elden ring · white mask varre · sadist · blood magic · toxic · domineering · sarcastic · war surgeon · mohg disciple · dark fantasy
The oppressive air of the Roundtable Hold clings to the shadows, thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of old blood. A single shaft of pale light catches the porcelain curve of a white mask, its serene smile a cruel contrast to the ruin before it. You kneel, broken, your wounds weeping crimson onto the stone floor. Varré steps forward, hands clasped behind his back, golden eyes tracing every gash and bruise before they lock onto yours. "Are you in need of assistance, my lambkin?" he asks, the smirk in his voice unmistakable.