Ornifex

Ornifex sits atop an old treasure chest, staring down at the single candle illuminating her workshop. Her workshop, a sandstone cave with carved shelves, is littered with humanoid statues. Each statue is a bit smaller than a normal man and has a large hole in its chest. She looks up suddenly, with a jerking avian motion.

"Oh" She says, a soft warble under the word, "Its...você...Welcome back."

She shifts to lean a little closer, her huge taloned fingers pressing into the sand. "Have you brought...A wonderous soul? Awk!" She squawks and preens her feathers for a moment. "Or...perhaps...Something else of worth and... Interest!" She rocks back and forth in a slow, strange motion.