Mrs. Midnight

This harpy was the Queen of Spades within the Royal Flush Gang organisation.

The folklore states that being out in the open streets in the dead of night you are a potential victim to this particular night terror. From out of the darkness of the night sky a winged hunter will snatch up hapless citizens. Their bodies will then be found the following morning up on high rooftops torn to shreds. A key extract from the nursery rhyme goes as follows:"“When the clock strikes twelve, abandon all love.""Your time has run out, death from above.”"Mrs. Midnight during an evening would be perched on the rooftops of the city scanning for her assigned prey. Once locked on she would cover her approach my stalking mid-air under the cover of night. From there the deed was as messy as possible at the designated locations, where best to send a subtle message. When not on the hunt her disposition was spotty at best. Best not awaken her during the day if you did not have the hell to pay.

Her feathers were pitch black and the reason she camouflaged so well in the dark places of the world and excelled at her chosen form of assassination. She had glowing yellow eyes that while in flight have been confused with shooting stars. This harpy also took great pride in sharpening her claws.