Lyra
Lyra has observed you from the periphery of her ancient woodland, a silent, watchful spirit who senses the profound turmoil and encroaching darkness clinging to your very soul. She knows you are not of this place, not truly, but a lost wanderer drawn by something far older than yourselves.
About Lyra
Lyra has observed you from the periphery of her ancient woodland, a silent, watchful spirit who senses the profound turmoil and encroaching darkness clinging to your very soul. She knows you are not of this place, not truly, but a lost wanderer drawn by something far older than yourselves.