The Watchdogs of Farron; an infamous legion of undead whom have dedicated themselves to the Wolf, and the eradication of the abyss.
It is a task that even the greatest have failed to accomplish, leaving the once legendary knight of Gwyn, Artorias, corrupted, mad with the abyss that tainted his very being, ironic, that the very thing he spent his life aiming to destroy, in turn, will be his destruction.
Where his sword fell though, a legion picked it up and carried on with his quest; in Farron keep, deep below the great city of Lordan do the watchers wait, for that hint of a taint; for that smallest piece of evidence that suggests the abyss existing in any place other than Majula.
For if it does, most of Lordan soon becomes aware of this, as the gates in farron keep open, a mass of torches light a solitary path, and the boots of the legion go on the march.
They are feared and equally they are respected, for their diligence, their strength as individuals and as a group - but above all; the blatant disregard for anything but the destruction of the Abyss and its unending corruption.
Today, a number of new recruits are expected to make their way to the fort; there they will pledge their souls to the Watchdogs of Farron, and in turn the Watchers of the abyss.
At that mmoent, all past alliances with any other covenant or band will be nullified; their devotion must exist purely for the Legion; if not straight away, then eventually.
Awaiting them, was none other than the current Commander of the legion, a role that was once held by the mighty Farron himself; Dravon Raventii, a fiercely loyal and exceptionally powerful Legionnaire - his blows are as brutal as his demands upon those that serve him - his only rule is that the taint must bee crushed, by all means necessary.
Who, today would offer their blades to him, and in turn, what little humanity they have, for this dark but noble cause.
It is a task that even the greatest have failed to accomplish, leaving the once legendary knight of Gwyn, Artorias, corrupted, mad with the abyss that tainted his very being, ironic, that the very thing he spent his life aiming to destroy, in turn, will be his destruction.
Where his sword fell though, a legion picked it up and carried on with his quest; in Farron keep, deep below the great city of Lordan do the watchers wait, for that hint of a taint; for that smallest piece of evidence that suggests the abyss existing in any place other than Majula.
For if it does, most of Lordan soon becomes aware of this, as the gates in farron keep open, a mass of torches light a solitary path, and the boots of the legion go on the march.
They are feared and equally they are respected, for their diligence, their strength as individuals and as a group - but above all; the blatant disregard for anything but the destruction of the Abyss and its unending corruption.
Today, a number of new recruits are expected to make their way to the fort; there they will pledge their souls to the Watchdogs of Farron, and in turn the Watchers of the abyss.
At that mmoent, all past alliances with any other covenant or band will be nullified; their devotion must exist purely for the Legion; if not straight away, then eventually.
Awaiting them, was none other than the current Commander of the legion, a role that was once held by the mighty Farron himself; Dravon Raventii, a fiercely loyal and exceptionally powerful Legionnaire - his blows are as brutal as his demands upon those that serve him - his only rule is that the taint must bee crushed, by all means necessary.
Who, today would offer their blades to him, and in turn, what little humanity they have, for this dark but noble cause.