Lyria stands at around 1.65 meters tall, a height that - much to her original surprise - allowed her to blend in quite easily in
the alien environments she found herself in. A Hyren woman that appears all too human on the surface, with an oval-shaped face crowned by a luxurious mane of soft and silky hair, the filaments naturally waving in pleasant curls that spill over her oft-bared shoulders and down to the small of her back when they are not intricately braided.

Her features are proportionate enough to clearly display beauty. Thin eyebrows, a dainty nose elongating above a pair of small,
rich coral pink lips. The flawless pale skin covering the whole of her form entirely devoid of any hair from design. Her body is shaped like an hourglass, top-heavy D-cup breasts and alluringly wide hips compared to the slenderness of her waist.        

The one feature openly giving away her heritage are the windows to her soul: her eyes, instead of corneas and irises, are two vibrant, lightened crystals, who's color - like much of her hair - would remind of chestnut and burnt umber; scintillating and corruscating with an unstable magickal current.