"Godrick the Grafted, Lord of Stormveil. Demigod scion of the Golden Lineage, and only recently among the ranks of the dead." At least this plague of ghosts must mean no poor little sea beast had been so unfortunate as to become Godrick.

But that was the only pleasant thing he could think of about this turn of events. "I'm not surprised that an amalgam of stolen flesh would live in death. Are these ghosts causing harm?" Spirits could be docile, though he doubted they were so lucky here.