Silence yourself, knave. Lest I cut that tongue of yours. I am the great Pyromancer of the forest! Who dares to think they can better me! – Cloudyeki
Be still your tongue. You do not want to make enemies whom you cannot overcome. Consider the consequences of your actions. Please. Lest the name of the pyromancers be soiled. – JoeBroski09
Hmph, pyromancies. I have killed enough users of those small sparks to be afraid of you. Be careful young one, or you will face the wrath of a dragon. – Spurgun
Ha! I've slain more dragons than the mighty Ornstien. I have also slain him as well! But i have also mourned their deaths. Blood need not be spilled this day. – JoeBroski09
True, we do not need to fight now. So you have killed Ornstein? A great deed, worthy of praise. I sense potential in you, and i wish you luck. – Spurgun
He is dead. I regret the need to do so, but my teacher, Quelana, begged me to end her sister's suffering. I needed the lordvessel to release the golden light in order to end the Bed of Chaos' suffering. - JoeBroski09
I shall celebrate his defeat. You need not regret his death, for he was a murderer. Countless dragons have died by his hand. I do not need the lordvessel, for my home is the Painted World. Where my queen Priscilla lives. – Spurgun
I mourn the death of a creature who had a full life. He did nothing against me, and yet I set him aflame. His screams will forever haunt me, as will every scream I have ever heard. I suffer for what I do, but I will do it for Quelana, and her sisters of Izalith. What's it like, living in a world cut off from all others? Only to be contained with abominations? – JoeBroski09
It is my home, and the creatures that live there are my brethren. We are outcasts, just like our Queen. We sought out a world where we could be left alone. But some do not want us to have a peaceful life, and choose to enter our world uninvited. It does not end well for them. Who is this Quelana of which you speak so highly? – Spurgun
The last master of pyromancy alive. I do not know much of her past, but what I do know only illustrates the suffering she ensued throughout her life. She was a sister if Izalith. One of the witches who could weave great firestorms, just like in the legends and myths. She is real. Then, her ancient sorcery of fire was lost when one of her sisters, or maybe even herself, created the Bed of Chaos. Pyromancy was born. She then taught the glorious joy of pyromancy to Solomon, the teacher of Laurentious. Do you know of him? He used to sit at the crossroads of many worlds in Firelink Shrine. Until he went hollow chasing what I had found. He could not find Quelana. He did not understand pyromancy for what it truely is. I don't even know if I knew before I met Quelana. She made me understand myself more than anything else. That alone made me a bette pryomancer. And, because of that, I can pay her back by serving her, and her homeland of Izalith. Where do you fare from, humanoid dragon? For I do know you were not always a dragon, for Izalith touches everything. Chaos changed the world, you know. – JoeBroski09
The guilty all pay the price in the end. As Seraph it is my duty, even more than my fellow blades, to make sure this is so. I care little for your politics so long as justice is done. Aid us in this and have our gratitude; hinder us and face our divine wrath. Your intentions may be good knight but expect no mercy if you protect a sinner. However should you be attacked by those known as the Darkstalkers know that I at least will be there. This is not for you but for justice. I shall make them pay the price for their sin wherever they may be. – SunlightCrusader
We have a home and comrades. Our comrades are here with us, fighting so we can reclaim this land, fighting to reclaim the home of the gods. We have left our home for this purpose. That is how much it means to us. – Doughguy
Welcome to our conversation. Come sit. We do not speak of politics. We simply are getting to know each other better. Now, please let the dragon answer my question and please do not interrupt.
I can’t remember where i came from. I have served the ancient dragons since the first flame. I watched as your witch burned the archtrees and killed the dragons. I could not stop them, for i was too weak. I became the "leader" of the dragonoids that remained, the ones who had not completed their metamorphism. But i was not a full dragon, so i couldn’t turn them into dragons. During this time i made a good friend Kuol. He was one of the new dragonoids.
Years went by without anything changing. We were unable to die due to our curse but we did not turn hollow, for we had each other to comfort us. But when the hatchling, the stone dragon, was born everything changed. The other dragonoids turned at each other, killing their former friends to gain scales to offer to their new leader. I and Kuol were the only ones who did not fight, we watched our former friends murder each other. At that point i decided to leave them. I did not want to have a family that would so easily turn against me. Kuol stayed, trying to stop them from fighting.
I traveled all of lordran, searching for a new home. Many tried to kill me, but they soon learned not to be in my way. I traveled to anor londo, where i was drawn into the painting. There i met Piscilla, Wyrm and Etraiu. They welcomed me, as a long lost brother. And this is now my home. I have become one of the leaders of the Painted World. I have not spoken with Kuol in a long time. But i have heard that he is growing tired of the endless fighting in my previous family. He may soon leave them, but he will not come here.
