Krieg: you take the ring and as you touch it it turns from gold to bronze colour, but nothing else happens

Vael: As you hand the ring to Krieg a blazing sun flashes in your memory but quickly fades.

Peerless; you try to open to big doors but they will not move, they appear to be stuck.

Firebird is still looking through the trash
I have fought with the shadows at the edge of your vision.I have seen the faces that laugh at you in your nightmares.And you accuse me of being a madman. What right have you to judge what is sane and what is not?