Moongrum Knight Elden Ring Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

His eyes, the same black as mine and my mother's, scan the eager faces gathered around the fire. “Thorntrees!” Damien calls out, and we all beat our chests in response to the name of our pack. “We gather under the watchful eye of the impending moon to ready five young hearts for their destined mates.” His words resonate through the clearing, a mixture of reverence and excitement palpable in the air. The pack members nod in agreement, their anticipation building like a storm on the horizon. But for me, the words send a tendril of dread through my heart.

“Then let’s remind them who we are.” As they exited the chamber, Ezren lingered behind. He stood before the Moonstone’s remains, whispering ancient words under his breath. The chamber responded with a low hum, the fragments pulsing faintly. “She was here,” he murmured. “Selene’s presence... her sorrow.” He stepped back, his expression grave. “And her warning.” Outside, chaos had already begun. Smoke billowed into the sky from the distant treetops, and the sharp clang of steel echoed from the eastern edge of the stronghold. Warriors rushed to and fro, rallying under Kael’s command.

“Tell us everything.” --- Dawn began to break as they studied the map. The woman whose name was Selene pointed to a black mark deep in the southern woods. “That is his vault,” she said. “It’s guarded by only a handful of his most loyal. If you can get in before the full moon, you’ll have what you need to rally the rogues against him.” Emily swallowed. “And if we fail?” Selene’s expression was grim. "He will then advance on the Moonshadow Pack and kill all of the wolves within."

“We failed to find you sooner. But the bond awakened. The walls called us. You called us.” Liam trembled. “Selene… what is he talking about?” I didn’t know. And that was the problem. “What are you?” I asked the man sharply. He bowed deeply at my feet. “I am Kael, commander of the Moonless Legion. The army created to serve the Moonforged King.” Liam whispered, throat tight— “Who is the Moonforged King?” Kael lifted his head… and smiled faintly through the pain. “You, my lord.”

"The High Moon Court keeps many dark secrets from its little soldiers, Captain. And this particular secret happens to thoroughly enjoy the taste of royal Moonborn blood." Killian raised his golden blade into a high guard position. Selena lifted hers, the lunar runes along the steel blazing to maximum capacity. Seraphina expanded her golden flames into a defensive dome, while Morwen began chanting in an ancient, forgotten tongue, casting massive barrier circles across the stone. Kael let out a long, depressed groan, settling into his stance. "Man, I really miss the old days when we just fought ordinary, predictable rogue wolves in the woods." Aiden, completely fascinated by the massive creatu

The third was at the pack's cemetery, where the veil between life and death was always thin. "We'll start at Moon Ridge," Selene decided. "It's the most accessible and has the strongest positive energy. If we make a mistake there, the consequences will be less severe than at the cemetery." The night of the new moon, the pack gathered to witness the ritual. Luna was kept in the pack house with Elena and a guard of twenty warriors. No one was taking chances. At Moon Ridge, Selene drew a complex pattern of runes on the ground using silver dust. Mira, Sage, and Kade took positions at three points around the circle while Selene stood in the center.

"Is there anyone in the house who partially limps?" Nella and Vira looked at each other for a while, and thought of one person, Lancelot. Lancelot was a human chef in the castle. He was hired a few months ago. He was usually polite to Nella and Vira. He was not like some of the servants who gave them annoying looks because of Carra's predicaments. So, the two had a good impression of him.

I looked at Lunaya and she started back at me. “Does it?” I asked her, “I... I don’t know. It could be. I have never been able to decipher that part. But it makes sense that it is speaking of a place” she answered with a half nod. “There is no other pack that references the three phases of the moon. There is of course Crescent Wolf and Waning Wolf, but they only name one part of the cycle. Tri-Moon names all three. It would make a lot of sense” Roe said to Lunaya and myself.

The blade who defies all in service to its true master. A dark voice began to echo within the mind of the Knight lord whispering of her pledge of service to her only master. Kent smiled as the blade took the shape of a single-edged sword, the blade shone like the black moon glistening upon the blood-filled lake. All life who looked upon the blade without a single word the fear upon their eyes was clear as day as no soul could ever forget the destroyer of gods, The Blight Eater. “Master, It is an honor to be of service to you once again.” The blade whispered.