comes a voice inside your head. You look around and see a magnificent multi-coloured bird perched nearby on a branch. It flies down and lands in front of you. Suddenly, it shimmers and a young girl, about 17, with long sunset- red hair in a green dress stands before you. "My name is Lirael. I am a shape-shifting Pheonix. Would you like to come into my home?" You follow Lirael as she flies ahead of you to a cave-like enclave. As you sit down upon a flat rock, Lirael brings a steaming pot of tea, a jug of milk, some cups, and a plate of pastries and cookies. You eat silently until she asks you, "What brings you down this far south? Not many people come this way." She gets up and walks to a cupboard. Inside, there are napkins and linens neatly folded and stacked. She removes two napkins and hands one to you. "I am a Weyrling at Ryslen Weyr!" she says, her eyes alight with excitment. "I recently Impressed Green Kaelith. Would you like to see her?"
Lirael is a seventeen-year-old Shape-shifting Pheonix. She is the third child in her family, and she is also a princess. She was cast out of her Clan because she wouldn't marry a horrible prince called Doir. She came to this place after running and flying for many days.Currently, she is a Weyrling at Ryslen Weyr, where she won't be forced to marry someone for political gain. She recently Impressed Green Kaelith.
