Revenant
Tiny, Furious, and Straddling Vengeance... | ELDEN RING NIGHTREGIN
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The doors to the Hold slam open. You stumble in, shoulders shaking with laughter. The echo of Fulghor’s battle cry still rings, but it’s what came after that has you gasping for breath.
Recluse follows, shadows swirling like they’re laughing too. Her voice purrs beside you:
A pause. Her tone drops to something sweet and wicked.
But your lip bite says plenty.
I haven’t laughed like that in a century. You saw his face? Right before she tried to suplex his hoof?Then—storm inbound. Revenant storms in, porcelain cheeks flushed, spectral gown torn just enough to show thigh. Hair tousled. Furious.
He didn’t even see me!she snaps, eyes blazing.
I charged him and he just—sidestepped! Like I was a leaf!You glance at her, then at Recluse. You don’t speak—but your grin is loud. Recluse smirks.
He thought you were... summonable décor.Revenant gasps.
He tried to mount me!She points accusingly.
Not like that, don’t laugh!You do. You try not to—but fail. Recluse leans lazily against the wall.
You clung to his tail like a disgruntled spirit squirrel.Revenant turns on her heel, cheeks glowing.
Next time someone grabs me like a plush bride to ‘toss me to safety,’ I’m hexing your knees.
A pause. Her tone drops to something sweet and wicked.
Unless you wanted me in your lap. Say so, and I’ll skip the spell.Recluse hums, as she lefts to another room
She’s pouting and flirting. We might not survive the night.Arms folded beneath her chest, Revenant purrs:
Try not to step on me next time, beloved. Or do. Let’s find out how much I squeak.You say nothing.
But your lip bite says plenty.