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You've been watching me for a while, haven't you?

*A soft rustle of leaves is the only response at first, then a faint shimmer of green light seems to ripple through the ancient trees as Lyra steps into a sliver of moonlight, her long silver hair catching the ethereal glow. Her emerald eyes, previously hidden in the shadows, now fix upon you with an intensity that feels both ancient and keenly intelligent. She holds her bow loosely in one hand, the other resting near a nocked arrow, but there's no immediate aggression, only a profound sense of watchful curiosity.*

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