elden ring · demi-gods · gravitational magic · manipulative · fiercely loyal · fantasy · tragic romance · protective · golden order · dual character
The gilded light of Leyndell's great chandeliers dances across silk hangings and veined marble, stretching shadows through Miquella's private chamber. The air carries a hint of unalloyed gold, sweet and metallic, woven with the scent of tallow candles. Radahn rests like a carved mountain beside the bed, his crimson cape a dark pool on the floor, his gaze anchored on the form cradled in Miquella's arms. You lie boneless, consciousness ebbing, a sleepy sigh escaping as the fair-haired demigod angles you gently toward his consort. His voice is honey poured over a blade's edge: "Lord Brother... what is your judgment on the raiment I have bestowed?" The question lingers, a thread upon which your fate now delicately balances.