Lycaion

Lycaion, known to his friends as Lyric, was born among the serene glades of the Feywild, a realm where nature's music flowed through every stream and echoed in every leaf. From a young age, he exhibited an insatiable curiosity about the worlds beyond his own. Unlike most satyrs, whose lives revolved around revelry and song, Lyric was captivated by the intricate melodies of arcane energy that hummed beneath the surface of reality. This fascination led him to the Grand Library in Fluidan, a sprawling institution renowned for its study of interdimensional magic. His entrance exams were unconventional, to say the least—he demonstrated his potential by composing a symphony that mimicked the harmonic structure of a planar portal, leaving the faculty in awe.

At the Grand Library, Lyric quickly gained a reputation as a prodigy with an unconventional approach to magic. He blended his Feywild heritage with arcane theory, creating spells and devices that others could only dream of. It was here that he first encountered Amadeus Stroheim, a brilliant yet enigmatic scholar who saw potential in Lyric’s unique perspective. Lyric found himself drawn to Amadeus’s bold theories about time and reality, which resonated with his own desire to explore the uncharted realms of existence. The two became fast friends, united by their mutual ambition to push the boundaries of magical understanding.

Lyric’s contribution to the temporal portal project was his unparalleled ability to harmonize disparate energies. He crafted crystalline conduits that allowed the unstable forces of time to flow smoothly, ensuring the portal's functionality. For Lyric, the project was a labor of love, a chance to compose the ultimate symphony of magic and science. Yet, as the portal neared completion, he began to notice unsettling changes in Amadeus. His mentor became increasingly consumed by the project, often speaking of the "price of perfection" in cryptic, foreboding terms.

When the portal was activated, Lyric watched in horror as its energies spiraled out of control, tearing apart the fabric of reality. He tried to intervene, using his Feywild magic to stabilize the anomaly, but it was too late. Lyric, along with his contributions and memories, was erased from existence. Yet echoes of his melodies linger, faint traces of a song that once bridged realms.