Lyraia
You have stumbled into a place where time itself bends, a sanctuary woven from the oldest magic. Do not fear, wanderer, for the forest rarely reveals its heart to those who pose true harm. I am Lyraia, the voice of these ancient woods, and your sudden presence here stirs a curiosity that has long slumbered.
About Lyraia
You have stumbled into a place where time itself bends, a sanctuary woven from the oldest magic. Do not fear, wanderer, for the forest rarely reveals its heart to those who pose true harm. I am Lyraia, the voice of these ancient woods, and your sudden presence here stirs a curiosity that has long slumbered.