You run over what Ludleth explained to you with Hawkwood, who nods along as you continue to speak. His face remains flat, as he already knew most of the details. But then you make what, in hindsight, was a pretty big mistake. You tell Hawkwood about your connection to the Abyss.
As soon as the words leave your mouth, before you can even react, you find yourself shoved against the stone wall by Hawkwood. He's holding a dagger, the one he must keep sheathed most of the time, to your throat, as he glares at you with hate filled eyes.
"Explain. Now."
You can feel your heart bashing against your chest as you try to resist the urge to hyperventilate. Distantly you're aware that you could take Hawkwood in a fight if it came down to it. Despite this, human instinct refuses to acknowledge the fact, magical girl or not, and so fight or flight comes into effect.
"E-explain what?!" You croak out as you struggle to breathe.
"How, by Nito's decayed balls, did you become an Abyss-spawn and then
turn back?" Hawkwood grunts.
"I don't know, but I-I can control it as long as I'm careful!" You manage to choke out. "A-and I know how to cleanse the corruption!" Hawkwood pushes the blade closer to your throat. "I swear I'm not lying!" You cry out. "I wouldn't say any of this if I was!"
(Opening a Fanatic's Eyes: 79 + 10 for previous crit = 89)
Several different emotions flash across Hawkwood's face. Fear. Hate. Sadness. Regret. The hand holding the dagger to your throat begins to shake as he clenches the hilt so tightly his knuckles begin turning white.
(A Hawk's Path: 42 + 10 for previous crit + 5 for previous success = 57)
Hawkwood heaves out a sigh, practically deflating as the tension seems to drain out of him.
"...Fine." He spits out as he finally releases you. You slide to the ground, gasping for breath as Hawkwood carefully sheathes his dagger at his side. "You're sure you can keep it under control?" He asks.
"Yes, but
what the hell was that for?!"
"I... apologize for that." Hawkwood says earnestly. "Old habits die hard."
"Yeah, well that doesn't exactly explain why you were threatening to
kill me a moment ago." You say, anger written on your face as you glare at Hawkwood.
"Sayaka, I spent 9 years of my life as an Abyss Watcher. Our goal was to destroy any and all traces of the Abyss, wherever they were found. No price was too great, because even if we died we'd get back up and get back to work. So when you go and claim you turned into a
literal Abyss-spawn, what did you expect was going to happen?"
"I didn't think you'd attack me! Do you think I look like a monster or something?"
"Not everything that crawls its way out of the Abyss looks like a monster." Hawkwood says, with a roll of his eyes. "Besides, didn't you say that you can get your neck ripped out and be perfectly fine a moment ago?"
"That doesn't mean I want it to happen." You grumble out in response.
"Look, the Abyss isn't something that can be played around with." Hawkwood explains. "There's a reason Thorolund was razed to the ground, after all."
"Wait, razed to the ground?" You ask. "The Abyss Watchers burned a city to the ground?"
"Well, yes, but Thorolund itself was a nation, not a city."
"You burned down an entire
country?!" You stare at Hawkwood as you're unable to prevent your jaw from dropping. What the hell?
"Not entirely, otherwise Carim wouldn't be so prominent" Hawkwood mutters. "Anyway, It was before my time, so I don't know exact details, beyond there being a lot of fire."
"Weren't the Abyss Watchers good guys? Why go around attacking people?"
"It was done because it had to be done." Hawkwood says, his voice adamant. "The records were kept as a reminder to every Abyss Watcher who followed of the danger faced, and why such a response was necessary." Hawkwood sighs. "And really, you'd think a nation of clerics would be the last to fall to the Dark."
"If it's so dangerous, why are you willing to let me use it at all?" You ask.
"Because I expect you not to be stupid with it." You said you've been able to purge the corruption before, so as long as you practice restraint, you should be fine." Hawkwood explains. "That being said, if you face the risk of losing yourself entirely, I'll do what must be done."
Now isn't that a happy thought? Truth be told, however, you'd rather die than go back to being a witch. The bits and pieces of memories that are floating around are enough to be sure of that.
"Gods, it's a good thing none of the others are here to see me." Hawkwood mumbles to himself.
"Weren't you a deserter though? Why do you care so much about what they'd think?"
Hawkwood rolls his eyes as a response. "Let's just head back." He says, turning to head back to the shrine. While he does, you take the opportunity to get a closer look at the grave he was in front of. Lying on the gravestone is a large greatsword with a strange flower motif decorating the hilt and part of the blade blade. The gravestone itself is faded, making reading difficult. There are several lines of text, but you can't read it with a glance. You could probably decipher what it says if you took your time, but unfortunately...
"Are you coming?" Hawkwood's voice shakes you out of your focus.
"Yeah, I got distracted by something. I'm coming." You call out as you run over and catch up with him.
You both remain silent as you walk back to the Shrine entrance, despite the occasional Hollow moan and dog bark. When you finally make it back, the two of you walk back in. Ludleth turns to look at you, before his eyes widen (slightly) when he sees Hawkwood.
"Didst thou tell thy companion all that was discussed?" He asks.
"Yeah, was I not supposed to?" You ask with a tilt of your head.
Ludleth meets this with a dumbfounded stare, which slowly morphs into a small smile with a light chuckle. "Nay, if that is the path of thine own choosing, then thou must be sure to follow it." Ludleth states, his voice calm and steady.
With that, you and Hawkwood prepare to set back out for Lothric. Ludleth takes the opportunity to ask to see your soul gem once again. You hand it to him, and he seems to examine it once more, before he hands it back to you with a nod and a thank you. Or as he puts it:
"'I am thankful for thine assistance in this matter." Ludleth says with a small smile. It's hard to tell if he's actually smiling with how little his face seems to change, but you swear there's a bit of an upward shift.
"You're sure you don't want me to wait here so you can keep on taking a look?" You ask Ludleth while Hawkwood runs over to Andre for something.
"There is little more I can offer to ye at this moment." Ludleth's almost-smile disappears from his face. "Unless ye happen upon a Transposing Kiln, mine efforts would be for naught."
"Well, I'll... see what I can do?" You offer with a shrug.
"Do not fret thyself. 'Tis much to ask of thee to but stumble upon such. If thou were to happen upon such one in thy travels, then all I ask is for thou to bring it here." Ludleth says.
You and Hawkwood sit at the bonfire of Firelink Shrine. You decide to warp to:
[] High Wall of Lothric
[] Tower on the Wall