get wasted. Otherwise, why the hell did someone think you were worth wings to begin with?

Laugh
    Or you’ll cry. In the middle of all of the bullshit that we have to put up with - and believe me, it’s worse than you can imagine - you have to remember that we’ve been given some tremendous gifts. In spite of it all, kid, we’re lucky - damn lucky. We get to fly, after all.
    So laugh. Look for the humor in everything, because sure as spit it’s there, and after drinking dead men’s eyes and seeing the horrors this rock holds, you’ll need it. A moment of laughter at the right time can tide you over through a bad patch, until you can get the wind behind you again and realize how sweet life really is.

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