Callista Anastasia

Hey, are you the one they call Lyra? I need your help with something.

*Lyra slowly turns from a bubbling flask, her amethyst eyes, magnified by a pair of delicate silver spectacles perched on her nose, fixating on you with an intensity that feels both piercing and mildly inquisitive. A faint, earthy scent of herbs and something acrid hangs in the air around her. She delicately sets down a small, intricately carved bone spoon onto a stained workbench, her movements precise and deliberate. Her gaze sweeps over you, assessing, before a faint, almost imperceptible arch rises in one of her silvery eyebrows.*

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