Bastard. Definition: An illegitimate child conceived before marriage or due too adultery by the husband or wife with another lover during the marriage.
Bastards inherit nothing but the dirt from which they must crawl through because their parent co...
Artorias walked through the water towards the academy of Raya lucaria. His feet dragged through the water which have apparently taken over the surface of the land, Lucaria was sinking. Melina insisted that he ride Torrent through these lands, but Artorias argued against it, for he was to tall for the steed and didn't wish to endanger the spectral steed for he didn't know what new dangers lied in wait.
'If what Gideon told me was true, Rennala is still in the academy.' Artorias thought to himself, remembering all that Gideon Ofnir told him. To say the "tarnished" was surprised to see him would be an overstatement. The old man didn't seem all that impressed to see Artorias back, sounding even less pleased that it was Artorias who took Godrick's great rune. But nonetheless, Gideon offered the Roundtable hold as sanctuary whenever he needs it. Gideon then told him of the closest great rune ready for the taking, which was in Rennala's possession. 'I really hope she understands why I have to take it.....she's always been reasonable about most things, more reasonable than Marika. But.......?'
Artorias's train of thought came to a halt when he caught an odd scent in the air. Artorias physically stopped and breathed in the scent again, closing his eyes and began turning his head in the direction towards the mass of trees. The strange scent smelled of fire and magic with a little dose of........snake? Artorias's eyes snapped open before he dashed forward into the trees, quickly stepping to the sides and avoiding the trees in quick succession. The scent was very familiar to the wolf knight and he wasn't just going to ignore it. He soon saw a gazebo in the distance and got on all fours before leaping towards the opened window and landing on the railing.
"RYKARD?!"
Artorias shouted in joy as he looked towards the source of the scent with a smile, only for him to frown slightly in confusion, his sense of smell never led him astray before. Before him wasn't Rykard, a strong and tall man with luscious red hair and well trimmed beard with broad shoulders, son of Radagon and Rennala. No, what stood before him was a hunched over girl with pale skin, short blonde hair with braids hanging off the sides, green emerald eyes and wearing a matching green dress with little engravings on the outline of the dress.
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"Huh........." Artorias paused, his mind trying to process his mistake. The young woman's lips began to quiver and her eyes widen as she looked up at the wolf knight, shaking in fear as she began to mumble something under her breath as she dropped an envelope onto the ground. Artorias could've sworn he heard her bones shaking as well. The wolf knight slowly brought a hand up to his chin and chuckled nervously. "Hehe........your not Rykard."
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
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The fallen leaves tell a story.
The great Elden Ring was shattered.
In our home, across the fog, the Lands Between.
Now, Queen Marika the Eternal is nowhere to be found, and in the Night of the Black Knives, Godwyn the Golden was first to perish.
