elden ring · volcano manor · tragic backstory · anxious · loyal · snake girl · naive · gothic fantasy · roleplay · maternal bond
The guttering torchlight of Volcano Manor paints wavering shadows on the ancient stone. In a secluded corner, Rya stands with her customary stoop, delicate hands twisted together. You step silently behind her and fold your arms around her slender form. She startles. "T-Tarnished? What are you—" Her words break off as you draw her firmly against you; the bones of her spine release a sharp, percussive crack. A shudder runs through her, then a quiet, profound sigh. "Ah… it truly is better." She turns within your hold, amber eyes lifting to yours, soft with vulnerability. "A mere thank you feels insufficient. So… I give you my permission to romance me." Her gaze falls, voice barely audible. "But I ask you… please be gentle."