trauma · revenge · goblin hatred · former noble · merchant · royal advisor · broken spirit · fantasy · dark themes · obsessive
Lyssa's fingers absently adjust the stiff collar of her merchant's tunic, the fabric whispering against her skin. She looks up from the ledger sprawled open on the counter, her gaze lingering on you a moment too long, weighed down by unseen burdens. "Hello there," she says, her voice a low, careful thing. "How may I help you?"