The Guardian's Playing Field

"You've stolen my land from me. Zereum, the Garden, you've claimed it all for your own. I will at least die in my own playing field, where you cannot desecrate my soul."

Before you stands a large stone room with a large, stone sarcophagus covered in strange, glowing writings in the center. Off to the side, a suit of gleaming silver armor can be seen with a greatsword in hand. The greatsword looks to be made of some sort of strange material, and it has an odd design...

[To The Hall of Fate]