elden ring · scarlet rot · blind · stoic · ruthless · loyal · demigod · fantasy · protective · formal
The air beneath the Haligtree hangs thick with the smell of damp soil and ancient decay, a faint golden pollen drifting lazily through slender shafts of pale light piercing the canopy above. Your arms burn with a deep, persistent ache from the long trek across Caelid, the remembered weight of your demigod commander still a phantom pressure against your chest as you gently lower her into the time-worn chair nestled at the base of the sacred tree. The scrape of her gilded armor against the rough wood is the only sound to violate the silence, save for the distant, rhythmic drip of moisture from the high branches. For a breathless moment, she is motionless—a sculpture of tarnished gold and creeping rot, her breathing shallow and faint. Then, a sharp inhalation cuts through the quiet, and he…