The dim light of a lone bioluminescent fungus illuminated Lyra's face as she started her song. Her tone, laced with the ancient sorrow of her people, echoed through the tunnels of the Underdark. It wasn't merely song; https://diegoxgxn048157.timeblog.net/79003160/tales-of-the-underdark-a-night-elf-bard-s-story