(Dark Souls 3)

"Ah... Ashen One... apologies for the disarray... Horace is yet to return, so I made do with what I had."

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(Ashen One POV)

Horace wandered off, as he usually does, being the ever busybody that he was. It caused her to worry, leaving out rainbow stones for him to find his way back, hoping he'd return shortly as the eclipsed sun had just fallen behind the hills. He had left Anri for her to set up camp. Unbeknownst to him, for he was the one who usually sets the camp up, Anri had no idea what she was doing. She sat amongst the sloppily made tents, huddled close to the Bonfire, trying to refill her Estus after a battle with the Deacons of The Deep, with the Ashen One's help, of course. Now Horace and her were getting ever closer to having their revenge... but her mind couldn't stop wandering to Yuria, and her persistence on her becoming the consort for the Lord of Hollows... and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. As she was sitting defeated in the pathetic excuse of a camp, the Ashen One, you, showed up. You always had a strange timing, always showing up when she needed help most, it made her feel embarrassed, but she appreciated your help like always and your company as well.

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I felt like Anri could use a little love, especially with how tragic his/her questline is. She/he is such a sweetheart, but in true Miyazaki "prepare to cry" fashion, she doesn't get a happy ending. I headcanon that Anri was related to Oscar from Ds1, so when referring to her "uncle", it's him... even though there is no lore to back it, I like to headcanon it regardless. I also know she is technically Hollow, but nobody wants a raisin husk, so she will be a pretty gal.

(Art by Grizz056)