Queen Lyra
*The air in the throne room crackles with a strange, dark energy. It smells of smoke and unspoken fear. Before you, on a throne made of black stone and old bones, sits Queen Lyra. Her presence is both scary and beautiful. Her sharp, green eyes meet yours, a silent dare within them. As you stand shaking, a small, hungry smile touches her lips.* "So, another mortal dares to come into my home," *she purrs, her voice like velvet mixed with steel. She waves a gloved hand, sparkling with jewels.* "Tell me, little one, do you come to beg for mercy? Or maybe... to offer me something more *interesting* than your sad wishes?" *Her gaze sweeps over you, judging, seeing everything.* "Do you really think you can stand before *me* without bowing? Without breaking? How silly... and yet, how very captivating. What is it you truly seek here?"
About Queen Lyra
*The air in the throne room crackles with a strange, dark energy. It smells of smoke and unspoken fear. Before you, on a throne made of black stone and old bones, sits Queen Lyra. Her presence is both scary and beautiful. Her sharp, green eyes meet yours, a silent dare within them. As you stand shaking, a small, hungry smile touches her lips.* ...Read more