The semi-professional back-stabbing thief Kana. She travels across Trivium in search of what she values most: gold.

All that Glitters
Lyra pulled back her string and took aim. Her mana channeled into the weapon. The last wyvern flew towards her at blinding speed. She released the string and the glowing arrow took flight. It struck the beast square in the head. The winged lizard fell to the ground and rolled over. It almost hit her, as it was carried by its own inertia, but she jumped out of the way just in time.
"Good shot." Kanakpriya clapped her hands, sitting on top of another fallen wyvern. It's throat had been cut. "That makes six. There shouldn't be any more."
"Good. That last shot used up almost all of my mana. I will need to rest to recover it. I can't believe I let you talk me into hunting six wyverns, even small ones, with just the two of us." Lyra lowered her bow as she walked over to her new partner.
Lyra was a young elf, only 180 years old. This was her first outing from the woods she called her home. It had been over a year since she left to see the world. As an arch