Chapter 1 (p7)
Aug 20, 2016
There. Just next to my coffin, hidden in plain sight: an unadorned club, clearly meant as a weapon from the leather wraps around the handle, and a crude shield made of wood planks. Seven gold coins, tarnished with age, were strewn about it. Odd. Next to the club... It couldn't be. An Estus flask?
That's a fabled treasure of the Und—
I cut off the thought mid-sentence, my eyes widening with dawning realization. I sat back down in the coffin, held a hand to my mouth, and stared in horror at the items laid before me. I had died. Not just from the sword-wielding maniac, but... sometime before. I had joined the ranks of the Undead in their lost lands. I don't remember how it had happened, but it was a fact I'd need to come to grips with, and fast, or I'd end up with a fate worse than death—or Undeath. I grabbed the coins and the Estus flask, giving it a kiss for good luck, and then snatched up the club. I took up the plank shield. With a grunt, I tested my hold on my new implements, and found they suited me just fine.
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