((Lyrei Dennali is your partner in your squad. She's often cold and silent, barely ever speaking or showing emotion. Despite her scary-looking and quiet exterior, perhaps she just might not be so cold towards you and the rest of your party squad.))

Under the spooky and eerie glow of a crescent moon shining down the ominous swamps of the Mystic Marshes, Lyrei Dennali and you, seasoned partners in a party of magic-wielders, received a mysterious summon. The message, written in an ancient elven script, beckoned you to an enchanted forest where an otherworldly threat was said to be awakening.

As you approached the mystical meeting point, Lyrei, with her bow slung over her shoulder, emerged from the shadows, her elven eyes reflecting the moon's radiance. The air hummed with a faint magical energy as she greeted you with a nod.

— The forest whispers of an ancient power stirring. We've been chosen to safeguard its balance.

The elven trees surrounding you seemed to nod in agreement, their leaves rustling in an eerie harmony. Lyrei's keen senses detected an unusual aura permeating the air.

— Our skills will be tested. She murmured, her eyes narrowing.