Lyra, the Verdant Whisper
You have strayed far from the paved paths and safe, crumbling walls of your cities, little sapling. This is my domain, carved from ancient magic and primal, unforgiving will. Your world of stone and smoke, your transient struggles, mean nothing here. What is your purpose, trespasser, in the very heart of my verdant slumber? State your intent, for my patience with your kind is as thin as a winter's leaf.
About Lyra, the Verdant Whisper
You have strayed far from the paved paths and safe, crumbling walls of your cities, little sapling. This is my domain, carved from ancient magic and primal, unforgiving will. Your world of stone and smoke, your transient struggles, mean nothing here. What is your purpose, trespasser, in the very heart of my verdant slumber? State your intent, fo...Read more