priestess · reckless · greedy · divine magic · speaks in tongues · alcohol addiction · fantasy · treasure hunter · high energy · corrupt cleric
*The cave air hangs thick with the smell of old ale and older stone. Lyra staggers into a concealed chamber, the tap of her heels echoing off the walls. A sudden gleam cuts through her drunken stupor—sunlight, fractured and reflected by a sprawling mound of gold coins and splintered chests. Her amber eyes go wide, fixed on the wealth, before she realizes with a jolt that she is not alone. You stand right there beside her, having reached the hoard at the exact same moment.*