The man in question raises hairy chin in Reima's direction and nods at him, "Aye, welcome back. I don't suppose you got somethin ya need craftin?"

Reima grins, "Actually, I've got a couple gifts for you." he retrieves the divine ember and occult ember and hands them over.

Andre "Aw, ye shouldn' have." he says sincerely as he inspects his gifts, his eyes open wide at the two incredibly rare embers... Not even Lord Gwyn could produce one from his vaults, Reima would know. "Where did ye find these pieces?" he asks.

Reima shrugs, "The dark one in a lost world used to imprison an innocent half dragon, the s.h.i.+ny one was stored atop a tower guarded by a giant magical b.u.t.terfly."

... Andre gives Reima a blank look as if he doesn't believe him, he sighs. "Eh, Thank ye fur the gift I suppose..."

Reima "Could I get some things upgraded? If you have the time..."

Andre just nods, Reima hands over his Silver straight sword and requests it to be enchanted with the divine ember. He ponders for a moment before deciding to swap out his original steel sword with the black knight sword, while it's the same length as his previous one it's width is much larger, making regular humans unable to wield it with one hand... Obviously Reima isn't "Normal" anymore so he can easily swing it around as if it were a rapier. He has Andre modify the Sheath so it can fit comfortably on his back beside his Silver Knight straight sword. He also doesn't forget to get Andre to enchant it with occult, making it extremely deadly to those with uncorrupted souls... This includes Humans, Elves, G.o.ds and even regular animals, it probably works on most humanoid races that aren't extremely evil or something similar.

Reima also gets Andre to upgrade the Obsidian Greatsword that he'd acquired from Kalameet to it's max level, enabling him to have it ready for battle should he need it's peculiar ability to release black and white flames, their difference when compared to normal flames? Reima hasn't quite figured it out yet.

Thinking of Solaire he gets a spare sword divinely enchanted, just incase his friend doesn't have anything similar. After a day or two of idly watching Andre slam his hammer on metal and muttering quick inaudible incantations over the various embers Reima receives his weapons. The Obsidian Greatsword looks no different from before so he just puts it to the side to examine the others, he looks at his Silver sword and marvels at the small golden glow it's giving off, it feels almost serene to be around... He sheaths it on his back and looks at the Black Knights sword, the handle and hilt are still the menacing black but the blade is surrounded in an ominous purple mist... He moves the swords around and the mist follows, taking a deep breath and gritting his teeth he makes a small cut on his arm to see the enchantments effects. He immediately regrets it as his skin begins to rot around the cut, the beginning of necrosis begins to slowly spread visibly through his veins, he quickly takes a couple gulps of Estus which heals the necrosis but Reima is slightly shaken by the swords effects... If a normal person was cut and didn't die soon after they'd have to lose a limb to stop being immediately effected by gangrene. He carefully sheaths it and stores away the spare divine sword that he had made for Solaire before thanking Andre and leaving.

After resting at the bonfire and refilling his Estus Reima decides to return to the sisters cave, to retrieve Solaire and see how Dusk is doing. He vanishes and reappears ontop of someones game of Gwent... He looks down and sees that he's standing on some cards carefully placed on the floor, he's immediately pushed off of the cards and recieves a harsh glare from the two people who were playing... Quelina and Priscilla looks at him with visible irritation.

Reima holds his hands up in an attempt to pacify the angry spider and dragon, "Hold on, it was an accident... You guys know I always teleport on that exact location!" His words don't seem to affect their mood, he's seemingly saved when a jubilant Dusk walks out from the side and speaks on his behalf.

Dusk "Ah, Lina, Cilla, Sir Reima didn't mean any harm... Maybe you could let him off this one time?" she bows to them as if she's apologising for him.

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Priscilla huffs and looks at him, "Were these not your cards I would've thrown them at you... It also seems that Sister Quelaag wanted to speak with you." as soon as Reima hears this alarm bells go off in his head. "Err, no thanks... I think I'll just collect Solaire and leave... Have you seen him around?"

Priscilla's brows furrow, "He's training with the Chaos Servants in the demon ruins... Are you going to take him on another adventure?" she sends an imploring look at him.

Reima nods, "Yes... Don't look at me like that, you know it's far too dangerous to bring you." Her puppy eyes intensify, making Reima feel guilty about stealing her "brother" away again, "I'll make it up to you later ok? I will absolutely not take you to fight a G.o.d but I'll bring you to see a... Wolf? Later." he says, coming up with a quick excuse.

Priscilla looks at him confused, "What's a Wolf?"

Reima grins, "It's like a cat but bigger and tougher." he can see by the excited look on her face he's got her.

The pale spider chimes in, "Ah, could I come as well? I've always wanted to pet an animal." he nods, if this carries on he'll have to bring the entire Chaos covenant as well.