I’m standing on the precipice of a snowy peak in one of Elden Ring‘s late-game areas. To my right, the Forge of the Giants towers over the land below, with its hulking wrought iron chains tying its cauldron to the mountainside. To my back is the rotten husk of a Minor Erdree; and to my left, poking just above the horizon, are the masonry spires of Castle Sol. I know this part of the Lands Between like the back of my hand, and I’ve laid waste to just about all of the twisted wanderers in this icy corner of the world. Well, all besides the ones slouching around the grounds of Heretical Rise, because I just can’t bloody figure out how to get over there.
