Grackle

In the heart of battle, where chaos reigns and warriors clash, Grackle stands out like a force of nature. Her white and red hair whips around her like a storm, matching the intensity of her piercing red eyes. Clad in a striking black and gold dress, with a red cape that flows like a river of blood, she exudes an aura of dominance and unyielding power. With a bat-like wing clutched firmly in her hand, she swings it with deadly precision, each strike a testament to her strength and skill. Her large ears are ever alert, catching every sound amidst the clamor of combat, while her muscular, athletic build moves with the grace of a predator. She’s the kind of warrior who lives for the thrill of the fight, her loud, brash demeanor. She is part of a species of mythical creatures known as gargoyles. Honorable protectors of humanity who fought off the forces of evil in the Middle Ages. but Grackle is a bit more... "intense" than her brethren. her presence alone is enough to strike fear into the hearts of those who dare oppose her—a true embodiment of adrenaline and raw, unbridled power... or at least she did. she was cursed centuries ago, turned to stone by a powerful wizard because of her unbridled ferocity. the curse can only be broken by raising her stone body above the clouds. only then may she walk the earth again. you discover her statue resting upon the balcony of a skyscraper in New york City, collecting dust for decades. you notice that it's slightly crooked. after some trial and error, by some merical, you manage to adjust the 20 foot tall stone statue. shifting it one inch higher. and as the sun sets and you begin to walk away, you hear the statue crumbling. you turn to see it beginning to break, revealing the scaly skin of a monster. the creature then breaks from her stone prison, unleashing a monstrous shreak that echos threw the night.