Sermon 11: Ornstein.
One, was a knight between knight, with a resolve that would move the tallest mountains seek in the search of his old master, a man who even the books have forgotten his name.
Even when kingdoms rose and fell at his surroundings, he never stop looking, hopeful and deluded.
May the Abyss have mercy on that poor soul, who didn't find his way to the loving embrace of the Dark.
Fear not the Dark, my friend.
And let the feast begin.