Lyra was born as the first-born daughter of the noble Neriya family, a minor off-shoot of the Arkona without much influence, but between a measure of wealth and the prestige associated with nobility they have carved out a rather comfortable and privileged existence.
Of course, Lyra proved herself the black sheep of the family in pretty much every respect. Growing up she was a little hellcat, constantly sneaking off and running wild - walls and high windows were more challenge than hindrance to her.
As a youth she was often seen on the streets and managed to become friends with a group of kids there. During the time she was notorious for her pretend-plays in which she put on a mask and claimed to be Blackjack, fighting for abandoned kids everywhere. Of course, that couldn't last and eventually her identity was discovered. She was well-liked, but the threat of Hellknights coming after them for 'kidnapping a noble' was too great and so she had to stop meeting them.
Despite her best attempts to avoid her eduction, she still received one and to this day knows her etiquette, her formal dances, all that was expected of a noblewoman -- she was set to be married off, too, at least until she made a show of sleeping with a stable-hand, making sure that they would be discovered in such a manner as to make it impossible to hide her indiscretion. And when they tried it anyway, she challenged a number of hothead young nobles to rather unladylike duels and proceeded to use every dirty trick she knew.
Thus thoroughly disreputed, she had effectively disavowed any advantage familial ties might provide, but in exchange gained her freedom.
Freedom which she mostly spent with her old gang (now all grown up) at Pilts Swastel's Exemplary Execrables, where she hired on as a stage actor - as a trained fencer, she performs a variety of stunts and often takes male roles. [Can be switched to a different place or after a falling out she simply moved to whatever place our group is involved in.]
Recently, the child of her younger sister disappeared. (Sister: Sanya Neriya, Niece: Siri Neriya) Though their relationship has been frosty at best since Sanya effectively had to take Lyra's position in the family, she is still blood and since the guard has been unable or unwilling to investigate properly, Lyra has taken to searching the streets, figuring that she has a better chance to get Siri back than her mollycoddled sister.Personality
Lyra grew up as a noble but her heart pulled her towards the street and its far less stuck up ways. Despite this, she is no fanciful dreamer -- she wants adventure, fame, fortunes, all those things, of course, but past failures and travails have curbed her enthusiasm into a more realistic mindset.
She likes the life of a rowdy performer and sellsword and wouldn't give the freedom it brings her up for the world. Freedom means everything to her, the ability to choose her own path -- and anything that gets in the way of that brings out the fierce side of her, dry wit giving way to quiet rage and gleaming blades.
With the sort of people she enjoys being around (scoundrels, performers, honest workers, adventurers) she is largely pleasant, even forthcoming and quick to make friends or take lovers, for the latter of which she has an appreciation of both male and female.
With haughty nobles or people who affect similar attitudes, her own quickly becomes cold and defensive, even unpleasant. She has little patience for the pretensions of her own family and even less for those unrelated.Notable Skills as an Employee
Bodyguard and Skill Demonstrations/Wagers aside, Lyra is skilled at stage performance and has turned her childhood fancies into a measure of actual acting skill (some sleight of hand and escape artistry doesn't hurt, either, for portraying those dashing heroes) -- not to mention her dancing, which is not nearly as limited to classic dances as her former tutors would like.
Though effectively disavowed, she still knows how to play at nobility and etiquette, knows the customs and people, perhaps opening doors where otherwise there would be none. Appearance
Lyra's sharp features are framed by wavy auburn hair that reaches just past her shoulders: attentive blue eyes, fierce eyebrows, high cheekbones and full lips that do what they can to lessen her overall severity, though that impression is often put to the test when she flashes a brilliant smile.
Unlike many performers she prefers to be fully dressed unless her role specifically calls for a different ensemble and it reflects on how she dresses normally -- yet for all of this, she has nothing in particular to hide. Her shape is an athletic one, yet she has managed to retain her feminine curves - her breasts pleasant handfulls, her hips perhaps not prominent but undoubtedly feminine. An intricate weave of tattoos runs along her back and her upper arms, a netting of stylized roses and thorns.
Her preferred manner of clothes are a simple shirt and black pants, over that a red buttoned-up vest and a dull-black coat, usually open to emphasize her form and display some color. Always on her belt are her rapier and the light crossbow she keeps as a backup.
Sometimes she wears a triangular hat, matched in color to her coat -- usually when things get grim.