When Alephus first breathed Soul into Animal, he created the Sighre. First Born; First Abandoned.
An eternal minority, there are few places a Sighre can live which make considerations for their great stature, their inability to articulate many standard phonetics, and their sensitivity towards sensory overload from noise, light, movement, and scent. By this omission from common society, Sighre find themselves expected to live at the fringes of society rather than at its heart.
Sighre who gravitate towards the cities often find themselves unable to live as anything but wards of the state or as IdPari. Instead, most take to living among the Outlanders or in the colonies, where their great stature is of greater esteem and is more welcome.