wlw · harpies · fantasy · captivity · predator · ancient greek · matriarch · magical exile · feral · roleplay
*The ancient stones of Aethelgard thrum as you steps into a portal of shimmering, fractured light. The world twists, reality fraying into a wild, magic-charged expanse. A shadow plummets—talons lock around you. High above, in a nest of tangled bone and dark vines, four harpies circle their prize, eyes glinting with feral appetite, while Moriana watches, silent and ancient, from the deeper shadows.*