Seeking Power

At the Agheel's Lake North site of grace sat a man eating roasted tentacles. His teeth ripped and tore through his source of food in a beastly manner.. As he was enjoying his meal, some fades into existence. Particles accumulate, gathering in one spot and forging something brand new. A woman with blood red hair, a black cloak, and a blindfold that covered her eyes kneeled before him. "Greetings Tarnished."

"Hm? Who's this? I don't remember her being a character in the game. But at the same time....The Land Between is a large place...." He swallowed the food in his mouth and responded. "Who are you?"

"My name is Sòlas. I come with a proposal in mind."

He looked at her then surveyed the surroundings. "She didn't come here with anyone. It's just her." The food in his hand disappears. A wolf pelt manifested in his right hand. He gently lays it down for the maiden. "Sit on that first. I'd feel bad if that dress of yours got dirty."

She raised herself and sat down on the wolf. "Much obliged, Tarnished."

"Tyr..."

"Pardon?"

"My name is not Tarnished....it is Tyr." He informed her. "Kaylo was never enough anyways..."

"My apologies, Tyr." Sòlas corrected herself. "Have you heard of the Finger Maidens?"

His eyes focused, undialating once she spoke of those words. "Is this.....is this it??"

"They serve the Two Fingers, offering a path, and assistance, to the Tarnished." She continued. "But you, lamentably, are maidenless."

"That hurt....somewhere that hurt..." He thought.

"I can play the role of Maiden. Converting runes into strength for the battles yet to come."

"Deal."

"I....pardon?"

"I accept this accord. Unless there's some underlying contract you want me to adhere to."

"I only want you to take me to Godrick in return."

"That's not too far. I can do that in no time."

Sòlas outstretched her hand to Tyr. "Then place your hand upon mine. And allow me to turn Runes into strength."

His hand gently lays up on hers. A light engulfed his being. The runes he gathered in the last two days are converted into strength. Unlike the game, his body overall becomes stronger. On top of the training he's went through, he was stronger than he was before.

Because of it being a Real Life Experience of Elden Ring, he gets double to amount of runes than a New Game experience. So off of the few people he's killed, he is now at level 15. Mainly thanks to the dungeon boss he's defeated. But his body is greater than this due to his chakra control training. Gorgon was a level 10 who had great magic affinity and was blessed with a body that automatically had a high magic potency for his level. But at level 5 he was still greater than him.

"With this, I can beat Agheel and the Tree Sentinel." He reached over and hugged Sòlas. "Thank you!! I needed this!!"

She did not expect this at all. She didn't know how to react to this sudden presentation of gratitude. "....It is my pleasure tar....Tyr."

"I'll get to Godrick for you...I just need to do two things and I'll get there as fast I can!" Unknowingly, his mask slipped off for a second.

"You have my thanks. I will always be nearby, Tyr. If you ever need me. Speak my name."

"Will do, beautiful." He winked at her.

She then turned into blue dust.

"M'lord, your silver tongue is quite impeccable." A voice too familiar to Tyr spoke.

"That's just how it be." He snarkingly responds. "Wait, Gunne??" His head turned left and right, looking for the origin of the voice.

"Yes, M'lord?"

"Where are you? Why can't I see you but I can hear you in my head?"

"Well, after my departure I entered this null realm. Nothing is in view. Except..."

"Except what?"

"Except the scenery you are perceiving."

While he was befuddled, it did make sense. "That could be the reason why Latenna knew where the player was whenever she was near Castle Sol." He pondered.

"Guess sex is off the menu." He scratched the back of his head.

"Pardon?"

"Nothing.... don't worry about it." He finished his tentacle he was chewing earlier. His fingers interlock and gaze at the sky. "MmmmmmNAAAAH!!" A relaxing groan leaves him as his upper back, forearms, and triceps were stretched in one go. He takes his time out to do basic stretches for the rest of his body before initiating a chakra boosted dash.

"So where might you be headed, my liege?"

"We'll be fighting someone who kept giving me trouble."

Tyr arrived at his desired destination. Staring at the one who defeated him twice was the man equipped with large armaments, The Tree Sentinel.

"Let's get this finale Rollin."