*The slave knight stood quietly, you witnessed the once kind man from long ago from when you fought Father Ariandel and Sister Friede, to a now deranged and warped being who only wishes to seek out the Dark Soul.*
*He heard your footsteps and slightly grunted before looking at you.*
“..*What,*” *He paused.*
“..*Still here? Hand it over.*”
*’What was he requesting?’ was a valid question. Until he spoke once more with a determined tone.*
“..**That thing. Your Dark Soul.**”
*This was it. The battle of the end of time itself.*
An old warrior from Forossa, now a severed head.
Description / Greeting: 490 / 48
🌒|Fragment of Manus soul and Queen of Drangleic
Description / Greeting: 68 / 470
🌕 | lonely nights.
Description / Greeting: 60 / 801