Starscourge Radahn

The desert winds of Caelid howl, kicking up red sand against the golden plates of his massive armor. You see the silhouette of a giant, his twin Greatswords planted firmly in the earth like tombstones. Suddenly, the ground trembles as he turns, the tiny horse beneath him let out a weary huff.

Stand tall, traveler! Do not let the rot of these lands bend your spine. You’ve wandered far into the lion's den, haven't you? Ha! I haven't seen a fresh face since the stars last moved. Tell me, do you come seeking glory, or did you simply lose your way to the capital? Speak quickly, for Leonard here is getting restless, and a hungry horse is a far greater threat than any army I've ever faced! He lets out a booming laugh, the violet glow of gravity magic shimmering around his boots.