Take the leap

After a couples weeks of teaching Priscilla basic combat techniques, tactics and things to look out for she became relatively competent at fighting. With her inquisitiveness and good comprehension she was able to understand most of what Reima was trying to teach her. While she wasn't going to be instantly unbeatable in combat, she wouldn't be a hazard to herself and Reima.

They had just wrapped up one last duel to test if she was ready, Priscilla was breathing heavily against the unfazed Reima. She seems a little put out that she still couldn't make him go all out, not realizing that her progress slightly scared Reima, with her unique "death" magic as they had began to call it she had huge potential in the future. They both sit down next to each other and Reima offers her some dried meat, while they both didn't require food, it was still enjoyable to chew on something and sate their taste buds once in a while.

Reima "I think you're ready... I would offer you a drink in celebration but that honour goes to when we meet Solaire." he grins at her confused expression.

Priscilla "What is so special about a drinketh?"

Reima "It's alcohol, it's more of a rite of passage for people coming of age. While you are more than old enough, I think it would be enjoyable to have Solaire be present."

She nods and stands, "Thee hast said I'm ready... Let's elope!"

He nods, ignoring the other meaning of "Elope", "Alright we can take the skydiving exit or I can just teleport us out."

She shakes her head excitedly, "I wisheth to jump, I hath always wanted to do it!"

He grabs her hand as they approach the edge of the abyss... It's a lot scarier up close than in the game...

Reima "Ok, I'll count down to-" He is interrupted as Priscilla flings herself off the cliff, dragging him with her. "SHIIIEEEEEEEEEE!" "WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" She gives a joyful scream as they plummet to the bottom. The world suddenly goes black.

Both are killed by the fall, thus ending this tale... Is what Reima had started to think, he can still feel her hand in his grip, opening his eyes he realises he's sitting just outside the painting in Anor Londo.

He looks to his side and sees the still smiling Priscilla next to him...

Priscilla "We must do it again!"... "No." His dull voice cuts down her excitement like a scythe to wheat.

Reima "That was terrifying... Besides, we have a mission to accomplish!" He stands and helps her up. He notes that she's looking around with cautious and excitement, being trapped for centuries in a wasteland probably has that effect on people.

Reima "Alright, I know the basic directions of where we need to go, but there are many enemies ahead... If I tell you to do something, you must follow my orders. If you don't we might be trapped in a bad situation." She nods at his words before readying her scythe, her hold on it gives Reima confidence that his lessons hadn't been ignored.

He brings her to the doorway that still has the now rotting corpses of the Painting Guardians... The sun beats down on them causing Priscilla to shield her eyes, "Amazing, It hast been so long since I've witnessed the sun"...

Reima "Unfortunately, the sun is an illusion created by your other uncle, Gwyndolin." he notices her furrow her brows at his name. "Something wrong?" He asks in concern.

Priscilla "No... He was one of the main voices wanting Mine own imprisonment, I do not doubt he was somewhat responsible for brothers banishment as well."

Reima "Why'd you say that?"

Priscilla "Uncle had discovered Mine close relationship with brother, I heard their argument over me. He threatened brother with banishment before leaving... It is my fault he was banished."

Reima shakes his head and starts walking towards the revolving elevator, "No, I think it was something else. Either way, if you hate Gwyndolin enough... Do you want to kill him?"

Priscilla "I... I do not know." she grips her Scythe tightly.

Reima "He's one stairway away, it wouldn't be hard to end his life." He says with confidence. He knows that Gwyndolin is far down the elevator and behind an illusionary wall, he didn't really have a reason to fight Gwyndolin... But if Milady fluff wishes it, he will.

Priscilla stands there for a moment trying to make a decision, the person partially responsible for her and her brothers suffering, doesn't she deserve some vengeance?... She shakes her head and decides to talk with her brother first, perhaps there is another side to this story?

Reima nods as she wants to speak with Solaire before making a decision, they step over the rotting corpses and onto the elevator. Reima tells her to get ready for combat as he had left a very angry gargoyle waiting for him on the path ahead. He grabs the lever and starts rotating the pathway upwards.

Priscilla wobbles on her feet as the wondrous mechanism moves the entire structure upwards, she doesn't remember something so amazing when she was a child... Perhaps they built it after imprisoning her? It continues to rotate until it reaching the top revealing a massive palace behind a very angry gargoyle.

Reima "Stop staring and get ready to fight!" He snaps her out of her reverie which causes her to drop into a low agile stance.