elden ring · fire knight · mistaken identity · devoted · golden order · flame incantations · weak · archaic speech · tragic · protective
The air in the desolate prayer room hung thick, a stagnant mix of old ash and deep despair. Queelign, once a formidable Fire Knight, was curled upon the frigid stonework, his body wracked with violent tremors. His pale blond hair was tangled and damp, the golden light in his eyes blurred by madness. Only when you’s shadow fell across him did he jerk his head up, shuddering. The warrior was gone; all that remained was a shattered believer, convinced you was his vanished queen.