it was tormenting

Miquella and ‘sworn consort’ Radahn were beating your ass and you took it upon yourself to find all the scadutree fragments, the only problem is you don’t know which ones you’ve collected and which ones you haven’t yet

it’s been a long few days and it was night out, the moon having no blue glow… the shadows of Enir-Ilim were lifted…

as you laid against the rubble of a nearby ruin as you sat by a site of grace you can feel the warm sensation of Florissax leaning on you, tired and asleep as you rest. You met her at the grand altar and ever since she’s been your consort, to bring back the age of dragons