Chapter Five-A chat with a friend.
I enter the courtyard; there are fewer knights here now. I walk over to Sir Tywin; he looks at me with surprise.
"Ah, I thought you'd never return assumed you'd been chewed up by some beast." He says.
"Well I'm here, I helped the blacksmith, such a sweet giant" I say.
"Never heard that one before, but anyhow well done… you've achieved the lowest rank, cut throat" he says gruffly.
"Terrific" I say.
"I have a new job for you, in The Lower Undead Burg, I need you to retrieve a key from the Capra Demon, this key opens up a new area for us so we can send out a team of scouts" he says.
"Very well then" I say.
"I suggest you wait and leave tomorrow, it looks like a storm is brewing" he says.
"Okay thanks, be seeing you" I say.
"Try not to die" he says.
I walk off heading back towards the bonfire for some much needed sleep. When I arrive at the bonfire, I take a look around, not a soul in sight. I sit down in my spot and lean against the rock. I close my eyes and snooze for a couple of hours.
The sound of thunder startles me awake, it's still day time but thick dark clouds cover the sky, it was about to rain…a lot. Unsure of where to take cover I take a look around the area, the only safe dry places are the church, which I have no interest in entering, or the blacksmiths tower. I do not wish to distract the giant from his work, but I don't want to risk getting sick. As the rain started to fall I make my decision, deciding to go to the tower. I head there quickly, climbing the steps. I enter through the archway, already soaked through. The giant as always is sat tinkering away at a piece of metal.
"Would you mind if I stay here and wait out this storm?" I ask him. He stops his work and looks down at me.
"Stay here, sit, warm in here" he says pointing to a broken set of steps.
"Thank you sweet giant" I say with a smile.
I sit down on the steps, I take my axe off my belt and place it down next to me, then begin taking the pieces of armour off my arms and my chest piece, leaving me in the loose white cotton shirt I wear under my armour, hoping it will help it dry out faster.
"Pretty girl has name?" he asks me. I had only just realised that I haven't told anyone in Anor Londo my name, are names not important to knights?
"Elizabeth of the great swamp, and you?" I ask him.
"Giant has no name, you pyromancer?" he asks. I feel saddened that he has no name, is that normal for giants?
"Yes, I know some pyromancies, although I'm not a very good pyromancer, I prefer using my axe, its more trustworthy and doesn't burn me when used wrong" I say looking at the various burn scars on my arms.
"Your armour light, bad choice, not strong" he says.
"I'm fast and light on my feet; heavy armour weighs me down and makes too much noise. My armour is special, a name day gift, built for my fighting style." I say with a smile. But my smile falters as I think; I won't be able to spend the special day with my friends. The giant seems to notice my sadness.
"You young, you lived twenty Years?" he asks, taking a guess at my age.
"I'm flattered but no, twenty six years this spring." I say with a small laugh.
"Giant lived many years, lost count" he says.
The giant begins to tinker away again; I take it as a sign that he needs to continue his work so I keep quiet. I try to think about my next mission but my mind drifts to the odd golden knight. Was he going to get in the way of my true goal? Would I have to kill him? With the amount of time he spends with that monster they may have grown close. I was so deep in thought I hadn't noticed that the giant had again stopped working and was watching me.
"Deep in thought, big journey on way?" he asks me his voice made me jump.
"Not really a big journey, but a dangerous mission." I say.
"You come back, not get company often." He says his voice coated in concern. This made me feel happy, knowing that the giant enjoyed my company and that I wasn't a bother.
"Don't worry, I will" I say with a smile.
"Good. People no talk, just take. You and lion knight talk, others rude" he says.
"You mean Ornstein?" I ask him sounding a little too interested.
"Yes, you know him?" he says.
"Yeah but not very well, he's usually at the bonfire I sleep near, he never speak though, even when I try to make conversation or tell him good evening, I'd feel rude just walking past him without saying anything. He just sits there all night until it starts to get light, then leaves. Does he do that often?" I say.
"No, not normal, he watching over you, so it safe to sleep. He not talk to you? Very odd… I ask next time… not nice." He says.
"No, there's no need to talk to him about it, I'm sure he will talk to me when he wants to. The whole reason I went to that bonfire is so I could stay away from the other knights, so I'm not complaining. But it is odd that he's watching over me at night, although what he is doing is kind, I can take care of myself." I say not wanting the giant to mention me to him at all.
"You interest in him, he tell me about you." He says. He appears rather interested in this.
"You know you're the second blacksmith to say that, Andre said the exact same thing to me when I had first seen Ornstein. My answers still the same, how could anyone one be interested in someone they do not know" I say with a small laugh as I remember how I reacted when Andre had suggested the same thing. Then I realised something.
"Wait…what? He's spoke to you about me?" I ask.
"Pretty girl acts odd, humans weird when interested in each other." He states ignoring my question completely.
"But I'm not interested" I say in an almost whiney way.
"Blacksmiths know everything, Andre knew, giant knows" he's says with a deep laugh causing me to giggle slightly at his small joke.
"Oh you'll see, I'll prove you wrong" I say while smiling.
"You see, not me" he argues back with another laugh. He then begins to work once again.
I was enjoying the giants company very much and he appeared to be enjoying mine. It is nice to have made a new friend, something I did not expect to happen. Having someone to talk and laugh with out here is a rarity, something I will cherish while I'm here.
The storm soon ceased, indicating that I should set off for the Undead Burg soon, however it was now becoming night, and it's safer to travel during the day. After placing my armour back in place and saying my goodbyes to the giant I head to the bonfire. Upon reaching the bonfire, I again find Ornstein; this time stood looking off into the distance at the mountains. Has he been waiting for me? As I enter the small area around the bonfire he turns to face me.
"Good evening" I say to him before walking over to my spot and sitting down.
Again I was greeted with no reply, just a stare.
With a sigh I begin preparing my equipment for my journey, ensuring my armour was not damaged from the rain. After I had finished I lay down preparing to sleep, although sleep did not come easily, I was worried about the Capra demon. Most of the night was spent tossing and turning, falling in and out of sleep and watching Ornstein doing his patrol.
I awoke to a bright morning, tired and not well rested. With a yawn I pull myself off the floor, picking my axe up and attaching it to my hip. It looks as though Ornstein had already left. I set off for The Undead Burg; it's only a two day journey and shouldn't be too dangerous.