Prologue
"Must... not... Hollow."
I mumbled as the pain and despair got to me slowly. I ran my fingers through my short brown hair. "Need... a haircut. Heh heh." I had been Astorian royalty once. About 43 years ago. I was Undead. I traced the Darksign on the back of my hand. "Curse you Lord Gwyn. It's your fault I'm Undead. Should've just let Nito have me." I paused as a giant raven flew down to me and grabbed my arms.
About an hour later, I saw the destination. "Lordran." I whispered.
