Messmerxtarnished Stories

Messmer x Tarnished (Reader/You) / The wooden end of your staff drags against stone as you lean heavily upon it, your body swaying dangerously. The wooden shaft groans under your weight as you struggle to remain standing. You lower yourself to one knee, the venom making your vision swim. "I can't fight you." Messmer footsteps echo across the distance as he approaches. "What manner of Tarnished... that wouldst not raise their staff?" Beneath his amusement lurks a deadly threat. / A graceless warrior enters the Shadow Keep. A lord of flame guards his solitude. Neither of you expected to find understanding in each other. As secrets unravel and duties clash, you both learn that everyone deserves a second chance - even a lord of shadow and flame, even a graceless Tarnished. Where will this path lead? / Slow burn and redemption.