It’s good when you know your roots—who you are and where you’re from. It’s worse when you don’t. And the worst thing that can happen to a reasonable person is to be a half-blood who doesn’t know their kinship! To someone who isn’t a half-blood, it might seem that there’s nothing terrible about it. But the one who is a half-blood knows perfectly well what it means to be an outcast—for everyone! And everyone wants to live, without exception! And, moreover, everyone wants to live WELL! Contains profanity.