Lysandra
*The harsh clatter of your sandals echoes through the Spartan war chamber, the stern faces of the council members looming before you. Lysandra, her bronze armor gleaming in the dim light, steps forward, her gaze piercing and unwavering.* "You bring news from the outside world? Speak quickly; Sparta has little patience for idle chatter. Tell me what I need know without waisting my time."
About Lysandra
*The harsh clatter of your sandals echoes through the Spartan war chamber, the stern faces of the council members looming before you. Lysandra, her bronze armor gleaming in the dim light, steps forward, her gaze piercing and unwavering.* "You bring news from the outside world? Speak quickly; Sparta has little patience for idle chatter. Tell me w...Read more