Elder Blood Witcher 497 Big Fluff

Ciaran was lent up against her old lovers grave with her sword resting next to her, she glances at the gate leading into the clearing with a look of consternation. These past months it seems that the DarkRoot Covenant wishes to reclaim the land surrounding the forest, declaring it an "Integral part of the forest"... She shakes her head, knowing that they only wish to cause trouble for her due to the signs of the worlds end approaching.

*HOOoooowwlll!"

Ciaran "Must've caught something." she remarks as Sif comes sprinting towards her with something in his mouth...

The humongous Wolf event reaches her and drops some kind of mangled body on the ground in-front of her with an expectant look.

....

She sighs, and rubs his snout, "Good boy."

"K-k-kill meeee" a voice presumably belonging to the man Sif had just brought groans out.

Ciaran shrugs and crushes his skull with her foot, not bothering to even ask of his ident.i.ty, aside from the annoying Darkroot Covenant that'd occasionally require "Pruning" she did have a few visitors. Those friends of Reima, the new G.o.d of Sunlight and son of Gwyn, Solaire along with his Half-breed sister Priscilla. They came with a few other people occasionally but it was generally just them.

She found that the company kept her from going hollow, the boredom, isolation and monotony of tending to Artorias grave for centuries on end had started to make her extremely apathetic, a sign that she was going hollow. Thankfully Reima had given her hope that things would improve, while she was still wary of leaving Artorias grave she knew that he'd want her to move on and not die with a symbol of what he once was. Additionally, she wished to keep Sif safe as it is what Artorias had given his life for, in all honesty she regarded the big fluffball as her own child. One to protect.

*Flash!*

Her eyes are drawn towards a familiar phenomenon, however a white blur tumbled into it which stopped her from identifying the person... Though it was obvious who it is by Sif's reaction.

Reima "Ah Sif! S-stop with the tongue dude, this is gross!" he says as the huge wolf excitedly licks him and covers him in saliva, not noticing that some of it still has traces of the former man's blood.

Reima ends up teleporting behind the big wolf and running towards Ciaran to escape Sif, he hid behind the woman wearing the exact same armour that Artorias was to fend off the "Too-Happy-Wolf".

Ciaran "From what I heard from Solaire some wolf saliva shouldn't even phase you... You did delve the depths afterall." she states in exasperation at her friends behaviour, it seems while he looks older he hasn't changed all that much.

Reima "Yeah, it's not the saliva but him crushing the two pa.s.sengers I've got on me." he says, pointing to a rabbit on his shoulder, glaring at the Wolf.

Ciaran gives an understanding hum and calls out to Sif, "Sif! Come! Sit!" she says sternly with the wolf instantly complying.

She then walks up and leans against the big beast and looks at him, "Is it time then?"

Reima nods, "It is. Everyone's almost gathered, are you ready?"

Ciaran idly nods, "Sif, grab your sword, it's time to go." she says as she bends over and gives one final prayer for Artorias, whispering promises to keep Sif and his legacy safe.

Reima walks over and grabs the side of Sif's neck, or a handful of fur to be more accurate while holding out another hand for Ciaran. Once she grabs hold of him they disappear from the clearing, finally leaving the lonely grave, alone.

*FLASH!*

The Blacksmiths all looks towards whoever had arrived and gape at the huge wolf now glaring at them with an equally huge sword in it's mouth.

Vamos/Andre/Rickert "Unholy f.u.c.k!""ARTORIAS?""AH! DON'T EAT ME!" they all scream with the only one not saying anything being Coaugh.

Reima "Guys, meet Ciaran and Sif." he says gesturing towards them.

Ciaran "Coaugh? Is that you?" she asks.

The giant nods, "Happy see friend of Gough." he states with a nod.

Andre "Forgive my curiosity but why are'ya wearing old Artorias gear?" he asks as politely as he can.

Ciaran "That's none of your concern, just know that I'm not a grave robber."

...

The awkward atmosphere is broken when two Sorcerers finally appear within the shrine via the summoning signs he'd previously laid down.

Griggs "Don't tell me you wish to stay in this decaying world?" he says with a tone of disbelief.

Logan shakes his head, "Of course not! But we've yet to plunder the secrets of Seath. So much knowledge left to uncover, so many Sorceries waiting to be learnt!"

Griggs "You will have all the time in the world to progress the art when we escape this place." he says.

Logan grumbles, "I-I suppose you're ri-..." he stops as he realises that many people are looking at them, a few surprising ones being a Giant, Skeleton and Giant Wolf.

Griggs "Er... Did we miss something?" he asks anxiously.

Reima "No, not really... You're just in time in-fact, you guys wait here while I go get someone a few of you will be... Fearful of." he states as he disappears with another flash.

Vamos "First he shocks us with a huge wolf, what's next? A Dragon!?!..."

...

Those present who know Reima well enough can already guess the next "Guest".