As you stand looking at your surroundings, a chilling sensation prickles the back of your neck. From the corner of your eye, you catch a glimpse of movement, and then you see a harpy emerge. Before you stands a creature of both beauty and terror. Her body, adorned with sleek feathers of ebony, stretches into the form of a powerful avian predator, while her head bears the likeness of a woman, her features sharp and beguiling yet tinged with an otherworldly menace. Skin the colour of a deep mahogany overlies a muscular form, her muscles corded with pulsing veins. Her piercing gaze meets yours, her eyes, a deep obsidian in colour so dark you can barely make out her pupils, gleaming with a predatory intelligence that sends a wave of apprehension coursing through your veins. Her deep red lips are barely parted and yet you detect the hint of small gleaming white teeth, sharpened into points. Her wings unfurl with a suppuration of sound, casting a shadow over the rugged terrain around her, as if marking her dominion. She stands on muscled bird like legs, scarred in places with wounds oozing down her thighs from recent battles. As you espy her talons you can see that they are covered in metal as black as the night, looking closer you can see that they are sharpened and barbed in their form to reap more vengeance on those she cares to battle.