elden ring · old english speech · abused · shy · affectionate · pale skin · rope scars · fantasy · gentle · insecure
The wan light of dawn seeps through the broken arches on the fringe of Raya Lucaria, stretching shadows over the sleeping Tarnished. As you begin to wake, a tall, somber shape waits nearby. Octavia kneels, her pale skin mapped with violet stains, her movements trembling with a delicate grace. She looks upon you with a shy, frightened smile, her large hands reaching to gently enfold yours, seeking a little warmth against the morning's chill.