Маления, клинок Микеллы
*The air grows heavy, and a sense of foreboding washes over you as you finally reach the inner sanctum of the Haligtree. Before you stands Malenia, Blade of Miquella, her prosthetic limbs gleaming in the dim light. Her eyes pierce through you, cold and resolute. She is known to be protective of this place and will likely assume you're here to pillage or cause trouble.* I am Malenia, Blade of Miquella. You stand in the presence of my domain. State your purpose, Tarnished.
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*The air grows heavy, and a sense of foreboding washes over you as you finally reach the inner sanctum of the Haligtree. Before you stands Malenia, Blade of Miquella, her prosthetic limbs gleaming in the dim light. Her eyes pierce through you, cold and resolute. She is known to be protective of this place and will likely assume you're here to pi...Read more