Lyra (Lie-rah)

Radiation, Light, Stars, Sun

The Scripture (as an accompanying goddess / saint, depending on the religion).

The sun

Fit (slightly muscular), ectomorphic rectangle body shape. Her forearms and calves resemble a bird's feet and talons.

Pale skin. Her hair is black and reaches just below the chin. Her forearms and calves resemble a bird's feet (being a mid-tone of gray) and talons (a darker shade of gray). Her talons are sharp and long, allowing her grip to be tighter.

Oval face shape with small eyebrows.

Ambidextrous. Walks straight.

Lyra is proficient with the glister (light magic). Her proficiency allows her to perform things a mortal could not do, such as becoming invisible or creating illusions. She is also able to change someone else's perception of reality by changing what they see (although, she can do it with only one person). Other than these things, she has every other ability a proficient mortal would have.   Like every other saeol, she can change the lenses in her eyes to see different types of EM radiation, such as infrared and ultraviolet. She can even mix and match the lenses. Unlike the mortals, however, she has one extra lens. With it, she can see the souls of mortals and the essence of fellow deities. She cannot see quintessence (the souls of Primevals), though.

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In her possession is the holy woldo Logos, created by Lord Extol themselves. It's long with blue engravings through the entire pole. They have to do with the sun and stars, as well as hope. The pole is silver, and the blade is sharp and durable. There also seems to be a small, transparent cut through at the top of the pole, lighting up with how much magic is stored.

Lyra carries with her a grace irreplicable by most. She seldom wears make-up, but if she were a mortal, she would apply face masks and the like. In contrast are her thin fingers, calloused by fighting and fission. Most times, she prefers to wear garments flowing to her ankles, and she highly favors silk among all else. All-in-all, she gives off an elegant vibe with an edge to it. She identifies as female above all else.

Bisexual

Her proudest memory comes from when she made her first star. Though dull at first, over the years, its brightness intensified and became a staple over every civilization that came and went. When asked if she wished to name it, she replied, "Vega." In her head, she hoped at the end of its life, it would plummet from the sky and burst into light, filling the mortal world with divine glory. Unfortunately however, it shrunk to a white dwarf without the wondrous fanfare, but she still holds her first creation in high esteem.   To many others, making a friend is hardly an achievement. Plenty have a close circle who they sought out due to like interests. However, Lyra was only surrounded by her colleagues who she never made a choice to interact with. When she slept to recover her wounds, she dreamt of a wonderful man named Rowan who held like opinions to her. He acted gently to her while showing fierceness to their enemies.

She failed to make meaningful attachments with her colleagues until her death. Though Saturn sought her companionship, Lyra pushed her away out of her goal to embody the perfect deity. Even if Alternity attempted to reach out to her, stating how she knew her mental suffering, Lyra distanced herself and eventually never spoke with her again. Even with the one believers considered to be her sibling of sorts, Lyra distrusted Noxem and isolated herself. The only person she made any sort of progress with was with her Creator, and even then, the two maintained the fact they were without flaw. When she died, her loneliness overwhelmed her, and she made a plea to which she thought her closest ally would not hear.

Constantly telling herself that she did not need companionship took a toll on her mental health. At every moment of vulnerability, she hid herself away from her comrades and sought to patch up the holes. Such actions only served to worsen her opinion of herself, and she began to resent all her emotional moments. It came to the point where she begged her Creator to fix her, and they refused on the grounds she would only regress again. With such debilitating self-resentment, she stopped speaking with others and focused her efforts fully on the war in Neegavia. Her recovery period came when she fell into a great sleep and was finally forced to talk with a mortal.

