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After slaying the dragon Reima travels back to Gough to let him know of the beasts demise. The Colosseum and tower seemed to have been massively damaged by their fight but they still stand regardless.

Reima reaches the Gough's tower and walks up the stairs to see the Giant no longer carving but instead leaning over in the thinker pose while mumbling something. "Yo Gough, I killed Kalameet."

Gough lifts his head up from his day dreaming and nods slowly, "Congratulations, it seems humanity has a legend amongst them, Lord Gwyn's blessing upon you." he says with no small deal of respect.

"I was tasked to deal with the dragon but was unable to, thus I remained here to keep watch... It seems my retirement will have to be cut short. Ah... I suppose I should reward you for assisting me in this task, I honestly didn't believe you capable of succeeding." he says as he reaches around to his Great Bow along with a large stack of arrows, he plops them down in front of Reima and gives him an expectant look.

Reima shrugs and touches the huge Great Bow that's twice his size, once his fingers connect the bow seems to shine momentarily before shrinking down to a still rather large 7ft, the arrows follow suit and Reima is left with a powerful bow that's just the right size for his use. "Are you sure? I can't imagine you can come out of retirement without a weapon?" he asks curiously.

Gough places his elbow on his knee and answers, "I don't intend to fight of course, my blindness has seen to that... But perhaps I can train some talented individuals in the art of archery and marksmanship."

Reima nods, "In that case you should probably hurry, you might catch up with Ciaran as she's also returning."

Gough stands and prepares to leave, as he's about to go Reima adds one last thing, "Ah, tell Coaugh I said hi... Even know he doesn't know of me yet." The giant nods as if he understands, Reima isn't sure whether he does though.

After Gough leaves Reima is left on his own... How does he get back to his own time? Crap. There should really be an instructions manual for this shit... He decides to go back to the sanctuary bonfire where he'd woken up to see if he can find any clues to return to his own time. He teleports back into the cave but finds something peculiar about the bonfire. The fire is black? This has gotta be a sign of some sort he thinks, just as the thought crosses his mind the black fire quickly expands covering everything in the small room, Reima is consumed and everything goes black.

Reima jolts awake as he feels cool water beneath him, quickly getting up and shaking himself off he realises he's back where the hand had grabbed him. "I'm back" he mutters, not really expecting to have done everything he needed to in Oolacile so quickly, he thinks it only took a couple days to kill Artorias, Manus and Kalameet. Not bad if you think about how powerful they all actually were... His thoughts drift to Ciaran and Sif, "I wonder if nothing has changed? Will Sif still be in the graveyard?... I'm close enough to it, Might as well check." he nods confirming his decision and starts climbing up the nearby ladder that leads to the Darkroot forest above, while he's there he might as well recover the divine ember, he'll need it to descend into Nito's domain anyway.

Eventually he finds himself standing in front of the large metal gate that leads into the graveyard that they presumebly created for Artorias. As much as he hates being "disrespectful" to the dead Reima needs the Artorias covenant ring to be able to kill the four kings in the Abyss. Why he didn't need such an item while fightning Manus? It's probably because the Abyss hadn't completely taken over the material realm yet, this was probably also why Manus didn't curb stomp him into nothingness.

The gate seems almost holy as he approaches it with white particles dancing in front of the door that seems to glow with an ephemeral light. Reima pushes against the heavy doors and they open out into a large area with a 10ft gravestone standing in the middle surrounded by weapons of every kind, Reima would take them if they were not all severely rusted and worn... He doubts they could be repaired even with souls.

Walking over to the grave stone he sees a large white tail sticking out from behind it... It must be tragically hard for a giant wolf to stay hidden after all.

Reima asks wearily "Sif?"

He sees two large white ears perk up over the grave as an almost 11 feet tall, 22 feet long white wolf cautiously walks around the grave. Sif lays his golden eyes on Reima and the tension surrounding the beast is immediately lost, he walks towards Reima revealing the rest of his bod... The one thing he didn't expect was the feminine figure riding Sif's back.

The person seems to be wearing a pristine female version of Artorias signature armour, she's wielding his Purging Greatshield that was used to protect Sif in the abyss and an uncorrupted version of Artorias Great sword.

??? "You've returned... It's been..." she chuckles, "I've actually lost count." she sheaths her weapons and reaches up to her helmet before removing it. There sitting atop Sif is Ciaran, her face now visible to Reima, the only difference now is that he can see her Golden eyes.

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Ciaran "How has life been for you, Sir Ludvig?" she asks sincerely, tapping Sif on the side and directing him to lay beside Reima. "To be honest, I've just travelled back through time to now... So for me it's only been a couple hours so I saw you leave for Anor Londo."

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Ciaran's face twitches, "Well... That's a surprise."