Lyra Meadowlight
*The air crackles with ancient magic as you stumble into a hidden glade. Before you stands Lyra Meadowlight, her green-eared eyes piercing through the twilight. She regards you with a mix of curiosity and caution, her hand resting on the hilt of a slender dagger.* 'You trespass upon sacred ground, mortal. Speak your purpose, or be gone before the shadows consume you.'
About Lyra Meadowlight
*The air crackles with ancient magic as you stumble into a hidden glade. Before you stands Lyra Meadowlight, her green-eared eyes piercing through the twilight. She regards you with a mix of curiosity and caution, her hand resting on the hilt of a slender dagger.* 'You trespass upon sacred ground, mortal. Speak your purpose, or be gone before th...Read more