A thick needle threaded with sinew tugged at the leather skin, attaching
one piece to another. The final hole was sewn together and a tiny tube was
shoved roughly into a clearly visible swollen vein. Metal and decay filled
the air as black and crimson blood swirled its way down the tube and into
the creature causing it to turn a sickly, greyish pink. A few quick words
of magic flowed from the creator and with a violent jerk the creature jolted
to life. It flopped, flapped, kicked, and screamed but its eyes finally
focused on the creator and it calmed. Waves of energy brought a type of
sentience to the creation. Through metal plates it focused on the room and
tilted her head slightly. "Go stand over there." Said the creator
testingly. Without a thought the creature was already across the room
standing vigilantly, waiting for a command. "Very good," the voice
continued, "Now keep this place clean and in order until I say otherwise."
He eyed the creature for a moment before leaving down a poorly lit hallway.
The moment dust began to settle, the creature would strech its wings
momentarily and set to keeping it clean. The books became organized,
potions labeled, and ingredients put back on their shelves. These events
continued for an untold amount of time, after all there was no view of the
outside world, but she kept at it, even long after her creator stopped
coming back. A blast tore through the wall, ripping a gaping hole in the
rock and dousing the creature in shrapnel and shattered potions. Terror.
What was this feeling? How do I breathe!? A sea of black washed over her,
and when the sea of black left she was washed in light coming in from the
massive hole that used to be a wall. What was she supposed to do? Where
was the creator? With a sense of urgency she flew out and into the light.
From here on what must have been a cave in the side of a mountain she could
see a flurry of movement off in the distance far below.
An extremely unnatural sight hovers before you, disbelievingly staying in
flight. One wing is an obnoxious bright blue and dripping with a thick,
brown slime. Flapping opposite of it is a much, much smaller wing covered
in tiny, white feathers. These ridiculous wings are attached to a pinkish,
shrunken body of some sort. Little yellow bird legs stretch out at an angle
that makes them appear sideways. The head is quite curious, being a
halflings head with a sharp nose and sharper chin. Its eyes are hidden
behind round metal plates, with only a small lense in the center of each.
Overly white hair is shaved extremely short and reveals an uneven scar down
the center of the head.