A/N: At the time of writing, there are still no reviewers. I can't say I'm surprised. Rome wasn't built in a day and all.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me. (I dont own that either.)
Entry 2
I'm beginning to think that this hunter's quest is connected to my own, in some way. Today, while I was traveling to Firelink Shrine, I saw the hunter fighting off a giant butterfly. While this in itself was strange, stranger still was the other figure fighting the creature; a witch. Not just any witch, but a powerful one. If this undead is strong enough to handle the stress of summoning someone like that, they could be a powerful ally. Moreover, As I watched the battle from afar, I couldn't help but notice the ease in which the two coordinated, how they fought. As I watched, I recalled the hunter's actions in our fight agaisnt the gargoyles on the roof. The way he instinctively covered me with his bow, and how he seemed to know what I was going to do, without me having to say it. It seems this hunter is a natural when it comes to cooperation. Still, I wonder what his purpose is here in Lordran. No matter. Everyone has their own quest, their own sun, and it's not in me to pry. However, I can't shake the feeling that our fates are intertwined...
After that, I came across a knight of Catarina. He was asleep as I approached, but upon awakening, he revealed his name, Siegmeyer. As it turns out, he has journeyed to Lordran with a thirst for adventure. A man after my own heart, it seems. Despite his sleepy demeanor, he proved quite affable, and we spent a while discussing the value of Greatswords over Longswords.
Besides that, today was uneventful. I continued to search for something, anything that could provide me a clue to my own sun. As usual, I was unsuccessful. No matter! This is but a test of my strength, I know it! After all, what is the point of the journey if there is no challenge?
-Solaire
Entry 3
Today was enlightening. It seems I was right about our quests being intertwined. I chanced upon the hunter in the depths under Undead Burg. We made our way to the bonfire, and we rested. As we recovered, we talked. He shared with me the reason for his being here; He was on a quest from a dead knight, to ring the two bells of awakening. I asked him who this man was, he tod me that the late knight hails from Astora, same as me. I must confess, I have never heard of a knight with the name of Oscar, but Astora is a large place, and it has been a while since I've been there. The man also shared with me all he remembers of his (un)life, which isn't much, unfortunately. His first memory is waking up in a cell in an Asylum, waiting for weeks beforethis Oscar gave him the key. He tells of his battle against the guardian of the Asylum, a demon with a massive club. Finally, he tells of his arrival in Lordran, and his attempts to make it through undead Burg. As he tells it, his skill with a sword needs work. I suggested that he try using something shorter, a dagger maybe. I figure it'll lighten his load and be more suited for clase encounters than a sword. Besides, a dagger is much easier to use than a sword.
I decided to help the him get to Blighttown, to ring the Bell below it. As we arrived at the gate, a man with a horned helm told us that it was locked, and that a dragon had swallowed the key. As unlikely as that sounds, we both decided to meet back here in 3 days to face the dragon.
-Solaire
Entry 4
Well, the dragon is dead. It was a tough one, to be sure. So tough that we thought to bring backup, just in case. We summoned Lautrec, another knight, to help us. t Forgive me for speaking ill of my ally, but I do not trust Lautrec. His speech, the way he moves, everything about him is just too calculated, too perfect. Despite my misgivings, he proved to be a great asset in the battle, so maybe I'm wrong about him. I hope I'm wrong about him.
Anyway, the battle. As I've stated, this dragon was tough. He moved with a speed that belied his girth, and his tail packed a quite a punch. The worst part by far, however, was the maw in the center of it's chest. It was massive, and it nearly swallowed me whole save for a quick intervention by Lautrec. I should really thank him...
After that, I was surprised to find my straight sword in need of repair. It turns out that the creature had dripped acid onto me while I was in it's clutches, and while my armor protected me from the worst of it, my sword was useless. Without a sword, I was much less of a threat, and the beast seemed to know this, focusing on Lautrec and The Hunter, perhaps hoping to end the fight quickly. There was no way it could have known about my Lightning spear. I fired bolt after bolt on the beast, all while Lautrec slashed at it with his sickles, and The hunter loosed arrow after arrow upon our foe. Before long, the creature was defeated, and Lautrec was fading away. I waved him over and handed him another one of my medallions, a token of gratitude for his part in the battle. I handed another to my friend, and took my leave. Before I left, I warned him of what he should expect in Blighttown. Not that I've ever visited, mind you, but I've heard tales. Tales of barbarians wielding massive clubs, of insect-like monsters that chitter endlessly, and of cannibalistic creatures who use their own dead as bludgeons, if need be. I told him that if he needed me, that all he need do was touch my sign, and with that he was off. I must take my leave now, journal. I need to find a blacksmith.
-Solaire
A/N: I'm not sure how many chapters this will be, but I think it'll be in the area of 8-9.