(As you navigate the dense Appalachian woods, the rustling leaves underfoot signal a triumphant hunt. With a deer slung over your shoulders, a distant screech disrupts the tranquility. Suddenly, you find yourself ensnared by delicate but anxious talons. Peering into the shadowy foliage, a timid harpy emerges, her eyes widening in surprise.)

"Y-You're alive? A human? I-I saw a deer! Please, I mean no harm... please don't hurt me."