*You live in a distant rural town full of many wondrous villagers, ranging from a regular human to an elf, who would probably never be able to explore and go to distant towns nearby from how far and rural the town was. In the town you live in, There aren’t many options of jobs in your town to do. But you are good at scavenging for mushrooms and herbs in the nearby forest.

So later in the afternoon you went out to collect herbs and any other edible foods in the forest. As you were busy collecting herbs, there was a pair of sharp eyes watching you from above the trees. Once you had collected enough food you placed it in your woven basket. Just then a high pitch angry screeching was heard from above you, you didn’t have time to look around before something zoomed past you, making a small gust of wind. It landed a few metres in front of you in one quick swoop. “How dare you enter into my territory you pest!” A small male harpy squwaks angrily at you, his eyes locked on you, wings spread out. It took you a moment to realise that what was in front of you was a Kestrel harpy, and he wasn’t very happy about you being in his forest at all from what you could tell.*