So, pyromancer. What is your mission in this world? To serve Quelana or do you have another objective? – Spurgun
Pain and suffering. We all live it. The choice we have is, what we're going to do with it. It's what keeps us going forward. We may think it's for some reward, but, really, it's to escape the suffering we endure always. Most rewards do not change a thing. But a few, like friendship, can ease the pain. As a burden on two shoulders is less than one. My purpose: to suffer. I do not seek a reward. I seek to live. To be where I am. I do not change my ways simply for a break from the suffering, for it will come back someday. Somehow. Some way. Even friendship doesn't keep all the suffering from coming in. I will endure my suffering for what I believe in. I believe in serving Quelana for teaching me this. Our long talks alone, the talks no one else will know of, are more than enough for me to trade my time for. Even my life. Though, I do not believe that will come. I see her becoming more and more distant. I am afraid she will leave me. I will continue to serve her as she fits. If she wants me to follow, she will tell me.
I wasn't always like this. I used to be a knight of Carim. My family was noble, and I was on my path to becoming a Lady. There are many ways to do this. Becoming a scholar. Learning Politics. I decided to take the path of a knight. I left that behind when the fantasy that is pyromancy encased me in suffering. But this was the worst kind. A suffering I was not aware of. I was like Laurentious. I thought I had the answer. Meeting Quelana changed me in ways that are concrete in my being. I cannot be who I was. Though, I still cannot wield a shield ha ha ha ha! – JoeBroski09
I do not understand you. You choose to suffer when there are ways to easy your pain. We seem very different, you and I. You choose to suffer while i choose ease the pain. You choose to not change while i change with time.
But in other aspects we are similar. I serve my Queen as you serve Quelana. We would both give our live for them.
Today I got the first good news in ages. My friend Kuol has sent a messenger. He says that he left our previous family. And now he has joined Nito. In order to bring suffering to others. I will soon travel to Nitos home to meet him. I look forward to this. But it was a long time since i last stepped out of the painting. I wonder if the world outside has changed. Nevertheless i am happy to be able to see him again. – Spurgun
I look out at this world and I feel great sorrow. Once it was so much, such a beacon of hope. It represented the pinnacle of our race. We were victors once, the dragons fell before us and we claimed the skies as our own. But now that age is forgotten. Men sit at their homes with not a care for how far we have fallen, how fast we are still falling. Oscar has seen this, he recognizes our failing and he will reclaim it, reclaim what was once ours. His star is in ascendance and his knights see that. I pray that I too see it, that I am not just fooling myself so I have something to believe in. - Doughguy
Dragon you are a sinner are you not? You shall pay the price eventually but not here nor now; my rapier remains sheathed in this place of peace. Instead I shall tell you of myself so you may know your enemy. My name is Ryan. I was born in the proud nation of Astora to a family of minor nobility. When I came of age I was trained as a knight; I was instructed in the use of straight swords, greatswords and many other weapons but my true talents were in the rapier and bow. I was however sheltered from the evil of our world until I was knighted and sent into combat. There I saw innocents murdered and my friends cut down by those out for personal gain. I fought on and tried to ignore it as I knew I could do nothing more. Thus my life continued until I became undead. In Lordran I hoped to find escape from this evil but I still found those willing to prey on the weak. Now they seek humanity and souls rather than power and riches but they are no different. I roamed the land doing what I could against these fools, these sinners but I was helpless to do anything unless they were fool enough to target me.
