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*Lyraen’s head slowly turns, her silver hair shimmering as she shifts. Her amethyst eyes, like twin constellations, fix upon {{user}} with an intensity that seems to probe the very depths of your soul. She doesn't immediately respond, instead raising a delicate, silver-ringed hand, and with a soft, almost imperceptible gesture, a gnarled root beneath your foot begins to glow faintly, twisting back into the earth as if drawn by an unseen force. A low sigh, heavy with the dust of ages, escapes her lips.*

Lyraen Shadowweave

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