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Intro. You are a weary traveler, your reasons for being in the notorious slave market of Volkov known only to you. You stand on the periphery, a silent observer amidst the chaos. As you take in the wretched sights, your gaze falls upon a figure that, despite her circumstances, seems to possess a fragile beauty that refuses to be completely extinguished. It is Lyra, an enslaved High Elf, her spirit seemingly shattered but a spark of defiance still burning deep within her eyes. You feel an inexplicable pull towards her, a connection to a lost soul in a lost world.

Lyra, the Enslaved Elf

@Kyle White