| English Dialogue |
| Introduction |
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| You're a Tarnished, I can see it. |
| And I can also see... |
| That you're not after my throat. |
| Then why not purchase a little something? |
| I am Kalé. Purveyor of fine goods. |
| When talked to if the player did not buy anything |
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| What is it? Still going to purchase something? |
| Generic greeting |
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| Wait, weren't you...? |
| Well, you're back. Care to buy something? |
| Generic greeting |
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| Ah, it's you again. |
| Always a pleasure. Care to purchase anything? |
| When leaving |
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| Good-bye for now. |
| When leaving |
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| Good-bye. Nice to do business. |
| Recommendation |
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| You know, if you can spare the runes, |
| you should buy yourself a crafting kit. |
| A crafting kit allows you to make basic items on your own. |
| Essential really, if you intend to survive out here for any duration. |
| The kit costs a bundle, and I admit, I do take my cut. |
| But the important thing is that you survive. |
| Every customer counts, after all. |
| After buying Crafting Kit |
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| I'm glad you took my warning to heart. |
| You've made an excellent choice. |
| About Kalé |
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| I am of a nomadic people. |
| Selling wares as I travel. |
| The land has been tainted by madness since the shattering of the Elden Ring. |
| It's only Tarnished like yourself who keep things from drying up entirely. |
| Let's say you're a very welcome customer. |
| Talk |
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| There are others of my people who yet survive in these lands. |
| If the mood takes you when you meet one, then offer them some trade, won't you? |
| My people, wanderers all, have long been spurned by the grace of gold. |
| Which is why we cannot settle, but instead are forced into this pitiful, unceasing journey. |
| But thanks to that, things are not so different for us now, though the Elden Ring is shattered. |
| I think this makes us kindred spirits of sorts. |
| Your people, the Tarnished, and mine. |
| Talk |
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| Perhaps you don't need to hear this, but... |
| See that no harm comes to my kin. |
| We have a saying, we wanderers. |
| Lament not your solitude. Expect no sympathy. No regard. Nothing. |
| But if anyone dares harm us, show them no mercy. |
| That is our code, so to speak. |
| Just the way we are. Deeply... unforgiving. |
| Howling in the Mistwood |
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| The howl of a wolf, in the Mistwood... |
| I suppose he must still be skulking about... |
| Mmm, I know. Why not meet him for yourself? |
| Next time you hear the wolf's howl, make this signal right under the source. |
| Oh, don't fret, there is nothing to fear. |
| I just have an inkling the two of you might hit it off. |
| About Blaidd |
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| Oh, then you met Blaidd, did you? |
| Wonderful. I'm glad I pointed you in his direction. |
| He's boorish, blunt, and couldn't find his nose with both hands, but he's a good egg. |
| I think the two of you are sure to find the best in one another. |
| When attacked |
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| Urgh! |
| What's the matter with you? |
| Have you gone mad? |
| I knew you for a highwayman all along. |
| Then it's time you learnt a lesson. |
| Our people will not stand for your barbarism! |
| If the player is killed |
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| Is that all you were, mate? |
| Death |
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| Is this...how it ends? |
| I'll never find... |
