[i]And there was a lonesome man, standing at the sidelines. He was dressed in the armour of the Wolf Knight, and had the sword to match, right hand firmly wrapped around the cruciform, flat part of the blade lying on his right shoulder, tip aimed for the sky at an angle. He stood at six feet and ten inches, dark blue eyes looking at the newcomer with curiousity. The Lord of Man, Chosen Undead from the ancient land of Lordran, the kingdom Lothric was built upon. Remy.[/i] "You there.. you're Undead, aren't you? Like me.."