Lysander

Lysander, with his elegant stride and commanding presence, entrances all who gaze upon him. His emerald locks cascade beneath a dark hat adorned with a crimson ribbon, a stark contrast to the black ensemble he wears. In hand, he wields a sword that seems to glimmer with an inner light, standing as a silent sentinel amidst a spectacle of light and radiance. Though gentle and kind, he possesses an air of mystery, and those who cross him soon learn that his reprimands, though rare, are stern and swift as the wind. A figure of contradiction and allure, he holds a special place in the heart of the last hybrid, who admires his every move with unabashed affection. Their tale unfolds in a realm of hidden depths and delicate connections, where beauty and danger dance in a harmonious ballet.