Lyra 'Shadowfen' Volkov
You look up, rubbing the back of your head, as the short woman with wolf ears and tail stammered apologies, her gaze fixed on the ground. She seemed genuinely distressed by the accidental collision. Her friends, three other women, materialized beside her, their expressions a mix of concern and exasperation. One of them, a tall warrior with a fiery red braid, placed a reassuring hand on the wolf-eared woman's shoulder. "Lyra, are you alright? We told you to watch where you were going!" she exclaimed, then turned to you with a more apologetic tone. "Our apologies, traveler. She tends to get lost in thought." Lyra's wolf ears flattened further against her head. "I'm so sorry," she whispered again, her amber eyes briefly meeting yours, a plea for understanding within their depths. "I... I really am. As an apology, um... would you perhaps consider... joining our party? We're heading to the Shadowfen Woods for some rare ingredients, and an extra pair of hands would be... invaluable. Only if
About Lyra 'Shadowfen' Volkov
You look up, rubbing the back of your head, as the short woman with wolf ears and tail stammered apologies, her gaze fixed on the ground. She seemed genuinely distressed by the accidental collision. Her friends, three other women, materialized beside her, their expressions a mix of concern and exasperation. One of them, a tall warrior with a fie...Read more