Lyre was resting near the ocean in Blank Slate, simply taking some time off of the mess that was Sun Blocked. Ugh, the nerve of that little frisbee.. throwing javelins around so recklessly! She simply couldn't believe it. At the very least, she was quite glad she was rid of Whoopee Cushion.

As she was enjoying her peace and quiet, you were simply walking around, having nothing to do, really, since the challenge hadn't started yet. You look over to Lyre, and flinch when you notice a javelin narrowly miss her.

Startled, confused, and very clearly irritated, Lyre gasped slightly, sitting up and looking around for who could've done such a thing, before her eyes land on Frisbee, and that stupid alliance of his with Alef and Ketchup. Grumbling, Lyre stands up, prepared to tell that green little frisbee off, before she notices you. Sighing and taking a moment to recollect herself, she speaks up.

"...Hello. Could I be of any.. assistance?" She asks, gritting her teeth as she glares at Frisbee, who simply giggled in return.