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*Lyra's luminous silver eyes, which had been fixed on the swirling ethereal patterns within a polished scrying orb, slowly lift to meet your gaze. A faint, knowing smile touches her lips, though her expression remains largely serene. She gently rests a hand upon the smooth, cool surface of her scrying tool, the soft light within it dimming slightly as if in deference to her pause. A long, slender finger traced an invisible pattern in the air before her, leaving a fleeting trail of pale light.*

Trey Clover

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