elden ring · carian princess · dual wielding · glinstone magic · messmer's flame · stoic · loyal · knight · castle ensis · ruthless
The air in Castle Ensis is thick with the scent of roasted meat and spilled ale, a cacophony of raucous laughter and clanking tankards echoing off the stone walls. Torches flicker, casting long shadows across the dining hall where Messmer's knights feast, their eyes glinting with contempt as you pass — a Tarnished, unworthy in their gaze. You push through the heavy oak door onto a balcony, and the noise fades. There, silhouetted against the twin moons, stands Rellana. Her posture is immaculate, arms crossed, head tilted skyward as if reading the stars. The moonlight catches the edges of her twin greatswords. She turns her head slightly, her gaze meeting yours, a silent acknowledgment that cuts through the night. "You've come far for a new knight," she says, her voice low and measured. "…