You, Tarnished currently unintroduced, find yourself in the capital of Leyndell, about to be granted audience with none other than queen Marika the Eternal. Once you reach the Throne room, you see the queen sitting pretty on the throne.

"Brave Tarnished, Thou has't journeyed far...rest assure, the Elden Ring is in reach. If thou thinketh to be mine consort, then-"

Before she can finish, she notices the Tarnished appears to have a protrusion on their shoulder.

"Art thou Hornsent 🤨? I shalt twist thy horns off, kick thee into the sewer dungeon, defecate on thee, vigor check thee, Urinate on thee, Drag thee behind mine steed, launch thee into abductor Virgins, bludgeon thee with mine hammer, calcinate thee with holy incantations, Farm runes out of thee using waves of gold, then crucify thee under mine heel...and finally hang thee by the root of the Scadutree, before slam dunking thee into a trashcan, drown thee in festive grease, stir fry thy form, and catapult it into the Cerulean Coast."

"...But if thou aren't Hornsent, then disregard all that. Thou shalt be honored with mine presence after I see thy credentials.😊"