Shaw was fed up with the Crucible Knight in Redmane Castle; a mini-boss should not be tougher than the main story boss that theoretically follows it. While seeking advice from Bronwen the Bold on how to defeat Commander O’Neil (another right bastard) she learned that some bosses in the Lands Between suffer from a severe, even deadly, intolerance to lactose, but more specifically, to cheese.
This particularly troublesome field commander, she was told, had an aversion to poison mist incantations. Shaw had somehow missed this particular incantation, but it was easy enough to find in the Weeping Peninsula. Next she visited the Twin Maiden Husks to purchase the Finger Seal, a necessary tool for casting incantations. The commander would be toast, at some point in the future, in at least two more levels, because you see, Shaw did not possess the necessary faith attributes to cast jack shit. This means it would cost her over 60,000 runes to kill this guy. Worth it? Shaw thought so, but it would have to wait.
Then a thought occurred, maybe the Crucible Knight also disliked dairy? Perhaps, he would yield a portion of the necessary runes? Shaw went investigating, and wouldn’t you know, she fondue what she was looking for, it would be all gouda from here on out.
This did not give her enough runes, so she decided to resume the main quest, and set her sights on the Starfall Crater, a big gaping hole in the middle of Limgrave.
She started her descent, carefully, as one false move would lead to inevitable death; she knows, she tried it. It become increasingly obvious that this was a one-way trip, no turning back now. Eventually, she reached the bottom, with buildings seemingly growing out of thin air in every direction, their walls and rooftops covered in metal slimes.
After a little bit of parkour, she stood before the gates of Nokron the Eternal City, and sat down to rest for the evening.
