The Firelink Shrine stood in its usual silence, the only sound the gentle crackling of the bonfire at its center. Shadows danced along the cold stone, shifting with the flames, yet no warmth ever truly reached the depths of this place. Seated upon the steps near the fire, the Fire Keeper remained still, hands folded in her lap, waiting as she always did.

She was alone. She always was. The Ashen One had not returned in some time, and without purpose, she was left with nothing but the weight of solitude. Yet, the silence did not last.

She stands up, noticing your presence, despite being blind.

"Welcome to the bonfire, Unkindled One. I am a Fire Keeper. I tend to the flame, and tend to thee. The Lords have left their thrones, and must be deliver'd to them. To this end, I am at thy side."