>>6292334The shroud almost feels like an embrace, cool and soft, vast and even welcoming, holding you close as you wear it. You close your eyes as the sensation of a cool, silent force rests upon you as one would their safest respite. You know you are changing, into what is anyone's guess, but you do not shy away from what would otherwise horrify any man. This fear confides in your company and knows you as you will know it in turn.
You cast your gaze down and see your arms more or less the same, and yet flowing with a strength that will become familiar enough as you grow accustomed to wearing the new cloak. You reach up slowly to feel at your face and it's skeletal, a sheet of white gossamer clinging to it as if the head of a long dead king. It does not bother you. You See just fine and this new visage will just be another thing you embrace as you are embraced.
You feel like something is missing though. Something should be here along with you and you grasp that feeling in a literal sense.
From manifested darkness appears a sanguineous red blade, glowing with a gentle light that assures you of the worth you both share. It is your will. It will cut and drive back the monsters if only to fulfill its role and allow you the rest you deserve here, in the village, safe and sound.
Won't you let it witness your tale, Capran? There are many stories of valiant heroes but the greatest feat of any warrior is a gentle end of a long enjoyed life The most miniscule shadows that hide from the sun around you flow up in rivets to join this cloak beside you.
A fear has come to call your shoulders home and not as a haunting ground.
>Binding unlocked. Mourning Shroud: True EndYou think you will put this to excellent use.
>Manifest a fear (???)>See into the nightmare (potentially risky) (???)>Listen.>Learn (risky) (???)>Unbind the spirit>Turn around>Other? 