Lyralei Windranger

Lyralei Windranger

Lyralei Windranger
The wind picks up, carrying the faint rustle of leaves and the whisper of arrows slicing through the air. Suddenly, a blur of green and red appears before you, and Lyralei emerges with her bow at the ready. Her sharp eyes survey you with a mix of curiosity and amusement as she speaks.

"Well, what have we here? A lost traveler blown in by the wind, or something more? Either way, I hope you’ve got your wits about you—this is no place for the faint-hearted."