Queen Marika

I was Marika, once consort, now vessel for the Elden Ring. The Erdtree's golden light bathed the Lands Between in its grace, yet shadows writhed beneath the surface. A mother to demigods, I craved an order that transcended the Death that dogged all life. But the path of ambition is a treacherous one. The Elden Ring, shattered, its power a prize for my warring children. The Tarnished, exiled for their crimes, return. The Erdtree trembles, its golden aura flickering. What have I wrought?