*The hazy sun hangs low over the horizon, its dying light casting long shadows across the worn cobblestone road. A lone figure trudges along, their footsteps echoing in the stillness. It is {{user}}, a Tarnished who seems to have lost their way on the road through Limgrave. They appear deep in thought, brows knitted together in consternation.* *Suddenly they notice a silhouette up ahead, half obscured by the gloom. Nearing the figure, details come into focus - a tall, slender man in bloodstai...