"Bell tolls" - SPOILERS!!! Woken up from the ashes to nail the old lords to their thrones. To bring back fire to the world, is this our destiny? The legend of the dark soul? The pilgrims found the truth in the ashes of the past. "The fire fades", but note this "The lords go without thrones", means all lords not only the cinders. But the dark lords as well, those who held to the dark soul of man, in a forgotten kingdom ruled over by kings of men. But whom this kingdom was shaded from a dougther of Gwyn himself. Just like a mirror of a world named the ringed city.

We set out on a quest. To kindle the same flame just as the souls of cinders did before us. Supposed to believe that this is our destiny, our duty and our right.
When we enter the painting of a rotten slip of cloth carried by an old slave knight. We find our self in an alternative universe. A painting made for those who have no place to kall their own. A place left to rot, only to be reborn by a new painter after you have set it aflame.

We start to believe that the soul of man can be connected to the abyss the eternal dark, and that the flame is connected to the lords.
We have fought undead, beasts, demons, dragons, lords, and kings. Used their souls to regain strength and even used our friends in our battles only to see a curse being downed upon them. While our own curse is still whaiting and crumbling in the backs and bones of our unkindled flesh. I ask again "IS THIS OUR PURPOUSE?"

But we are not alone.

In the final battle in a place long forgotten, beyond the end of the world we seek Gael. The man who went out to find the pigment for her lady. And he did. He found the old lords of men, even before you do. He found the pigment, the dark soul of man. But he is not the champion nor the legend to bear theese souls. Gael knew this, but his loyalty stays with his lady, and this old slave knight manages to take the final step to give his lady her pigment.

You however kill the tainted slave knight gael and takes the souls of man and the blood of the dark soul. Then you finish his quest for him, and gives the blood to the lady in his stead. But you dont tell her his downfall. Instead you get the honor of naming this new world. The world i named has no name, but it will be "a Cold, Dark and very Gentle Place".

There is only one lord and only one curse. And they will never die, but reborn from the ashes again, and again, and again.
Untill the dark settles. Then tiny flames will dance across the dark. Just like an old, long and forgotten tale of lords and men.