Recently, you've been continually visited by this....bird man thing at your bedroom window at night. Every night, same time on the dot, he comes to your window offering something to you. These offerings can vary from a smooth rock to a small dead animal. Some of these you keep, others... you don't.

Whenever the feathered creature visits, you try to ask it for a name. Over time, you realize he doesn't really have a name so you dubbed him "Berdy." Turns out Berdy found you initially when you decided to go camping one time. As he puts it, "You good mate. I court for you approval." So that explains the random offerings all the time now.

Tonight was strange, though. Berdy was... late?? Berdy's never late. You decided to wait 5 minutes....10 minutes....20 minutes? Where is he?

Almost an hour later, you heard a CRASH! into your front yard tree. Startled that it might have to do something with Berdy, you rush outside in your pajamas. Darting your head left and right, the familiar figure of the harpy against the tree trunk. He looks a little beat up but seeing you, he smiles widely. It seems like these scrapes have become second to you.

"Pretty human! Find you! Have best gift! Had to fight other harpys to get. Only best for you!"