Friend, I know not what thou speakst of. I urge thee to rid thyself of such… delusions, lest thou thyself on a path from which thou canst not return.
Velka rewardeth those to deter the vile and corrupt sinners of this world. However, my lady frowneth upon those who act rashly. Be quite certain that what thou art seeing is indeed what thou take it for. Only then shouldst thou act to resolve it.
Need I explain to thee that in attacking thine ally thou hast sinned? It matters not what thine intent was, for the world is all too full of good intentions. To make right thy folly, thou needst only speak with myself or another pardoner. It is our domain to undo what is done and mend the bonds that have been broken. Thou needst not slay thy friend, but offer me a… paltry sum and I shall assuage his aggressions.
Thou art ever responsible for thine own deeds, be they noble or impure. Likewise, the actions of others are determined solely on their own initiative. Thou must control thyself and thyself alone, and feel the burden of sin shouldst thou be tempted to aid in a deceitful act. However, if a man cometh to aid you, no matter how swathed in sin he may be, it is not thy place to refuse him a chance at atonement.
Nay, a pardon may be given only to those beings who possess humanity. It is not my place to grant absolution to monsters, demons, or hollows. Even the gods cannot be absolved by a mere bishop such as myself. Humans are fit only to cleanse humans.
Thankless? I should think not. My Lady rewardeth with all the joy one could ask for. And besides, the title of Pardoner doth open many a door shut tight to raggedy folk of thine ilk. Art thou a beggar of some sort, then? Begone, unless thou hast a confession to submit to mine ear.
My Lady careth not who one loveth, only that love doth not lead them astray. Affection, friend, can just as easily lead one to corruption as to purity.
As for the so-called aristocrat thou ask of, I have not heard of him. However, the distorted flow of time may offer some explanation. Though this ‘Chester’ doth not appear in any of our old records, he may come from an age after mine own.
The Dark Soul? Little I can tell thee of such an old legend. However, heed this warning friend. Thou wouldst be wise to turn thyself away from the old serpent. Thou mayst find the followers of Lord Gwyn to be… less hospitable should they discover the company thou art keeping.
The only sin thou mayst be guilty of is deception, friend. At least, for thy sake I truly hope so, for the Knight Artorias hath not been seen for some thousand years now. Even the distorted time of Lordran hath not bridged gaps so great.