|Memories surged, like the waves after the rain, a sweet, sweet serenade|
And the slave became as beautiful as a queen
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: Anyone that can be reasoned with, should be... Though some are too old for reason and get lost in their own duplicities.
: They've always thought they've known best. And oh, the blood they've spilled convincing!
: My confidence is misplaced.
: How far I've come... And how far I could bring you, as well.
: The shadow reaches where light dares not.
: 1 This is just pageantry. Why take that step? The world is apparently obliged to careen towards destruction without them.
: Stay there, or come back. I can help.
: They have forgotten the truths that once gave them power.
: Those times are gone. But we shall assure the world NEVER forgets what it has lost.
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Calm seas to you. Friends. Lovers. But to my enemies... May you drown beneath the waves.
Circle of the Grey Moon
Latona: 2 The Moon to my Sea... My ebb, my flow. They are yours to command.
Duibheasa: This is the weight of the promise we made.
Aed: You've gone. I assume my words bore fruit... The door will ever be open for you.
Titania: So similar. So different. So interesting to me.
Lana: Your Queen and I are not like to get along. But your perspectives... They are valuable. I quite like you.
Trace: Echo's. As such, you will also enjoy my protection.
Friends, Outsiders, Enemies
Nadira: I trust you'll keep our arrangement sacred.
June: I never expected the nightmare to come for you again. But, now, there's no turning back.
Typhanie: I'll always owe you... But where ARE you?
Xiu: You'll do.
Steele: You and I are total opposites. But... That's alright. Balance is a threefold thing.
Celia: It can't have been without reason... I'm so sorry.
Eloise: How I sometimes miss being your next door neighbor.
Declan: You ought to understand.
Catrin: I'm doing what we once said we couldn't... I can protect them now. I wish you could see it.
Eliora: May your greener pastures not be filled with poison.
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|Streetwise 3: You've heard about the O'shannon family in Chula Vista. You don't know much about their hierarchy, or if they have any kind of leadership. But they certainly seem to be taking orders from somebody.
Streetwise 5: It's not a myth anymore. Almost all of the cartel presence in Chula Vista has been pushed out by the O'shannon family of the Irish mob, and that family is headed up by Lyra herself. She's been exceptionally visible to people at this level of knowing, likely to make some kind of point.
Legitimate Business: Lyra is the owner of the Lady of the Lakes in Chula Vista. An upscale Celtic pub in the Lakes district, and the Lucky Shamrock card room in the Downtown district.
Resonance, Magick and Taint: Something about Lyra's magick feels... Off. She possesses an extremely potent Entropic resonance, which may be offputting to some- and cause for concern for others. She carries an extremely potent wyrm taint, which is sure to warrant questioning.
War: The Ascension War is not over. Lyra has been very vocal about this. Want a job? She can damn well find one for you.
Strict Paradigm: I do not practice or condone purple paradigm approaches to Mage. I hold myself to strict guidelines, and certain things are out of the bounds of said paradigm. I will not magic away all problems, because I am not able to. Not always. Herbs and reagents are necessary, and galdr can only accomplish so much. Worry not for 'lolfixing' from me. THIS DOES NOT MEAN: That Lyra will not have daily preparations, or prepare for a situation she expects may be dangerous. Lyra has been through a great deal of shit and KNOWS a great deal of shit. Of course she's going to take precautions. What this DOES mean is: Conflict will not be whisked away with a magic wand. Mage is still Mage. Lyra's paradigm is Celtic Traditional Witchcraft, in the style of Arthurian Legends and Celtic myth. The voice can manifest quick effects, as can gesture and will. Extended ritual is required for more involved, or impressive effects. Typically herbal mixtures, or ritualistic traditions., though the circumstances can vary.
What the Heck's Nephandic Taint?: Not a thing she has anymore! That's what it is!
Call of the Ocean: Lyra is seen with more and more regularity on the shores of some large water bodies... Staring. Dipping her toes in. Singing. She quite likes the sea!
Disclaimer: Roleplay with Lyra carries some risks with it. One of these risks sits firmly in the reality that this character is not a nice person. Lately, even, person may be growing further and further from an entirely accurate way to refer to her. She has a different way of looking at things and, as such, will make decisions she sees as pragmatic within her worldview. Wyrm characters can absolutely hang out. Anyone can hang out. Just be careful!
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