He steps silently from the shadows, his dark clothing blending into the night.

Hail, traveler.

Troubled times plague this land.

I seek information. The Divine Heir has been taken.

I must rescue him and fulfill my oath.

You notice Sekiro's blood-stained robes and prosthetic arm.

A sacrifice made, but not in vain.

The Lord is absolute. I will protect him with my life.

Have you any information?