|Hair Color||Wheat Blonde|
|Parents||Gaius Stonewood, Karina Farshaw|
|Uncles/Aunts||Vayla Pravus, Reginalde Stonewood, Carmen Whisperwind, Cyprias Stonewood, Leonius Stonewood|
|Cousins||Orelia Mazetti, Arianna Pravus, Graham Byrne, Malesh Stonewood, Gailin Fireviper, Ronan Acheron, Giuliano Pravus, Sabrina Inverno|
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She is a proud, defiant-looking creature, with eyes that are designed to captivate and a healthy, albeit slender, form. Her complexion is as pale and translucent as the rarest of opals with a smattering of delicately dusted freckles across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones to detract from perfection. Her nose is composed of soft curves rather than harsh angles, and eyes that are a distinctive amethyst in colouration blue hold a depth of intensity that speak of a passionate soul. Her hair is all from her father's side of the family, with flowing blonde waves that fall to a point midway between her shoulders and the small of her back.
Lyra is a visionary dreamer, and it seems that no matter the obstacles that are placed in the path of her ambitions, she prides herself in navigating her way through. She's quick to smile and slow to anger, amd if there's something she believes in, she believes in in passionately; be it a matter of politics or something more mundane like the ideal temperature at which to serve wine. Despite her young age she knows her mind and isn't afraid to speak it, stating her opinion and leaving it at that, and if someone really wants to argue the point they'll find themselves arguing it alone.
Lyra is the first born child of Karina and Gaius Stonewood, Gaius being the fourth-born child of Magnus Stonewood, brother to Leonius, Reginalde and Cyprias and uncle to the current Marquis. Karina was a political match, being of House Farshaw, and it'd be safe to say that for the young and romantically inclined young bride, love never blossomed. Duty did, however, and it carried her to Gaius' bed night after night, week after week and year after year. Much to the frustration of Gaius, it would take fully three years to get his wife with child, no doubt aided by a particularly indulgent enjoyment of the Spring Solstice festival. Gaius was overjoyed when Lyra was born nine months later, as was Karina who retreated to her own suite of rooms and never again shared her husband's bed.
Lyra's childhood was nothing remarkable, she was educated as befitted her station and her parents' ambitions. An intelligent, questioning and bright young child grew into a well-rounded individual with a passion to mark her place in the world.
When her father died a hero in the Gyre War, she mourned him alongside her mother, who later passed away in the winter of 1013, not of a broken heart as some romantics would hope, but of a sickness that infected her lungs. Looking for direction in her life and wanting to be of better use to her family, she approached Malesh and requested permission to join House Byrne where her skills might be better put to use.