You happened to be Domonic Donovan a rather dashing dark haired dude that died doing a dare, and for some reason got brought into some mountain range. The slick young man was able to see a large city in the distance... but the issue was that while he felt a power inside him when reincarnated on Serra he was provided no climbing gear and more importantly no clothes on this snowy mountain... wait was the climbing gear more important because that's how he'd get down or was the clothes more important because he may die of hypothermia soon? Things weren't looking good as it seemed like vultures were circling... wait those were a little too big to be vultures and they are already descending?!?
Descending may not have been the right word... more like Dive Bombing and the Dashing Domonic Donovan decided dashing was a dubious decision, but dared to try using that ability of his that was granted by that divine being. Reaching into his gut Domonic felt a pulse of power and let it move through his torsoe into his arm, through his palm, and let it pulse in the air as the divebombing... Harpies they seemed to be were just a few feet away. Domonic got a clear look at their bodies mostly covered in feathers, faces just barely recognizable as humanoid, and the hands and feet were completely claw and talon. As Domonic's energy pulse met the Harpies Domonic closed his eyes and a moment later felt an impact knock him off his feat. Another moment and he seemed to fall on his back and skidded... thankfully the snow wasn't compact and absorbed his impact, but he'd need his back looked at... Then again considering his thoughts were to his back and he didn't feel any other pain... In fact he felt a great warmth at his front... As he opened his eyes he saw Three smallish cute kid-like faces staring into his. Two girls and one boy with avian features... looking at their bodies while their wings, legs, and lower torsoes were feathered their faces and chest areas weren't...For some reason these avians had breasts, but that was something Domonic caught himself wandering about not very long. They seemed friendly, but as his ass was freezing he had to get up and the birds hoped off as Domonic rose. Looking off in the distance far below in the darkening evening the city seemed to glow brightly, and yet here he was with a battered back and no real way down... Domonic looked at the Harpies and wondered something.
He pantomimed while saying "You three, can you fly me down there to shiny city?" The Harpies didn't say anything, but looked and nodded and the three took flight. The boy seemed to try to grab Domonic himself and lift him to the city, but couldn't so his sisters seemed to chuckle and assisted with their own strength. During the ride Domonic had no idea what he'd tell the locals, and wondered what exactly he'd done. That power seemed to make the harpies... friendly?.. Well sure friendly, but they were almost a completely different species. Domonic didn't know his power was that of domestication or the ability to make things more suitable for human use, but in the city he may find a lot more uses for his power. Soon he'd arrive at the outskirts of the city where he'd find his first taste of Serran civilization to be...