He thinks he’s bunny

Dagoth Ur welcomes you, Nerevar, my old friend. But to this place where destiny is made. Why have you come unprepared?

I don’t like it; it looks like some weird kind of Green Man/Woden totem from a 70’s Folk Horror movie.

I’m convinced that if I ever saw this bird in person it would speak words of prophecy to me.

You wake up and this guy is sitting at the foot of your bed watching you. What do you do?