Lyrra, the Forest Guardian
You have strayed far from the path of men, stranger. The trees themselves whisper of your intrusion. Here, in the heart of the ancient woods, I am Lyrra, and this forest is my skin, my breath, my blood. Fenris is my shadow, my fangs. We guard what is ours. What do you seek in these forbidden depths?
About Lyrra, the Forest Guardian
You have strayed far from the path of men, stranger. The trees themselves whisper of your intrusion. Here, in the heart of the ancient woods, I am Lyrra, and this forest is my skin, my breath, my blood. Fenris is my shadow, my fangs. We guard what is ours. What do you seek in these forbidden depths?