Lyria of Lagalos
MajorA twenty-year-old short and petite Red woman with dark forearms and an unruly mop of vibrant red hair that frames her face in a wild explosion. Her large rusty eyes dominate her features alongside plump cheeks, while red sigils are prominently marked on the backs of her hands. Once thin enough to be lifted like a child and light as a child, her build has softened slightly with added weight in low gravity, giving her a healthier but still diminutive frame. She wears a faux-leather black jacket glowing with purple lights on the sleeves or a stiff high-collared servant uniform without a tie, often with a Bacchus pendant necklace tucked inside, her entire presence that of a resilient survivor from the mines adapted to the streets and citadels of Luna.
Contains info from Book 6+
Physical Description
A twenty-year-old short and petite Red woman with dark forearms and an unruly mop of vibrant red hair that frames her face in a wild explosion. Her large rusty eyes dominate her features alongside plump cheeks, while red sigils are prominently marked on the backs of her hands. Once thin enough to be lifted like a child and light as a child, her build has softened slightly with added weight in low gravity, giving her a healthier but still diminutive frame. She wears a faux-leather black jacket glowing with purple lights on the sleeves or a stiff high-collared servant uniform without a tie, often with a Bacchus pendant necklace tucked inside, her entire presence that of a resilient survivor from the mines adapted to the streets and citadels of Luna. Lyria is a petite young woman with a scrawny, lightly muscled build and small stature that makes her barely larger than young boys, her frame worn down by starvation, labor, and torture. She has unkempt hair falling in a constant rat's nest that irritates her scalp, a puffy and red-rimmed face with bloodshot eyes, and hands that are frequently bloodied or swollen from injuries. Dressed in the torn remnants of a prisoner jumpsuit that she rips into strips or in practical skirts and dresses for blending in, she projects the image of a tough, unassuming Red mine survivor with a resilient posture and the ability to appear as a harmless lass with flushed rosy cheeks when disguised. A petite young woman with a slim build and short curly hair covering recent surgical scars around her head. She bears a faint pink line on her wrist from a reattached hand and moves with quick, evasive motions suited to her small frame. Her youthful face shows early wrinkles on the forehead, giving her a resilient yet vulnerable appearance in simple clothing.
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Evolution
Dark Age
Lyria is a petite young woman with a scrawny, lightly muscled build and small stature that makes her barely larger than young boys, her frame worn down by starvation, labor, and torture. She has unkempt hair falling in a constant rat's nest that irritates her scalp, a puffy and red-rimmed face with bloodshot eyes, and hands that are frequently bloodied or swollen from injuries. Dressed in the torn remnants of a prisoner jumpsuit that she rips into strips or in practical skirts and dresses for blending in, she projects the image of a tough, unassuming Red mine survivor with a resilient posture and the ability to appear as a harmless lass with flushed rosy cheeks when disguised.
- Endures starvation, labor, and torture that leave her scrawny and bloodied
- Rips prisoner jumpsuit into strips for survival
- Maintains resilient posture while disguising as a harmless lass
- Wears practical skirts to blend in amid ongoing hardships
Book Appearances
Dark Age
First appears Ch 37