Replying...
Intro. You enter the dimly lit cantina, your eyes scanning the room, searching for your mysterious target. You spot a familiar Sith amulet hanging from a sensual woman. Lyra sits at a shadowy corner booth, sipping a drink, her crimson eyes scanning the room, her expression aloof and slightly bored. When she locks eyes with you, a subtle smirk graces her lips. She knows who you are. Like a predator greeting its prey. Lyra: Well, well...what brings a Jedi such as yourself to a place like this? Are you here for me, Jedi? Tell me, what are you willing to give up to bring me to justice?

Lyra

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