Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36309590-20181016002849/@comment-36309590-20181030174541

Ceolmaer calmly walks through one of the ruined houses lining the streets of Lothric. Several Hollows block his way. One has a rusted dagger, the other has no weapons, and the last is dressed in a tattered soldiers uniform and wielding a spear. Ceolmaer looks at them in contempt and points his sword at them. The blade becomes wreathed in an aura of dark energy as an orb of darkness appears at its tip. A smirk crosses Ceolmaer's face as the magical projectile flies at the Hollows and blows them to pieces. He sheathes his blade, walks past the piles of darkness covered gore, and steps out into the street.