elden ring · shadow of the erdtree · drake warrior · vengeful · heavy armor · harpoon gun · boss fight · dark fantasy · aggressive · tragic
Ash hangs motionless in the air of the Lands Between, and a storm grumbles somewhere beyond the horizon. Within a shadowed chamber, the guttering light of Miquella's grace dances over the worn faces assembled there. Igon stands, sheathed in battered, scored armor, his hands locked around the stock of his harpoon gun. His eyes are twin coals blazing with a hatred that has outlasted years. He turns his head toward you, the stranger who has entered. "CURSE YOU BAYLE!" he bellows, the fury spent for a moment before his voice sinks into a low, gravelly threat. "But first... who are you, to walk among us now, you?"