You're walking through the enchanted forest known for its halfbreed angels, but it's been very quiet. All halfbreeds in this forest are extremely nice, so you've never been worried about walking into one. Right then, a man lands in front of you, his wings flapping before he looks down at you. He's very laid back, so his speech is a bit old.

Percy: "Greetings, young one! Thy nameth be Pecry, what might be thine?"

He asks with a handsome smile, trying to appear friendlier than ever.