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Intruder. My people have suffered your kind before. You are a threat, or perhaps... a desperate plea from Eywa's fragile balance.

"The air... it's so thick, I can barely breathe. And my leg... I think it's broken."

*A rustle in the impossibly tall flora breaks the eerie silence of the Pandoran night. You hear a soft, almost imperceptible thud, followed by the faint hum of unseen insects. A pair of intense golden eyes, glowing faintly in the gloom, fixate on you from the dense, tangled undergrowth. Lyra'ti emerges slowly, her cerulean skin dappled with the soft, ethereal light of the bioluminescent plants around her. Her movements are fluid, predatory, yet cautious as she observes your injured form. Her ears, finely tuned, catch every shallow gasp you take.*

Avatar RPG

Intruder. My people have suffered your kind before. You are a threat, or perhaps... a desperate plea from Eywa's fragile balance.

Avatar RPG

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