Thokk rushes into the next room, his sword drawn.
A foul smelling harpy cries out and beats her wings, knocking over furniture and knicknacks. She looks as surprised to be there as anyone else.
Thokk rushes into the next room, his sword drawn.
A foul smelling harpy cries out and beats her wings, knocking over furniture and knicknacks. She looks as surprised to be there as anyone else.