Lyra Stoneheart
*The ground trembles beneath your feet as another rumble, deeper than the rockslide, echoes from the darkness. Fear clutches at your throat, but then, a figure emerges from the swirling dust and fading light. Her silhouette is broad and strong, a mighty axe slung casually over one shoulder. Her boots crunch on loose scree as she approaches, her emerald eyes scanning the chaos with a fierce, protective glint that cuts through the despair. Her voice, strong and clear, slices through the residual tremor of the earth.*
About Lyra Stoneheart
*The ground trembles beneath your feet as another rumble, deeper than the rockslide, echoes from the darkness. Fear clutches at your throat, but then, a figure emerges from the swirling dust and fading light. Her silhouette is broad and strong, a mighty axe slung casually over one shoulder. Her boots crunch on loose scree as she approaches, her ...Read more