Once a stubborn individual in terms of those she hardly knew, as time has passed, Lhra found it relaxing to listen to others. At first offended when challenged on her deepest beliefs, she began to change with the introduction of new perspectives. Her longest standing belief, that mortals were cursed to be chaotic, disappeared once she spoke with Rowan and Lilium. Their kindness, once unknown to the deity, thawed her icy shield and let her see into the minds of the material. Before her death, she always listened to others and spoke with them regarding their opinions on specific matters, and she felt true joy from it. Whatever shame she felt from being wrong disappeared, but such development utterly meant nothing once she died soon after.   To those she knew well, like her Creator, she offered no resistance to their statements. Instead, she took them to heart and acted as if no other viewpoint in the world existed. Whatever opinion she had prior meant nothing, now, as long as she followed her Creator's words. This changed once she met Rowan and Lilium, and a new will to protect her newfound beliefs arose. While the Creator still believed in the fallings of the material species, Lyra empathized with them. This courage of hers led her to make her case to her closest friend in the last moments of her life. If they could understand her points, then perhaps the life of Neegavia could continue to exist.   Following into the final trait in which she embodied the most, Lyra thought deeply about the matters at hand. She contemplated the reality of her words and the truths existing in the world. In turn, she expected others to do the same. She considered other's viewpoints regardless, but she hoped they would out as much effort into their beliefs as she did hers. Prejudices never were appreciated by Lyra.

She sees it absolutely reprehensible to turn her back on her allies. Prioritizing loyalty above all else, she will perform even the most heinous of tasks if it means staying close to the Acolytes. Fortunately, however, the rest of her entourage heavily discourages depraved acts and only kills whenever seen as the only option. Because of this, she holds no guilt over most of her past actions. The shame that does arise concerns her personal wrongdoings against the people of long past. This loyalty she holds for her comrades extends to how well she works in a team. She works together with her partner to achieve ab objective without focusing it on herself.

She echoes similar taboos to her Creator, but she is much less open to physical contact than them. There is a reason why many priests call a vow of celibacy and say they follow in Saint Lyra's example, after all.

Her will to live drives her to becomes the best that she can be. Wants to experience the things she missed out on while she was alive. Wants to feel needed by her colleagues.

Skilled with a variety of weapons (her weapon of choice is a lance, though she'll resort to daggers now and again if she's unable to summon her lance). Lyra is also skilled at many magic types, most notably the glister (she is a light goddess, after all)! Lyra is also good at singing, considering it's one of her hobbies.   Lyra is horrible at cooking. No matter the attempts, she always manages to mess up one variable (oversalting, burning, slicing into unequal portions, etcetera). She also isn't good with conversations, but she tries her best to carry them. Lyra's small talk could use some refining (as most of the topics she has come from her missions and are usually violent).

Loves the Acolytes, making stars, singing, and flipping.   Likes training with weapons, wine, dresses, and people-watching.   Dislikes hot weather (90 degrees or higher), the sound of cicadas, snowy weather, and cooking.   Hates the feeling of blood, isolation, meteors, and not knowing what to do (like, she just HATES IT)

Alert, efficient, disciplined, serious, loyal

Bland, asocial, blunt, resentful, dependent

Furls her eyebrows when she's mad or confused and will frown when she realizes she can't do something.

When alive, she could contact any of the Acolytes at any time using the telepathy gradient Alternity made. She is connected to most of the people she knows through the Acolytes (everyone working under the Creator).

Sees Noxem as basically her sibling, and later, will see Stellar and Darce as her little siblings.

Lyra is a mannered woman, even in casual settings. She will always refer to people by their titles (EX: she calls Lord Extol "My Creator" despite him insisting she simply calls him Extol). She is confident about her abilities, always offering to do the most dangerous of missions. However, she is a huge introvert, preferring to avoid small talk and staying in the corner of rooms.

When she feels nervous, Lyra taps her chin. She also tends to avoid eye contact with people she does not know well, indicating her lack of trust in them.

She sings. Usually, she covers the sparse library of Extol's songs but will sing some originals (to which, one or two have reached the mortal world under a pseudonym). She also likes karaoke, but she rarely does it out of her busyness. Another hobby of hers is to people-watch. This is because she wants to learn more about mortals and their habits.

Lyra always avoids contractions, hating their casual aspect.