A harpy of later days, when their beauty had faded. If she is not the last, she's is one of very few. Soaring once, higher than any other, now living in a cage, trapped, but safe.
A giant man, with a look of stone. He can lift an ox over his head, yet pluck eggs from a nest unbroken. He has been with Merunga for his whole life, obedient to her every command, willing to give up his life for her, or her caravan should she demand it.
Merunga travels where-so-ever whim takes her. The caravan that she keeps is a collection of monsters and secrets, a hoard captured, stolen, and bought. None in the caravan know where they are going next, or what they will find along the way, Merunga's reasons are known only to herself.
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