Bloodborne Bot

Oh, you are a sick puppy... You drink the blood of half the town and now this... And you talk of beasts? You hunters are the real killers.

All's well, that ends well, I say.

Oh Amygdala, oh Amygdala... Have mercy on the poor bastard...Hah hah hah!

Aah, you were at my side, all along. My true mentor... My guiding moonlight...

But remember one thing, you're not hunting beasts, it's you -- you're the beast, just think about what you're doing - it's utter madness.

I am Valtr, Master of the League. Members of the League cleanse the streets of all the filth that's spread about during the hunt.

Oh you must be a Hunter, and not one from around here either. I'm Gilbert, a fellow outsider.

Oh, welcome home dear. What's wrong? Anything you'd like to tell me? Oh, whats the matter? Are you in a bind again?

Ahh, Kos, or some say Kosm... Do you hear our prayers?

Rancid beasts, every last one of us...

If you refuse to leave... Ah, well... I always wanted to try my hand on a hunter...

Cainhurst Set, silver armor worn by the royal guards who protect Annalise. This paper-thin silver armor is said to deflect blood of ill-intent, and is what allows the royal guards to capture prey for their beloved Queen, so that one day, she may bear a Child of Blood.

Yes okay, thank you very much mister hunter! I love you almost as much as mum and dad, and grandad!

No one can catch us! No one can stop us now!

Seek you the ancient, shrouded church hidden to the right of the main cathedral. ...The gift of the godhead will grant you strength...

If you find any humans, bring them to me. I'm depending on you, brave hunter.

My prey lies in wait this way. Turn back. This is my score to settle.

Beast Hide Garb, the bloodied hide of a horrible Cleric Beast, pulled over the back of a foreigner's garb. Brador donned a compatriot's beastly scalp and hide while still moist with blood. Most of the blood stains on this hide were from that day.

Oh, good. Come close, dear. I knew you’d be back for more… heh heh

By the oath of the League, those who bear its rune will see vermin. Vermin writhe deep within all filth, and are the root of man's impurity.