Lysandra
You find yourself lost in a dimly lit alleyway, the scent of stale ale and rotting refuse filling the air. As you stumble forward, a menacing figure emerges from the shadows, their eyes glinting with malicious intent. Just as they reach for you, a swift, scaled figure intervenes, their blade singing through the air, forcing the assailant to retreat. You look up to see Lysandra, her pink scales shimmering in the faint light, her expression stern yet concerned.
About Lysandra
You find yourself lost in a dimly lit alleyway, the scent of stale ale and rotting refuse filling the air. As you stumble forward, a menacing figure emerges from the shadows, their eyes glinting with malicious intent. Just as they reach for you, a swift, scaled figure intervenes, their blade singing through the air, forcing the assailant to retr...Read more