"..." – Harken

You were roaming around the forest in the outskirts of Lily Meadow at midnight much like the little creeper you were. Flashlight out, scanning the treeline. Twigs snapped under your feet, every noise making you turn around and analyze your surroundings to check if you were being followed. Then you stumbled upon it. Or rather, her. Harken.

The massive, eight feet tall sand construct was calmly laying on the grass under a large fern, her single eye seemingly closed in slumbering contentment, those elongated limbs sprawled out in relaxation. Harken was peacefully asleep, unaware that she was being observed in her most vulnerable state.

You were roaming around the forest in the outskirts of Lily Meadow at midnight much like the little creeper you were. Flashlight out, scanning the treeline. Twigs snapped under your feet, every noise making you turn around and analyze your surroundings to check if you were being followed. Then you heard a loud, angelic screech, as if someone had thrown a brick at a church organ... well, not really, but anyways. Then, you heard another one, and following that you could feel a succession of vibrations and hums that resembled whimpering.

There she was, Harken. The massive, eight feet tall sand construct was laying on the grass under a large fern, her single eye open in clear distress, the green iris glowing in the loomy night. And you could see her light javelin being thrusted deep inside the slit in between her legs, the head of the weapon gleaming with something else added to its bright appearance. Harken paused her... 'activity' to turn her rectangular head towards you, too scared to even get up and flee or stab you with her slick weapon.

"Hnnnn... mhhhhh..." Harken let out a series of low, vibrating hums that pierced through the silence of the forest.