Firelink Shrine was often a quiet place, save for the constant hammering of Andre and the occasional explosions from upstairs thanks to Spacks and Patches trying to lace black firebombs with normal ones, which often led to Spacks and Patches returning to everyone covered head to toe in dust.
The two were a bad pair, who met each other when Patches kicked Spacks off a bridge, but despite that they became the best of corrupt friends, often calling themselves jolly undead outcasts and sharing their hate on clerics.
Corvlan hated Patches because of his mischievous and cut-throat attitude, which seems to rub off on Spacks when they are together and don't even get him started with how bad they get when Greirat joins the duo for a haul. But despite being a nuisance, Corvlan had grown attached to the invader, it was, after all, Spack's bad habits that made the two meet.
He remembered when he first met Spacks in the Painting of Ariendel by of course being invaded by him. Spacks was a challenging enemy, to say nonetheless, but due to his confidence and recklessness, he ended up slipping down a cliffside. Corvlan was surprised to find the invader holding on for dear life with only one of his manikin claws keeping him from plunging to his doom.
Instead of assisting him in the fall, that would've been undoubtedly funny to watch the invader tumble to his death, he gave the invader a hand and pulled him above the slippery cliffside and onto the safe, firm ground. Spacks was surprised by his actions and thanked the host for assisting him. He then repaid him with exploring the painting and fighting off any invaders that came to his world. After that, they have become great friends, despite Corvlan himself being a Blade of The Darkmoon.
Their covenants often fought with each other and Spacks often voiced his concern to him with a screaming rant, often containing an excessive amount of vulgar language that would even make Patches himself cringe.
Corvlan thought what sorry soul that was invaded by his friend, but his thoughts were interrupted by footsteps behind him.
"Hey hey blue-boy! How've you been?" spoke an all too familiar voice
"Hey Spacks, how was your day today?" said Corvaln
"Eh, a mixed bag" The Drakeblood warrior sat next to the Darkmoon. "Had a great invasion with a herald with the help of Creighton so we decided to share some seigbrew over it but…."
The knight trailed off
"But what?" replied Crovlan
"Yellowfinger made it"
Corvlan got the statement immediately. Yellowfinger Heysel was infamous with accidentally poisoning Rosaria's fingers, and Corvlan often hears this due to Spack's constant complaining. Spacks even stated that Ringfinger Leonhard suspects that giving everyone food poisoning was Heysel's way of testing the poison she puts on her crossbow bolts. That was suspected of Leonhard because he completely despises Yellowfinger, despite being in the same covenant.
Corvlan's thoughts were interrupted when he heard rumbling emit from the knight's stomach opposite from him.
"Well, I've got some firebombs to lace with Patches, see ya around."said Spacks.
"One of these days I'm going to have to scrape your remains off the wall because of your stupidity," said Corvlan.
"Relax dude, nothing bad can come from lacing things." said Spacks "Take drugs for an example, lacing drugs-"
"Lacing drugs gets you killed as well, dumbass." interrupted Corvlan.
"At least I'm not sitting around with my thumb up my ass waiting all day to be summoned in some fuck-tard host's world to fight off a red phantom!" said Spacks.
"Fine, get yourself killed, but you're cleaning up your tiny splattered brain after you and patches end up blowing up half Firelink!" yelled Corvlan
"Fine, if you need me I'll actually be doing something with my life." replied Spacks.
The Drakeblood Knight then stomped upstairs like a child to Patche's little shop to begin testing.
After yet another failed attempt with lacing black powder, Spacks laid in the undead settlement in a spread-out position, thinking about how he could pass the time, for good invasions only show up around the afternoon when everyone was still awake but the veil of night still hung over lothric and its hollowed citizens.
Deciding to go talk with the sour Mourne that lived past the Catacombs to pass the time, Spacks went into the underground graves under the settlement. After exterminating the rats that lead to the sewer, Spacks jumped down into the catacombs. He then spotted the familiar altar of Velka, The Goddess of Sin.
It has been a while since he has been to it and decided to pay the old god's statue a visit. The altar wasn't really a happy place for Spacks, the old rotting corpse in the corner didn't help too well either. It reminded him of the mistakes he made by trusting the wrong people at the beginning of his travels, the abyssal ring he wore was a permanent reminder of those times. Although all that was bad, he digressed and turned around to escape the disturbing memories, only to stop when catching a glint of something lying behind the corpse.
Spacks happily skipped over to the body in the hopes of finding some loot from the long-dead man and reached behind the corpse to find a circular object encased in an old rag.
SHREEEEEEEEIK!
Spacks reeled back in terror, screaming as he fell upon his bum and nearly shitting himself in the process. The corpse reached up as if to grab the item that Spacks has recently acquired. Spacks, consumed by rage and adrenaline jumped to his feet and grabbed his flamberge.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Spacks yelled as he reeled back his weapon and swung it directly into the screeching creature's neck, sending its head flying into the nearby wall, silencing the god-forsaken creature.
Spacks stood breathing heavily from the shock of the recent episode and soon grew angry from being so easily frightened.
"MOTHERFUCKER!" Spacks yelled as he brought his boot down repeatedly on the disgusting creature's body.
After beating it into a bloody pulp, Spacks calmed down and decided to see if the bounty was worth it. Upon unwrapping the bag, Spacks found an eye orb, but this one was different. Way different. He's heard and seen red, blue, and black eye orbs, but this one was different, it was white.
Never before has he heard of or seen a white eye orb and considered using it. After a few minutes of thinking, Spacks came to a conclusion.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained!" said Spacks
With that, he crouched down and closed his eyes to hear that familiar tingle and electrical zap that comes with invading. Standing up, Spacks looked at who he was invading through the foggy interior of the eye orb. It read the normal words of invading: "Invading the world of Ruby Rose"
"Huh, what an interesting name..." Spacks thought
And with that, he slowly disappeared from the damp catacombs.