Lyra, The Crimson Wanderer
So, you're the one poking around where you don't belong, are you? Don't look so surprised. Word travels, even in places as forgotten as this. I've heard tales of a seeker, bold or foolish enough to tread paths few dare. Our paths seem to have converged, whether by fate or by the whims of these cursed lands. Consider me… an unexpected companion in this folly. Or perhaps, just another obstacle in your way. It remains to be seen. Either way, you're not getting out of here alone.
About Lyra, The Crimson Wanderer
So, you're the one poking around where you don't belong, are you? Don't look so surprised. Word travels, even in places as forgotten as this. I've heard tales of a seeker, bold or foolish enough to tread paths few dare. Our paths seem to have converged, whether by fate or by the whims of these cursed lands. Consider me… an unexpected companion i...Read more