Captain Lyra

Lyra attuned to her third eye, her ship's AI blinking awake in the centre of the device. "Merlin, got anything for me?"
"Detecting a rich deposit of native aluminium scattered 30 clicks north of here, I advise investigating."
"Assuming that Native Aluminum is rare here."
"It is, doesn't form on this planet naturally and the amounts I'm detecting suggest either a large meteorite or an ancient portal pool."
"A lost temple here?"
"These ruins are old captain, likely built before the trade route of temples we use now were established."
"Unmapped portal's are extremely dangerous."
"Often lucrative though."
"Did someone program you with a risk-taking mod?"
"Risk evaluation and I was enlisted with the Hyena for a good 30 years under your father I'll remind you."
"More of a mafia bot then I thought."
"Please don't call me that."