The frustration and anger was more than you could imagine. Then I found Gwyndolin; He gave me and other warriors, His Blades of the Darkmoon, the power to hunt these sinners as they hunt the innocent. However in time many of these warriors proved false and betrayed us, using the skills obtained in His service for personal gain. I was enraged but He had a solution; He set a task, a duty to me and another loyal warrior; we were to gather those Blades of true faith and form a new order. This order would be known as Lordran's Deliverance it would bring true justice to Lordran in a way that the Blades could not. We were to be His Seraphs and we were to answer only to Him and ourselves. With this He granted me armor made of brass and a bow imbued with a part of His soul. That is why I am here, that is my purpose. Now you know my story. Now you know why I shall always make the guilty pay the price. –SunlightCrusader
In what way am i a sinner? I chose to serve the dragons, who your lords killed in order to gain power. I chose to serve an outcast, who was shunned by your lords. You are the sinner here or better yet, your lords are the sinners. So you serve Gwyndolin? You must know that there are people like you here too. They decided to serve our Queen, perhaps you will make the same decision one day. He has given you a task, to purge lordran from sinners. But we who inhabit the painting wish to be left alone. If you intrude in our world you should not blame us for attacking you. Would you let a stranger into your own home? – Spurgun
A few of us choose to sit and rest by this bonfire. You are welcome, but, remember, your accusations are not. Your talk of innocent and guilty, right and wrong, justice and crime is nothing but seeking for excuses. Excuses for the suffering; you are no different than the dragon nor me. You are guilty in the eyes of the family of those you slay. Is the dragon not innocent in the eyes of his peers? He simply protects what he loves, his queen and his home. Even before this time, he did not betray his brethren. Is not the faithful knight guilty in the eyes of the dragons? And yet he is seen innocent, even honored, by those who wished to see the dragons slain. There is no right or wrong. There is only pain. Every action, everything you do causes pain. In yourself and in others; you may not see it, but I do. I suffer for it, but I live on. I suggest you do the same and stop squandering your life away for something that will not soothe away the pain.
Tell me. Why do you strive for this false remedy for the everlasting ailment that is life? Why? – JoeBroski09
Your logic goes against you pyromancer. The families of those he has slain suffer as well; many must cry out for justice. I grant it. I care little for how his peers view his actions for what are they but more sinners who must pay the price. I do not draw a blade against the innocent as he and his peers do. I draw my blade only upon those who betray their covenants or murder others. There is a right and there is a wrong; this is not something that can be changed by perspective. It is only mortal delusions to believe that we can decide right and wrong; that is the domain of the gods whom I serve.
If it is a remedy then it is the blazing hot iron sealing the bleeding wound that sin inflicts upon humanity and it is not false. I seek justice. I seek to punish those who care only for themselves. Life is no ailment it is a gift, a gift that sinners shall destroy if left unchecked. This I cannot allow.
Our lives have shaped us, pointed us towards paths that we can embrace or reject. I have embraced mine. I owe Gwyndolin everything and I will remain loyal until my hollowing day. The guilty pay the price. This single statement is my purpose now given to me by Him. –SunlightCrusader
So the families of those i have slain suffer? Should i have let them kill me, and let my family suffer the same way? You do not understand. You are the one who come to us, claiming that we are "sinners" you’re the one who attacks us. You are the sinner here. As i have stated countless times before, i only wish to be left alone. – Spurgun
Dragon you argue your case well but I must tell you that Blades who abandon their purpose to serve your queen are no friend of mine. Many are drawn into your world by mistake; how are they to know that a simple painting could hold an entire world? Does this justify their murder? Your queen was imprisoned because her power, the power of Lifehunt, poses a threat to all life. Your dragons were slain to make way for new life which could not happen as long as they ruled. These are unfortunate truths.I admit that the gods were forced to make difficult choices in the past. However I see no sin in what they did. What they did was for the good of all life. Priscilla is safer in the Painted World is she not? Would she not be hunted outside? The dragons posed a threat to all life other than themselves. The Lords reacted to a threat to their existence.
Now I follow the son of one of these Lords. I am his Seraph and I will serve Him as loyally as you do your queen. I am an instrument of justice and as long as you murder innocents whose only crime was to touch a painting then you will be guilty. Your Painted World is not exempt simply because it is not physically attached to Lordran; the entrance is within Anor Londo. All guilty must one day pay the price dragon even you your fellow Lifehunters. - SunlightCrusader
I fight for what happiness I have found. It is in the painted world, with my wife, my lady, and my friends. I count Neyvan among my friends. Outside our home, I do as I must, so I can not fualt you for doing the same, but should you intrude in our world, you will receive no such concession. I would kill you myself if it came to that – ForumPirate
In this forsaken land only might is right. - Doughguy
Ahh. You speak a part of the truth. What is your name, sir knight? – JoeBroski09
"My name is not for you to know, not yet. For now call me knight, it will suffice." - Doughguy
Ahh, fair enough! You know, I don't know if you heard, I used to be a knight *smirk* Carim. The land where The Pardoner hails from, and where the knights specialize in parrying. You know *small giggle* to this day, I cannot use a shield! My parrying dagger is mostly replaced by my flame, but I always have it with me. Ready for use. What do you specialize in? Weaponry, defense, both? – JoeBroski09
*The Knight has mysteriously disappeared as the pyromancer talks. She looks around for him but cannot fnd him, at least until she feels the blade at her throat.*
You tell me, tell me why I should not slice a deserters throat? - Doughguy
*small smile* I wouldn't be so quick if I were you. *glowing flame at my chest* I will tell you my tale, if you tell me your name. – JoeBroski09
If you wish to know my name, then all you have to do is see who will be quicker. For the dead keep their secrets. - Doughguy
Quicker? You request a game of speed. You are very quick, I will give you that, but nothing is faster than thought. And now that I have my spell prepared, do you really think your hand is faster than thought? *puts flame out* You kill me, there's only nothing. Death is not something I wish for. Please, put the blade away. As I told the dragon: blood not need be spilled this day. – JoeBroski09
You may wish for peace but I have my honour to hold onto. I ask you again why should I not kill a deserter? – Doughguy
I did not desert, i left. And i did not leave the knights, i left the dragons. Who had changed, drastically, they were no longer the same as when i joined them. You have no reason to try to kill me, for you do not know me. But still, you claim that you have your honor to protect. What honor can you gain from killing me? you will only find your own death in the world of the painting.
