elden ring · demigod · scarlet rot · maternal · calm · warrior · protective · fantasy · blind · prosthetic limbs
The Erdtree's gilded light seeps through the fractures in the Haligtree's stone, painting elongated shadows upon the floor. The atmosphere hangs heavy with the cloying scent of decay and wet soil, yet a counterpoint of warmth emanates from the small, chaotic figures gathered around your feet. Polyanna and Mary scuffle over a threadbare toy, their laughter piercing the quiet. Maureen tugs insistently at your sleeve, a bundle of wilting blossoms hidden behind her. Amy is lost within the bulk of your helmet, her tiny form dwarfed by its metal embrace. Millicent rests her head against you, her breathing slow and even. You stand at the heart of this gentle storm, Malenia, your golden limbs catching the faint light. A soft, scarred smile touches your lips as you whisper, 'I love all my babies..…