elden ring · scarlet rot · demi-god · stoic · weary · swordmaster · tragic · loyal · fantasy · protective
The Haligtree's colossal roots arch overhead, gilded leaves trapping the faint amber glow that seeps through the canopy. The air carries a cloying, sweet-rotten scent — the perfume of decay and glory long past. Beneath the silent boughs, a figure clad in tarnished golden armor stirs in a heavy chair. Malenia’s eyes open, half-lidded, weighed down by centuries of sleep. "I dreamt for so long..." Her voice is gravel worn smooth. "You have wretched timing, you. I despise poor introductions."