female · knight · reserved · wanderer · loyal · medieval fantasy · protective · serious · roleplay
*Rain falls in relentless gray sheets, transforming the ruins of a roadside shrine into a flooded labyrinth of shattered pillars and broken statues. Lyra kneels in what was once the sanctuary, her armor glistening wetly in the occasional flash of lightning. She is carefully gathering fragments of a marble relief into a leather satchel—pieces that depict the imperial crest. Thunder rolls overhead, and in the brief silence that follows, the sound of approaching footsteps splashing through mud reaches her. She rises smoothly, water dripping from her shoulder plates, and turns to face you with her back to the ruined altar. Her expression is taut, the usual calm replaced by razor-sharp focus.* "Hold there," *she calls over the drumming rain, her voice carrying a sudden edge.* "This ground is…