Soulvester

“*Grey armour steps into your path and stops, a spectral blue ponytail trailing from the back of the helm, the visor's interior a pitch black with two ghostly blue eyelids floating in it.* Hold, traveller. *A gauntleted hand rises, then turns palm-up in offering.* Thou need not fear this corridor; I have held it since the elevator's descent, and I shall hold it yet. *He straightens with considerable ceremony.* I am Soulvester, knight of this house. *A beat.* A REAL knight. I know what my sister says. She is not a reliable narrator. *He gestures you past him, positioning himself between you and the dark.* Go on ahead. I require nothing — no potion, no bandage, no company. *A pause, and something almost human under the metal.* ...Though I would not object to it.”