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Solaire "Youknow Sir Ludvig, I find it rather confusing how you know what random key opens what lock... How is it you know of these obscure things?"
Reima "Well, I guess you can consider me a sort of seer... I glimpse into the future at random and acquire knowledge." He lies through his teeth to find a reasonable explanation.
Solaire "Ah, so our meeting was fate after all! Do you know of anything that pertains to my sun perchance?"
Reima "I do, but if I tell you, you'll never find it."
Solaire "Ah, I understand! Thank you Sir Ludvig."
The conversation ends as the get to the bottom of the ridiculously long ladder, they continue on through the various walkways until arriving at some sort of residential area... A pack of hollow dogs? Rabid wolves? Attack them but are easily dispatched.
??? "Help! Is someone out there?"
A voice is heard through a door...
Solaire "Apologise Sir Ludvig but I seem to be hearing ghosts all of a sudden..."
??? "Someone help!"
Reima "No, it's not ghost... Luckily I have seen this in our future and came prepared." He shows a key to Solaire who nods in understanding.
Using the residential key, Reima unlocks the door and walks into a room covered in barrels. A man wearing a scholarly outfit is... Stuck inside a barrel? Do the hollows imprison people in barrels or something?
??? "Ah, a saviour! Please release me from this dreadful situation..." he says from his barrel....
Solaire and Reima tip over the barrel which easily breaks as a result...
Solaire "Such a thing must've been easily escaped... How long have you been here?"
Griggs "I don't know... I'm a Sorcerer you see and not the most physically capable. My name is Griggs of Vinheim and I was travelling with my mentor Big-hat Logan before we were separated..."
Solaire "I've heard legends of such a man, they say he's the most accomplished sorcerer every to grace the lands."
Griggs "Indeed... He left a letter telling me twas too dangerous for me to accompany him... Am I so talent-less that he could find a use for me..." he looks down depressed.
Reima "No, probably not. Most likely he valued too much to risk your life for his goal, luckily for you I know of his current location." Griggs eyes light up at his words.
Griggs "Truly? Please tell me so I can a.s.sist him on his journey."
Reima "I'll not tell you where he is because you will meet your end if you attempt it. Wait at FireLink shrine and I'll make-sure he makes it there."
Griggs looks like he wishes to argue but eventually relents, "I will do as you say... Can I learn of my saviours names atleast?"
Reima "I am Reima Ludvig, and this is Solaire of Astora." They both dip there heads to greet him.
Griggs "I'll make my way to FireLink shrine, I wish to thank you further, if you have an interest in learning sorcery I would like to offer my guidance. While I am not as learned as my mentor I can still teach to an adequate level."
Reima "Thank you, when I find the time I would be glad to learn under you."
With that the they leave Griggs after telling him the directions to the shrine and continue forwards, deeper into the slum like area.
The area isn't too difficult to deal with, with Reima's enhanced senses they easily destroy any attempted ambushes by the hollow thieves that swarm from the buildings. He doesn't forget to take the Thief armour set that is hidden inside of one of the houses.
They continue fighting through the large groups of undead dogs, hollows and thieves until the area starts becoming more.. Mossy? Gra.s.sy? It's hard to tell, they approach the Fog-gate to the Capra demon but Reima decides to open the short cut to the aqueduct/sewage pa.s.sage that leads back to FireLink shrine. They climb the tower and enter into the damp s.p.a.ce when a voice almost makes Solaire jump out of his skin.
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Female merchant "Hmm, you two still have your senses about you? Then why won't you buy some of my moss? I need your souls! Vee hee hee!"
Reima "It seems my friend is eager to buy some" He chuckles at Solaires reaction.
Solaire "Do not mock me... It was just my impressive reflexes at work." he tries to play it off but it isn't very convincing.
Reima turns to the merchant before buying a couple of transient curses, alluring skulls and some Purple moss clumps in preparation for BlightTown.
Female merchant "Thank you for the souls dearie! Vee hee hee!"
They leave and unlock the shortcut before travelling back to the fog door that leads to the Capra demon boss fight.
After a short preparation they enter the gate and stand before a small number of undead dogs and an 8ft tall demon with a cowskull for a head wielding two giant machetes. It runs at them and swings its blades downwards causing Solaire to black with his s.h.i.+eld and Reima with Quen. Reima's s.h.i.+eld explodes pus.h.i.+ng the demon back but gets mauled by the undead dogs who lunge at him while he recovers. Solaire pushes forwards to distract the demon while Reima tears one of the dogs apart with his bare hands, he ignores the painful bites and cuts the others down with Arcell before turning to a.s.sist Solaire.
Solaire manages to parry one of the Demons strikes which knocks it off balance, Reima blinks behind it and rams Arcell in between it's vertebrae, paralysed from the waist down the Demon roars at them before Solaire stabs it in the throat. The beast disappears leaving a key to the depths and a large amount of souls which Reima's Dark Sign greedily devours.
After the fight they sit down and take a rest while sipping their Estus flasks to heal the bites and bruises they had sustained.