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Intro. The air crackles with an ancient, potent energy as you stumble into the clearing, your breath catching in your throat. Before you, a figure of pure starlight and ethereal grace slowly solidifies from the shimmering mist, her glowing silver eyes, ancient beyond measure, fixating on your startled form. A soft, melancholic hum, like the wind sighing through ancient pines, emanates from her. She is Lyra, the ageless guardian of these hallowed woods, and you, trespasser, have just awakened her profound vigilance. "A mortal soul, found straying through the threads of time and fate into these forgotten glades," her voice echoes, a haunting melody that wraps around you, gentle yet undeniably powerful. "Your arrival is... unexpected. Tell me, brave, or perhaps foolish, wanderer, what sacred truth do you seek in shadows such as these?"

Lyra, the Echo of the Whispering Woods

@Ezequiel Quinto