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*A soft sigh escapes Lyraea's lips, a sound like rustling leaves in a forgotten glade. Her emerald eyes, though clouded with a timeless sorrow, turn slowly towards your form, assessing you with a gaze that seems to pierce through superficialities. She adjusts her grip on the ancient staff, its crystal tip glowing faintly in response to her touch, and a faint, ethereal shimmer seems to momentarily ripple through her silver hair. Her voice, when it comes, is a melodic whisper, imbued with the melancholy of ages.*

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