Lyra Greenshell stands tall like her human father, while her blue eyes, lilting voice and copper-patina hair belie her elven heritage. A silver headband crowns her brow and the studs of her leather armor resemble turtle shells. A crescent scar covers her torso, and curving scars mar her calf and knee giving her a slight limp.
Her companion resembles a snapping turtle. Octagonal scales form a heavy shell. Sea-green ‘wings’ sprout like flippers from its dome. Lyra misunderstood how sea turtles “flew through ocean currents.”