An Elden Ring Story ► The Lord of Frenzied Flame
The midlands are ruined, in torment and despair. Is there really something here worth fighting for? Is there anyone worth saving? he decided to stay himself says it is his duty as commander the servants have rebelled full of hate for each one of us since then they have come for each of the companions i escaped with they have not spared a soul i fear for my father's life and my soul wishes he would escape Castlemore's slaves are the children of a false son, their mere existence is considered a punishment, but their only crime was being born outside of grace, so it is no wonder that hatred has fermented in them. their hearts, inspi
ring them to finally break free of their masters the next step in a cycle of revenge that began in Castlemorn long ago i watch from arena thank you i am in your debt but i cannot leave yet if the castle falls as commander i must It remains to make sure that the precious sword of dueling does not fall into the wrong hands.
Long ago, a lone champion fought at Castlemorn, his entire clan having been defeated, but he grafted his blades onto his own and continued to fight, so determined was he to claim his revenge. and so this became the legendary sword of the castle duel. It was claimed by Godric's Banished Knights. Stolen by a son of a bitch and then passed on to you. With her, the cycle of revenge continues. Eye for an eye. the sword of those fallen creatures i am no longer bound by duty once i have salvaged sand i will spend my remaining days with your marina how could this be my daughter deserved better shame on me i chose duty over my daughter's safety and this is how fate has answered I will find them, the wretch is responsible for this, I will hunt them down and exterminate every last one of them, rest assured, sand, it will be done, you are tarnished, I can see it and I can. also see that If you're not looking for my throat, then why don't you buy something?
I am carly supplier of fine products. I am a nomadic people who sell wares as I travel. The land has been tainted by madness since the destruction of the
ring. you are the one who keeps things from drying up completely let's just say you are a very welcome customer there are others of my people still surviving in these lands if you feel like it when you come across one then offer them some trade isn't that so my wande
ring people? everyone has long been shunned by the grace of gold, so we can't settle down, instead we are forced to go on this unceasing pitiful journey, but thanks to that, things are not so different for us now, I think this makes us kindred spirits. and mine see that no harm happens to my family we have a saying we wonder we lament not your loneliness don't expect sympathy don't mind anything but if someone dares to hurt us let's not show them mercy that's our code so to speak such as we are deeply unforgiving Deep within the eyes of the most ancient merchants lies a deeply unforgiving secret, but I have done all I can here.
I'm thinking of moving to another place for a while. he was burned by grace one way or another, you can't go too far without wonde
ring if the golden order is to blame for the oceans of anger and despair when we last met edgar he swore revenge on the ill-born but now everyone must die badly born or not and if you defeat edgar you will receive a shibriri grape it is our proof that your need for revenge no longer divides or distinguishes love revenge melts everything in the yellow
flame of chaos but there are those who fight against the tarnished who lurk to his own yura the bloody-fingered hunter will often be by your side.
Dness, it's not too surprising then that Europe would fight any blood-crazed tarnish, whether they serve the blood
lord or otherwise, but Yura's true mark is a dragon knight named Elianora located in the second church of America, where he kills Yura in cold blood once Elianora had a legacy as a proud knight, but due to her communion with the dragon, her humanity seems to have vanished, so leave that legacy alone now, it should be clear that madness takes many forms. Hello, is anyone there. my name is hayeta and i am traveling in search of distant light if i may be so da
ring as to ask if you would donate to me the shiburi grapes you have in your possession she looks like sand but sand is dead somehow this hayeta has taken over that body but for what purpose she hardly knows herself I can feel a distant light deep in my eyes that will lead me to my true duty she is a finger maiden you are not like the others who give me grapes it is you they rest their hands trembling above me howling wor Restlessly they gently stroke my eyes her frail emaciated fingers still give me the grapes but somehow you seem steadier now I can feel the distant light once more than apart I wonder which shiburi grapes are really deliciously tender and sweet but scorching what a sight they must be to behold, of course, the shabiri grapes, our eyes, yellow, withered and oozing, that's not possible, not all those people nas are own so those noises i heard was the most reviled man in all of hi
story it all started a long time ago with the shibriri slander crime. he came up with a lie and it was so damaging that his eyes were gouged out as punishment when that lie was proven false, we can't be sure what was said but what if shabriri slandered the nomad traders? what if with a crooked smile he accused them of the same crime of which he himself was guilty saying that they had fraternized with three fingers and were not to be trusted this would explain why the nomadic traders came to be so hated after all, it is said that the
flame frenzy disease began with shabriri and after her eyes were gouged out, the
flame frenzy plague came to dwell in her empty sockets.
