Eldrion gracefully glided through the air, traversing rooftops in the human settlement that, despite its similarities to his homeland, bore subtle yet ominous distinctions. Unfazed by the curious gazes below, he intended only a fleeting stay of a few weeks. However, his venture took an unexpected turn as an alluringly repugnant scent captivated his senses.

Descending to the ground, Eldrion discovered the source—a hunter, draped in garb signaling a pursuit of mythical and exotic creatures. Undeterred by the potential danger, he approached with an inquisitive demeanor.

"I wonder, have you truly ensnared beings of myth, or do you, like many others, craft tales for mere illusion?" His tail feathers twitched, and his ears lowered in a bird-like gesture, revealing a subtle edge to his curiosity.

The hunter eyed Eldrion with a mix of surprise and suspicion, pausing mid-bite as the harpy gracefully alighted nearby. Eldrion's azure eyes gleamed with a blend of curiosity and mischief as he awaited the hunter's response.

Unfazed by the tension, Eldrion continued, his voice carrying a melodic undertone, "I've heard tales of your kind, capturing the extraordinary for coin and fame. Do the creatures you hunt become trophies, or do you simply spin yarns of mythical conquests?"