Written In Stone

Duchess confessed to not knowing what the stones were for either, and Artorias felt a little better knowing he wasn't missing anything super obvious. From the corner of his eye he watched her move, turning his head to see her stretch her slender body up the stones to examine the symbols engraved on them closer. A crooked smirk touched his lips while he watched her, forgetting sometimes just how big he was and how it was a boon for things like this. Duchess said the stones glowed in the moonlight, and now the behemoth of a brute wanted to see that more than anything. "No kidding?" he murmured, inspecting the stones closer. They didn't seem to have any bioluminescent properties; they just looked like regular old granite stones to him.

Artorias glanced up at the heavy blanket of gray clouds above their heads, the misting rain obscuring the sky almost entirely. He didn't need to see the sun to tell it was early afternoon, however. Night would not be for a few more hours still. "Well, we could go explore some nearby areas and come back when the sun goes down if you wanna see them glow too," he suggested with a shrug. "Or we could wait here. I don't mind, and I'd really like to see that too." He was sure they could find ways to pass the time together until dusk.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Argent"