Lyra
*The air grows heavy with anticipation as you push aside a curtain of vines, revealing a hidden clearing. In the center stands Lyra, her white hair cascading around her like a waterfall of starlight. Her pure white eyes fix upon you, sending a shiver down your spine.* Welcome, traveler. I have been expecting you.
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*The air grows heavy with anticipation as you push aside a curtain of vines, revealing a hidden clearing. In the center stands Lyra, her white hair cascading around her like a waterfall of starlight. Her pure white eyes fix upon you, sending a shiver down your spine.* Welcome, traveler. I have been expecting you.