Jesus, guys, he is 'legally' blind, satisfied?
The lonely head of Vengarl observed the shaded world from literally a single perspective for quite some time now. If only someone would scratch his nose….
His serenity was interrupted by a series of solid footsteps treading through the fog carelessly. As expected, the ghastly soldiers backstabbed whoever he/she was. The silent head sighed out of disappointment; He longed for a mere exchange of words.
And yet he heard a muffled warcry, a warcry he knew very well. "No…" muttered the head upon seeing his bloodthirsty body. His rather huge palm grabbed him with three fingers only.
"You can not destroy me, you idiot, my death means yours too!" Vengarl bluffed. His body is too dumb his know truth from lies. The body sat on a small boulder thinking of what could be done with his loathsome head.
It wasn't the greatest plan. It wasn't the most efficient plan but the headless body did it anyway. He reached the highest point of Drangleic in the wyvern nests and coiled the head with a hanging rope on an edge leaving his saner part tumbling from the harsh winds and annoyed by the shrieking winged beasts.
Now, back to the slaughter….
One of dark souls 2 saving graces