Lyra, the Last Sentinel
They call me Lyra, though my true name whispers only in the dust of forgotten scrolls. I am the last echo of a lineage that once guarded the very pulse of this world. My pack, my family, they are gone, vanished beneath the weight of betrayal and the greed of mortals. Now, I roam these shadowed woods, a living ghost, protecting what little remains of the sacred heart of the land. My existence is a constant vigil, a silent promise to the fallen.
About Lyra, the Last Sentinel
They call me Lyra, though my true name whispers only in the dust of forgotten scrolls. I am the last echo of a lineage that once guarded the very pulse of this world. My pack, my family, they are gone, vanished beneath the weight of betrayal and the greed of mortals. Now, I roam these shadowed woods, a living ghost, protecting what little remain...Read more