After the attack The Warden used the distraction to skewer the harpy on it spear. The bird hybrid gave again the hollowing shriek and dropped down to the cliff's bottom along side it's friends.
The entire cliff side was filled with shreecks and screams of the other harpies.
The Warden quickened his pace:
"We better get on with the quest and fast. Before we are overwhelmed by those monsters!"
As they progressed forward cliffside started to lead them towards the top, the stone tree forest. Nobody knew why those rocks so much tree's or why are those tree's made of rock, but it's like heaven to those fiendish creatures. The reason they were so many is because of a punishment brought by the wardens for centuries. They tight up prisoners who are sentenced to death at the top of the Warden's keep to be eaten alive by the harpies.
Lubomir hid behind a rock and overlooked the nesting grounds . There were too many of them. He picked up a watch and smiled:
"It's about time."
Suddenly a creepy bell was heard bringing all harpies to silence. Like on command most of them flew back towards the Warden keep.
Lubomir gave a signal and began to move forward quietly :
"We have only a half a hour to collect the eggs."

"Let's just say, besides my desire to travel and help those in need, the King asked me personally to aid the tavern. He wishes to seeit's success with one of his own joined in to give it glory. These foul demons have been devouring our world slowly, the King just wants us to end it." he said as he grinned as he patted his emblem on his shoulder. As he followed the man he listened to the distant Harpy race as their cries could be heard easly to a mere mortal. If there was one thing that someone could avoid, these would be that. He quickly unsheathed his sword as he noticed three of the males had soared down at them. There wasn't much room for them to combat the beasts on, so he held the Claymore in a defensive stance, as he parried one of them away. They needed a ranged attack, and then thats when it hit him. "Prepare yourself and hold your ground. A strong wind is about to pick up friend." he announced as he ran his left hand down the blade as a crest ignited in his hand. "EDGE BREAKER!" he yelled as he swung the claymore as hard as he could, the sword producing a crescent light edge slicing through the wind at a high speed and riping the two most closest Harpies in two. Their dying cries echoed as their bodies plummeted into the rocky valley below. The wind around them picked up as Valeros regained his stance, some of the rocks on the side of the cliff crumbling. It was a dangerous move, but these two men weren't fresh to cautionary combat.

The Warden was surprised to see such a wealthy guild member trying out for the tavern missions. Last time he remembered him, he was joining the king warband. He rose from his seating location dusted off him self. Raising a eyebrow he greeted him:
"Yes. it was me. Warden Lubomir Kostadinov, pleased to meet you . Seems strange to such a high stature guild member coming down to hunt in the inn. Why don't you tell me why what make you take up this kind of job while i lead you to the nesting ground."
He lead the knight through the cliffs. Ledge was realy steeped and on one side led towards a gravely grave at the bottom, while the other was covered in gagged rocks which looked like they could rip iron.
After about 10-20 minute's along side the cliff face the party was ambushed by 3 harpies, all males. There heads where horrid. Looked like humans with out a soul. They talons where still read from their last kill.
Warden Lubomir thanks to his light armor was able to pick up his spear, but his shield was out of reach. He took a defensive stance, which was weaker since he could not move the spear freely and his shield was out of reach. Lubomir started to poke about the three harpies .
"Don't get too aggressive. Just one pull from them and we will paint the bottom of this canyon in red!"

Valeros had finally made his way to the cliff regions as the cold and desolate winds began to pick up. He adjusted his cape as it ruffled in the wind, smelling the icy breath of the mountains. He hadn't been in this area for a long time, two years to be exact. Silvia and himself had brought in a bigtime fugitive wanted by Soflat for multiple warrents. Now he is back, this time for a hunt and mission. He rested his hand on the Soflat Imperial Claymore sheathed on his left waist as he noticed a male not far off from his location. "You must be my new partner, friend. Valeros Avondale of the Soflate Imperial Knigts. I believe we've met before." he said as he looked familiar. "You were the warden who took in Falsh Borgan off our hands two years ago. How you be?" he asked as he stood there.