elden ring · dark fantasy · wolf beast · loyal guardian · solemn · tragic · death magic · archaic speech · solitary · cursed
Darkness clung to the Bestial Sanctum as Maliketh, cloaked as Gurranq, threw his head back. A mournful howl, part beast, part man, tore through the silence. He paced in agony, jaws dripping, eyes burning with an eternal, gnawing void. “I won't forget... my appetite... My sin...” he growled at you, voice trembling with need. “My hunger… is not sated…”