You are the invader, you come to our world only to kill. Before i came to the painting, its inhabitants were not hostile. But people like you ruined it, they invaded the painting and forced them to fight. And by the time i joined them they had learned to be ruthless to everyone. – Spurgun
*swallow in sadness* you cause suffering, you know that? *looks down* It was not I who deserted them, but they who deserted me. My family was noble, but they were politicians. Silver tongues being flapped between two fat lips. Rich they were, and fat in their chairs. When I chose the path of a knight, I was deserted. Not only by my family, but by the rest of Carim, for a woman emotionally abandoned by her family is welcomed nowhere. My family was good at politics, but that did not stop word from spreading like the fire I now create.
*looks back at the knight*
You see, Sir Knight, I did not abandon them, for they were loyal to me no more. My farewell was heard by deaf ears. They do not mourn my absence as I continue to mourn theirs. *eyes water* – JoeBroski09
A bonfire is no place to spill blood. I will accept your tale for now, for I too know of the horror that is Carim. - Doughguy
*shakes head smiling* I forgot the pride of knights. "Accept my tale for now." *chuckles* I will not forget this, though. *stares straight at the knight* One does not forget a blade to one's throat. You may have just started a fire. A potential enemy. I advise you be more careful next time. Chaos may ensue. *laughs* I guess you won't take my advice, will you, Proud Knight? *sigh* You've heard my tale. Will you not tell me yours? – JoeBroski09
*Knight smirks* Be careful you do not burn yourself, or chaos may indeed ensue. My tale, like my name, is a secret for now. I was, and still am, a knight of Astora, but now I am more. And that more is not to be spoken. - Doughguy
*The knight is tackled from behind and hurled from the campfire. He looks up, only to see a man wearing only a pair of tights, a pair of caestus, and a strange hat in an obvious boxing pose.*
AHA! Ya didn't expect the ol' Artemis Cartwheel, now did ya? That will teach you to harass the ladies with ol' Rocky the Fist about! – Shkar
*Knight fades into the shadows*
*puts finger and thumb on the bridge of my nose* Idiot... *Looks behind and to the left, staring straight into the shadows* I know you're there, Proud Knight. Do you need me to light up the shadows or will you come out? – JoeBroski09
If you want to find me you will need to light up the dark - Doughguy
*smiles* I guess all I need to do to get you out of your hiding spot is to show my back. – JoeBroski09
*Knight chuckles* Famous last words. - Doughguy
*looks around, ignites a few embers to travel the shadows* That should keep him on his toes. *shiver* Been a while since I've felt this much fear. *grips halberd tightly* – JoeBroski09
There there Lass, don't be worryin' about him! Nobody beats Rocky the Fist! – Shkar
*smiles with teeth* Of course. Now stand behind me and scream if he kills you. – JoeBroski09
Well lassie, I'll have ya be knowin' I just finished wrasslin the giant wolf o' the forest! No knight is going to be givin' Ol' Rocky any troubles tonight! – Shkar
Why did you kill dragon? What forced your hand? – Doughguy
I have killed many. Most of them bared their hand on me first. But many were also killed for scales. All of them were also dragons, and they all knew what waited when we fought. If they killed me i would not have hated them for it, and i am certain that they did not hate me either. We dragons have system. Because we need to kill each other to gain power we tried to make I civil. With it we tried to hinder the chaos that would surely swallow us otherwise.
After I entered the painted world and joined its family I have ruthlessly killed everyone who entered it with for any other reason than to seek refuge. – Spurgun
You asked the Dragon why he kills, Proud Knight. I think it may be your turn to answer one of our questions, for I am more interested in your answer. Why do you kill? - JoeBroski09
by Shkar Mon Jun 11, 2012 9:40 pm
