Cave of Knowledge
The Champion slowly makes his way through the thin cave system, finding more decrepit grey zombie-like commoners with torches digging in the dirt, mumbling random nonsense as they do, easily dispatching them using stealth before stabbing them in the heart if possible, before he gets to a room with two that have broken swords and misses his stab to the heart on the first, breaking his spine but not outright killing him,
"Uuuaahhh", it groans out, alerting the other to his presence, "shit", he can only get out before he backpedals a little to make distance while the second one shambles towards him before abruptly changing targets, "ruuunes" it mumbles as it repeatedly stabs the one on the ground, "oh? I didn't get the runes, guess that's how its supposed to work but the games go easy on you", he says to himself before lopping the seconds head off, "weak AND dumb, guess my only problems gonna be the 5-ish soldiers and the captain at the end, just gotta not let myself get surrounded, its like zombie survival rules".
He continues his method, not running into more than two before he enters a larger room and sees a Godrick soldier with a spear and wooden great shield standing in the middle of a group of 6 commoners, noticing them digging in the dirt and rock with bloody hands, "Fiiiind iiiiit", he half mumbles half yells at them continuously at them in a zombie-like tone, fixated on whatever it is he was ordered to find, "uuuuhhh", one of the commoners groans a little too loud though and the soldier approaches them before slamming the edge of his shield on his foot, making a loud *CRACK* as his ankle breaks in two, continuing to mumble/yell at it to ""find it"".
'Yikes these guys are brutal, guess my first target is him, his whole self is armored though, gotta hit the armpit where the armor is weak, or somehow hit his eyes or neck with his shield in the way', he takes a little to deliberate his option before he comes up with a plan, 'I'm going about this wrong, I don't have to kill them all if they do it for me, he is quite trigger happy, so I might be able to get him to kill at least one of them'. Throwing a rock at one of the commoners heads to test this theory, it makes a noise, causing the soldier to turn to him, yelling and stabbing him repeatedly for his supposed insolence of making noises, 'alright, now for the hard part'.
He slowly walks up behind him as quiet as he can, whatever noises he makes being drown out by the soldiers moaning and groaning at the bleeding out commoner, 'here goes nothing', he says to himself before he abruptly grabs onto the spear and tackles the soldier to the ground with difficulty due to the added weight of his armor, managing to pull the spear from his grip he gets a shield to his face for his troubles as he rolls off him, standing to his feet where he entered the chamber, he can't help but curse as he wipes the blood from his now broken nose, taking a small sip from his red flask, nearly coughing it all up when he finds it tastes like extremely potent cough syrup that stings his mouth, but he can't dwell on it for long as he takes his spear in two hands, readying himself for the soldier who had finally stood up and was approaching him with his shield up, "c'mon then, lets dance!".
The Soldier rushes the Champion at the taunt, preparing a shield bash as he rushes towards him, the champion simply puts the spear off to his right as he backpedals, jumping back and dodging the bash and adjusting his grip to be a backwards grip so he can use the better momentum of the position to temporarily move the shield and jam the spear into his neck, shoving him to the ground and twisting it to ensure his victory, quickly pulling the spear out he steps back more as the 5 remaining commoners shamble towards him, however he is easily take potshots with the spear out of their reach to kill them without a problem.
Wiping the sweat from his brow he checks his rune count, "[346 Runes] huh? means that was worth 130 something runes while each of the commoners are 19 each, nearly 10 times the cash for about 3 times the strength, god farming runes is gonna suck if I don't find an easier way to get them", he says as he thinks to himself for a moment, "lets continue through here before I get an existential crises, I'm gonna miss music", he continues through the cave as he lists the things he's gonna miss from his world as he kills a few more commoners before he turns a corner and gets struck in the gut by a crossbow bolt, "ARGH... YOU PIECE OF SHIT", he says on reflex directed at the soldier on a stone bridge above he forgot about.
He quickly started to think on his feet as he ripped out the bolt and chugged a mouthful of his red flask, feeling the tingle again he infers the tingle is it healing, and grabs one of the rusted daggers in the last chamber as he quickly sets a plan in motion, 'if i can bait the bolt I can throw this at him, best case scenario I distract him so I can keep the crossbow, a ranged option sounds so good right now', jogging back to the corner he peaks it crouched and has to duck back as the bolt goes whizzing by, 'Now!', he throws the dagger and it goes flying, hitting the soldier in the arm, causing him to drop his crossbow. Using this chance he rushes through the room to the other side, dodging and slashing at the commoners hiding in the bushes, reaching the other side he finds another soldier moving corpses, quickly taking the chance as the soldier turns, confused at the noise behind him, getting a spear through the throat for for his trouble.