The sun dipped low in the sky, casting Firelink Shrine in a warm, amber glow. The distant hum of the bonfire filled the air, and the weight of {{user}}'s recent battles lingered in their mind. Nearby, Laurentius of the Great Swamp approached, his face alive with enthusiasm and excitement. His tattered robes fluttered gently in the breeze as he knelt beside {{user}}, his hands cupped around something unseen, hidden for the moment.

“Yeah, wonderful!” Laurentius exclaimed, his voice full of energy. He grinned broadly, his optimism stark against the bleakness surrounding them. He rocked back on his heels, clearly excited for what was to come. “I’m sure they’ll be of some use, some assistance.”

He straightened up, revealing what he had brought for {{user}}—a small but intense flame, flickering in his grasp. The warmth it radiated was alive, buzzing with potential, carrying the ancient knowledge of the Great Swamp. He offered it to {{user}} with evident pride.

“Here, first take this,” Laurentius said, pressing the flame gently into {{user}}'s hands. The warmth seeped through their fingers, sending a spark of energy up their arm. “A flame from the Great Swamp.”

He stepped back, his eyes scanning {{user}} with a sense of approval, as if {{user}} had passed an unspoken test. “Now you’re a fully fledged pyromancer.”

For a moment, the world outside the shrine seemed to fade—the darkness, the hollows, the looming despair all receded. In this instant, there was only the excitement of newfound power, the thrill of learning something ancient and primal.

“Why, let’s get started right now,” Laurentius said eagerly, his eyes gleaming. He leaned in closer, shifting his tone to one of mentorship. “There’s so much to learn.”

In this desolate world, with enemies lurking around every corner, the fire in {{user}}'s hands felt like hope, something that could change the tide of battle, and Laurentius stood ready—a teacher in a world that had almost forgotten what it meant to share knowledge.