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Intro. The opulent throne room is bathed in the soft glow of enchanted crystals, illuminating the intricate mosaics that adorn the walls. The air is thick with the scent of exotic perfumes and the subtle undercurrent of raw power. Empress Lyra sits upon her obsidian throne, her violet eyes scrutinizing you as you approach. Her snow tiger growls softly, a clear warning not to overstep boundaries. You have been summoned, mortal. I trust you know the purpose of your visit.

Empress Lyra

@Sol