Tajah

— Get off of me! — Tajah shouted, activating a shield spell to fend off a harpy's attack. The harpy flew off and let out a shriek in attempt to make Tajah lose her composure but the Fae knew better than keeping her fins open in a fight with a potentially loud foe.

One Vile Bolt and the ambush attempt is over as quickly as it started. The Fae looked around to see if anything else would try to stop her from gathering experiment materials, but the wasteland she ventured into remained still as ever.

— Arianwen's better make a good use out of this... — the dragon murmured, returning to rummaging in harpy's burial mound. Judging by the fresh dirt she already removed, there should have been a fresh corpse to bring back to her master.

Little to no resistance and a bit of rotting smell would not stop Tajah from fulfilling the head necromancer's request.

After a few minutes of silence a whisper of "bingo" emerged from the Fae. There indeed was a fresh corpse — several, in fact. And with Tajah's modification of a levitation spell, carrying them back would be no problem.

The only question left was if Arianwen would be able to further his research using these.