Lordran was a dangerous place, and even though few would ever incite violence at the shared refuge that was Firelink Shrine Kaine still grasped the hilt of his enchanted rapier when he heard the sudden sound of flowing water, and looked up to see the horned angelic-looking woman materialize. He wondered if she might be some new kind of chaos demon spawned in the depths of Izalith down below, but quickly dismissed that idea. This woman was something different, and when she spoke he stood up and started toward the dessicated tree above, curious to have a look at this new arrival to the cursed land of the gods, speaking to her in a low, slightly raspy voice.<br/><br/><strong>"Hmm...whoever or whatever you are, you've found yourself in a place called Lordran. If your coming here is a result of some magical mishap as you say, then you may want to brace yourself. This land is cursed, and you should trust nothing and noone. Though, if you are here then it is no accident. This land tends to draw those whose fate is tied to those of the incarnate gods that once dwelt here. So....welcome to lordran. "</strong>