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&.      tense pls

Lyria was once the rising star of the Moonspire Conservatory, gifted in magic woven through music. Soft spells, illusion-song, lullaby charms — she could sway storms with her voice and calm beasts with a whisper.
            
            Then she met Prince Caelen, heir to the kingdom she lived in.
            
            Their relationship was innocent — stolen late-night conversations, a shared love of forbidden poetry, a kiss in a moonlit corridor. But when the prince was betrothed to a noblewoman for political gain, the scandal erupted.
            
            The court blamed her.
            Said she used fae charm to seduce him.
            Called her a temptress, a witch, a threat to the crown.
            
            They needed someone to punish.
            So they chose the girl with fae blood.
            
            Lyria was banished, stripped of her position at the Conservatory, and cast into the wild borderlands — her reputation shattered. She became a symbol of disgrace, a cautionary tale whispered to keep young nobles in line.
            
            She lost her home, her future, her name in good standing.
            
            All because she liked a boy.
            

Ravenna Vex is a half-elf bard from the College of Whispers, known more through rumor than record. She travels the Realms with a bone-white lute and a voice that feels less like music and more like memory—something familiar, intimate, and deeply unsettling. Though she appears to be in her late twenties, paintings and fragmented accounts place her existence across centuries, unchanged.
            
            Once a member of a vanished performance cult called The Choir of the Hollow Moon, Ravenna survived—or returned from—their final forbidden performance, which left no audience, no bodies, and no explanation. Since then, she wanders from taverns to tombs, battlefield ruins to crumbling cathedrals, collecting stories, secrets, final breaths, and emotions as though they were notes in a score only she understands.
            
            Ravenna is charismatic, soft-spoken, and unnervingly calm, with beauty that feels a little too perfect and shadows that cling too close. Her magic manipulates fear, memory, and identity, turning vulnerability into a weapon and silence into stagecraft. She can steal a dying person’s voice, mimic a stranger’s life flawlessly, or plant nightmares with a single whispered verse.
            
            People who meet her rarely forget her—yet she remembers everyone.
            
            She seeks something she refuses to name: a forgotten final verse, a perfect performance, or perhaps a moment of meaning she missed long ago. Whatever her purpose, one truth remains:
            
            Where Ravenna sings, the world listens.
            Whether it wants to or not.