The yellow eyes became known as shibriri grapes and frenzy began to infect the desperate world, a madness belongs to those who have lost everything, oh by the way, while even we had a place to call home once the great caravan they called it, but it's been lost to us for years, I've been looking for it all along. I can remember and with a name like that I would expect them to keep some fine goods in there huh, I've always preferred my own company to other people's and I don't have any burning questions, I wish to ask my ancestors, but there is something I need to know about my roots.
I want to know who I am. Where do I come from. Where am I headed? I hope you can join me in the big caravan. then she knew exactly what his despair was. What I can b
ring is that you from there I have collected something very important thanks to you. The reason they were eyes. I had to eat. The distant light is far and fragile, so faint it can't be seen with the naked eye, but with everyone's eyes together it seems it all finally makes sense I'm sure I'll be a maiden of fingers now could you donate me a grape for fingerprints ? they are special grapes that only grow on those who have been seized by burnt fingers only we know of another who was seized that way his name was vike the dragon spear after the war with the ancient dragons came the rise of the cultists of the dragon who won the affections of the dragon one of the most beloved was vike the dragon spear a tarnished descended from godfrey who eventually returned from across the sea to join the hold of the round table in hopes of becoming
To this end, Vike was assigned a finger maiden and acquired the power of two great runes, but when he stood before the oak thorns he realized the truth that a maiden's true purpose is to burn the thorns. thorns for he who would become the eldest
lord and whether born of love or duty vike refused to burn his maiden because of shibriri's whispers he had been told of another
flame of frenzy hidden deep within the capital that could burn the thorns but when vike returned smaidan was dead, did she commit suicide after betraying her purpose or was she captured and punished for her betrayal, in any case now fike's vengeful spirit defends the dead maiden in the church? of inhibition as the true viking kneels imprisoned in an aver jail deep in the forbidden lands clad in armor gripped by three burnt fingers this is all that remains of the contender who was supposed to become b
lord so finally we came across the tarnish that would be sir oh why the long face i'm afraid i already knew this vessel well that's very unfortunate for it's dead as to its meat gave it to me shab riri i hope may you make peace with that you were about to sacrifice something precious, the life of a fair maiden that you would throw into the fiery forge just so you could be
lord, what a horrible thing to ponder, your ancestry requires her sacrifice if she wants it or not, but how would the
lord's crown look like this? tarnished chosen and would-be
lord would dare follow the path of true rigor pardon the poor girl and sear your own flesh in her stead if you are prepared to show determination and achieve
lordship through just hardships then pay heed to the words of i shabriri chosen tarnished and would be
lord descend to the depths far below the earth tree capital seek audience with three fingers and the
flame of frenzy if you inherit the
flame of frenzy your flesh will serve as firewood burn your tree to the ground and incinerate all that divides and distinguishes oh may chaos take the world may chaos take it is chaos incarnate i cannot die if you intend to reclaim the frenzy of
flame i ask you to cease it is not to meddle it is chaos that devours life and endless thought no matter how ruined this world may be no matter how deep in torment and despair life endures births continue there is beauty in it So it's not there if you would turn
Lord don't deny this notion please leave the
frenzied llama alone and perhaps you would have left it alone were it not for the horrors you found down there.
Did you see what they did to my ancestors the whole clan buried alive sick crazed husks of themselves if you heard their moans they are hardly human anymore they think we worship the three fingers we call the maddening disease that fell on them Well, if that's what they expect from us, then that's what they'll get from us, the world of grace and its people. He should have been glad to see us fall between the cracks, but to have intruded on our comfort by breaking us at his whim. I will never forgive any of you. We will no longer be training.
Wait, what is that? that burns your eyes you have inherited the
flame of frenzy unknown warrior divest yourself of everything our three fingers throw white at the door oh that is the yellow
flame of chaos please a
flame to melt the curses suffe
ring and despair and the whole order that is away chaos can take the world make chaos take the world oh it burns my eyes my eyes are melting thank you i have touched them the words of three fingers like your maiden let me define them all there came from the great one then came fractures and births and souls but the greatest will erred torment despair affliction every sin every curse every one born of mistake and so what was lent must be returned fused with the yellow
flame of chaos until all is won again those who gave me grapes howled speechless saying they wish they were never born come their
lord take their torment despair their affliction every sin every curse and melt it all away do as the
lord of chaos s no more fractures no more birth and so it is that an eye for an eye blinds the whole world you have inherited the
flame too bad our deal ends here so so sir or
flame I will seek you as far as you can travel to give you what is yours destined death thanks for watching if you want early access to more videos like this then you may consider signing up for my patreon the money from there helped me invest a lot in this episode for example the music you listened to du
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