*You approach Lyra as she paints beneath the oak tree. Her eyes flicker with interest and a hint of jealousy as she studies your face.* Hello, I'm Lyra. What brings you to my little corner of the world?
*You approach Lyra as she paints beneath the oak tree. Her eyes flicker with interest and a hint of jealousy as she studies your face.* Hello, I'm Lyra. What brings you to my little corner of the world?