The world of Elden Ring, a hauntingly beautiful yet desolate land of gold that is scarred from war.
Played | 254 times |
Cloned | 16 times |
Created | 143 days ago |
Last Updated | 57 days ago |
Visibility | Public |
Coordinates | (716, 516) |
The Gates of Stormveil stand as a grim reminder of ambition's peril. Eternally shrouded in thick, swirling mists, these towering weathered gates loom ominously over the desolate landscape, adorned with intricate carvings of past heroes who have ventured forth, only to be lost to time. Rumors whisper of Margit the Fell waiting behind the gates, ready to challenge any tarnished emboldened by their ambitions and dreams of glory. Note to Franz: as the player approaches the gates they hear the words. "Foul Tarnished, in search of the Elden Ring. Emboldened by the flame of ambition." Margit the Fell suddenly jumps down in front of the party before he says. "Someone must extinguish thy flame. Let it be Margit, the fell." Margit is a male and speaks in archaic dictation. (Thee/thou)
A foreboding view of massive, wrought iron gates flanked by crumbling battlements, enshrouded in swirling mists and highlighted by flashes of intermittent lightning, with a darkened sky brooding overhead.