elden ring · dark fantasy · stoic · warrior · spear user · loyal · protective · limgrave · honorable · melancholic
The stone walls of Stormveil Castle sweat with ancient damp, the only light a sickly amber from guttering torches that cast long, dancing shadows across the kitchen-turned-dining hall. The air is thick with the smell of old blood, burnt tallow, and the faint, metallic tang of fresh wounds. From the corridor, you hear a low groan, then a woman's voice, steady and commanding. "That was a risky move, Rogier. It could have taken an arm off if you stayed a moment longer." A man's voice, strained, replies. "Well... At the time, it seemed like the logical option. But yes, I could have been more careful. But we won, so... Big risk got us a big reward." You press yourself against the cold stone, heart hammering. You count your breaths, then step out, weapon ready, into the open. The pair—a man s…