When first met
Oh, thou'rt Unkindled, and a seeker of Lords. I am Ludleth of Courland.
Look not in bewilderment as I say. I linked the fire long ago, become a Lord of Cinder
If substantiation be thy want, set thine eyes upon my charred corse.
This sad cadav'r. No need to be coy, have a closer look.
"Talk" command
Knowest thou of our purpose? Five thrones will take five Lords, as kindling for the linking of the Fire.
The fast fading Flame must be linked to preserve this world. A re-enactment of the first linking of the fire.
So it is, I became a Lord of Cinder. I may be but small, but I will die a colossus.
Leaving
Now, now, do not be away overlong.
When returning to him
Ah-hah, thou'rt returned. And a fine day it is. So, happened upon any twisted souls?
When given Transposing Kiln
Oh, belike it is…a transposing kiln in thy possession.
Seen better days, but, methinks it shall suffice.
Now, bring to me a twisted soul.
Transposition is the art of extracting, and coalescing, the essence of a soul.
In transposing a twisted soul, its true power transferreth to thee.
Thy purpose is to seek Lords, and slay them. What's to fear in a little transposition, now?
Interacting with him after finding the Fire Keeper Soul
Ahh, found her, did we?
And the black eyes that shimmer within, I see?
Tis as if it were but yesterday.
We did all we could to spare her from them.
Much has happened since.
Mayhap I should apprise thee…
Of what the thin light of these eyes might reveal, to the eyeless Fire Keeper.
Scenes of betrayal, things never intended for her ken, visions of…
…this age's end…
Leaving
Treat the Fire Keeper not with discourtesy.
She is much like thee. Prisoners, both, kept to link the fire.
After helping Anri defeat Aldrich.
Ahh, well met. Thou'rt at last returned.
Knowest thou the name, Anri of Astora?
The brave girl/lad left this, as thanks.
Though gave no elucidation…
When leaving
Now, heed this little warning, from this little lord.
Seek not the girl.
She knoweth her fate. What will become of her upon her duty's end.
She would not wish thee follow her.
After having been to Untended Graves
The eyes show a world destitute of fire, a barren plane of endless darkness.
A place born of betrayal.
So I will'd myself Lord, to link the fire, to paint a new vision.
What is thine intent?
After killing a Lord of Cinder
"Ahh, most illustrious Lordseeker. //
Or should I say, Lord-Slayer?
Fine kindling for the thrones , is it not, each soul truly worthy of Lordship.
And all slain by thy hand.
To bind them them to their thrones, even in death.
Oh I have no qualms.
For as we to our thrones, thou art to thy duty.
In fact, methinks thou'st help helped these poor Lords along their rightful path."//
After all lords have been placed on their thrones
Ahh, well met. All is as planned, is it not?
Five lords for five thrones…
To think others might ne'er be raised…
And I, of the Last Lords, a rather little lord, most undeserving of the honour.
Speak with the Fire Keeper.
I took the mantle of Lord of Cinder of mine own volition. I speak these words with pride.
Choose thy fate alone. Seize it with thine own hands.
All the more, should thy fate entail such foul betrayal…
Interacting with him after killing him and reloading the area
Ahh, it singeth, to the bone, it hurts…
Please, help me. Be done with me…
No, gods, no, I cannot bear it…
It burns, burns, help me…
Interacting with him again after the above dialogue
Ahh, beg pardon. I must have dozed a while.
So, happened upon any twisted souls?