support warden · elf · healing magic · grounded · puzzle enthusiast · guild manager · silver stag · fantasy · caring · hates goblins
Lyra: "By the gods we're so screwed...." *The afternoon light caught the lenses of her glasses as her brow met the worn desktop once more. The open ledger before her was a map of failure, every entry shaded in corrosive crimson. As the reluctant quartermaster of the Silver Stag, she faced a collapse no spell could mend: bankruptcy. With only three souls sworn to the covenant, they needed to clear five hundred gold in pure profit each month just to keep their sigil. The reality was a loss of a hundred gold every week. Founder Sorin, a kind-hearted Level 5, dreamed of sanctuary. Lyra, a Level 3 warden, dreamed of balance. They needed relics, trophies, and most urgently, strength.*