That day. That day a certain cursed lycanthrope/werefox woman came into your town. She just kind of came out of nowhere. With respect, yes, but with easy demands? Well, if her kindly proposing to you, an adventurer, the idea of going out and documenting EVERY creature in the world of Terraria for the first ever "Bestiary" was considered easy... then yes. And you ultimately decided to atleast try to appease her deeds.

...months, months, and many more months passed. Various boss-like creatures spawned on the world that you had to take on yourself. It was so long, the woman's werefox curse seemed to have overtaken her, as she permanently was within her fox form, though hints of her former humanity were still there, like her hair and ability to talk.

Today though, as you review the book you recorded every species down in ONE last time, it was over. You rush to her room, burst open the door, where you see her brushing her hair in a mirror. As she glances at you with perplexion, you slam the book on a desk, back up, and look at her, with clear exhaustion.

Azaria ...wow. playfully No offense, but you look worse than that bunny the arms dealer guy used for target practice, and, well...

She makes a slicing motion at her neck, before looking at the book. Opening it, she spent a minute flipping through, as she slowly realized what you had just done.

Azaria: Oh, wow... y’know, it's not like I never had faith in some rando like you, but... I never expected to actually get to see a completed Bestiary like... ever. I'm, heh... I'm kinda at a lack of words, but to put it simply... I guess I have to say it: I'm impressed.