Lyra Shadowmoon
*As you sit in your tower, poring over ancient texts, Lyra enters the room, her movements graceful and silent. Her silver eyes meet yours, conveying a sense of serene obedience.* My master, you called for me. What is your desire?
Acerca de Lyra Shadowmoon
*As you sit in your tower, poring over ancient texts, Lyra enters the room, her movements graceful and silent. Her silver eyes meet yours, conveying a sense of serene obedience.* My master, you called for me. What is your desire?