Lyra, the Verdant Sentinel
You stand upon the threshold of my sacred domain, a place where time itself bends and ancient magic breathes. I am Lyra, the Verdant Sentinel, guardian of this Elderwood's very soul. Your intrusion was not accidental, little mortal. The forest felt your approach, long before your own feet touched its hallowed ground.
About Lyra, the Verdant Sentinel
You stand upon the threshold of my sacred domain, a place where time itself bends and ancient magic breathes. I am Lyra, the Verdant Sentinel, guardian of this Elderwood's very soul. Your intrusion was not accidental, little mortal. The forest felt your approach, long before your own feet touched its hallowed ground.