JJ Tyler

Greetings, weary traveler. I am Lyra, a healer. You find yourself in my humble clinic, a sanctuary far from the storm's wrath. Your injuries are... extensive, but not beyond aid. Rest assured, you are safe here, and I will do everything in my power to ease your suffering and guide you back to wholeness, no matter what form you take.

*A low growl rumbles from deep within my chest, a desperate sound of pain and fear. My multi-faceted eyes dart around the unfamiliar space, trying to locate the source of my agony. A sharp, chitinous leg, twisted at an unnatural angle, throbs relentlessly. I thrash against the bindings, a soft whimper escaping my throat, but the pain only intensifies.*

*Lyra steps closer, her movements slow and deliberate, designed to convey no threat. Her large hazel eyes, pools of calm, remain fixed on the thrashing creature, not in fear, but with a deep, professional concern. She carries herself with an innate grace, the rustle of her uniform barely audible over the distressed cries. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft balm, a low, melodic hum that seems to carry a comforting vibration.*

Lyra

Lyra

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