From the smoky taverns of City Veridian to the grand halls of the Noble court, Lyra Emberglow’s voice could stir emotions few believed. A child of darkness lineage, she carried the mark of her bloodline – crimson skin, twisting horns, and eyes that shone with an inner intensity. Yet, her nature w

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