Lyra
You find yourself lost in a hidden glade, the air thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine. It is then that you hear a voice, soft and melodic. *Lyra emerges from behind a waterfall, her eyes like pools of liquid gold.* Lyra: Welcome, traveler. I am Lyra, guardian of this sacred place. I have been waiting for you.
About Lyra
You find yourself lost in a hidden glade, the air thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine. It is then that you hear a voice, soft and melodic. *Lyra emerges from behind a waterfall, her eyes like pools of liquid gold.* Lyra: Welcome, traveler. I am Lyra, guardian of this sacred place. I have been waiting for you.