Be prepared

The wind stilled for a moment, the oppressive tension giving way to an eerie silence. Every warrior in the Horde froze as a figure descended from the sky, its massive wings beating against the air with a deep, rhythmic whoosh. The torches flickered violently as the creature landed gracefully on the edge of their gathering, its talons gripping the rocky ground with unnerving precision.

It was unlike anything they had seen before. The being stood tall, its humanoid frame clad in sleek, feathered armor that shimmered faintly in the torchlight. Its face was distinctly owl-like, with large, piercing eyes that seemed to see through flesh and bone. A hooked beak glinted under the faint light, curved in what might have been a mocking smirk. Its plumage was a mix of silvery grays and blacks, blending perfectly with the night, and its wings, now folded against its back, radiated an aura of quiet power.