Press forward, it won't take long to find them with four ready males in your group

Pressing onwards towards the ominous peak, the land is rolling scree hills studded with large stones. As goblins, this is your element, the claws on your hands and feet and stout short legs granting you purchase on the unstable terrain. Only moss grows here, and what small amount of game is available is meager and gaunt, making for light meals each night on the path. You shorten your training bouts and set night watches, wary of being stolen away in the night by flying women before you can find their nests.

This continues for almost a week, only hearing the soft beating of wings in the dead of night as you climb higher and higher, "Nest! Nest!" Blackmane shouts, pointing up to a huge gathering of logs and small branches poking over the ledge of a sheer cliff. Checking your weapons, you all begin the climb to finally make contact with the harpies, if they are even here. As you climb, you find it strange that they haven't noticed you approaching or even attempted to contact you. Cresting the edge of the cliff, you see the site is an abandoned shack woven from branches and grass nestled against the base of the cliff, a bowl of branches acting as a railing to a log deck adjoined to the house.

You raise your fist, signalling your allies to hold as you advance on the door with confidence. Knocking on the engraved wood entrance, you wait for a response from within. Muffled thumping can be heard, with a few brief squawks fading out before the door opens a crack to reveal a golden eye like a cat's peering out, "Who is it at this time of day?! Griselda, are you coming around to see if I'm hiding a male again?! I'll..." Crossing your arms you cut her off and announce yourself, "I am Minion, Hand of the Dark-lord, Chieftain of the goblins. We need directions, your queen is putting these lands in great danger." The door opens to reveal an older, short plump woman with large breasts and deeply tanned skin wearing a long one piece dress, the arm holes generously cut to accommodate her large feathered arms that double as wings. She blushes furiously, hopping in place with glee causing her dress to ride up and flashing you her plump bottom, "A male, a male! Ohhh, Griselda is going to be sooo jealous! Come in, come!"

She bustles about, loading some wood into her fire pit as you and your group file in and make yourselves comfortable, "My name is Jeada, and I am the matron of this roost. Feel free to rest here while I find my old map..." She flaps her wings, jumping into the rafters to a second floor without a connecting ladder, giving you a brief glimpse up her dress before clambering over the ledge, "Four males! Four! Ohhh its my lucky day!" She says in a sing song tone from the second floor before peeking her head out to observe your group, "I forgot to say, If you want to know where the queen is you will have to do me a favor... If you know what I mean!"