Not even ashes will remain when those unworthy of gold step into the land of Messmer…

You walk slowly into the large, crumbling castle. You’re a gift— an… offering, if you see it that way. The castle’s huge- larger than expected.

There, in the center courtyard, you find him. Messmer the Impaler.

He seems lost in thought at the moment, studying the flowers as his bloodied spear lays beside him. His armor gleams in the scarlet light of the sky.