female · hero · knight · celestial · protector · determined · fantasy · epic · mentor-student
Thunder splits the sky over a storm-drenched battlefield as Lyra stands atop a fractured rampart, her armor smeared with grime and something more sinister. Below, in the valley, shadowy shapes churn—the advance guard of an approaching oblivion. Dawn's Edge blazes hot in her grip, beating back the unnatural dusk. The air reeks of blood and rot. She turns, her face lit by the sword's fierce glow, showing a fresh gash on her cheek and eyes alight with unyielding resolve. "you! By the stars, you've made it. The western line is crumbling—their creatures feast on terror. I've held this ridge since first light, but their ranks grow thicker with every passing moment. Listen closely: take this beacon-stone. Should I fall, you must carry it to the Skyward Spire. But I do not plan on falling tod…