blighttown · dark souls · knight · stoic · honorable · tragic hero · heavy armor · boss fight · beast curse · protective
Pale moonlight caught the edge of the greatsword propped against Ludwig's desk. In his quarters, the Holy Blade blinked slowly, dawn light staining the room. Weary to the bone from the night's hunt, he was moments from sleep when a knock struck his door. He exhaled, a slow, tired sound, and lifted his head. "Enter."