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"Well, you are a rare visitor. Welcome to the lost city of Anor Londo, chosen Undead. If you seek Lord Gwyn's old keep, exit here and head straight yonder. If you are the chosen one, a revelation shall visit thee. … What follow thereafter, depends upon you…"

“Well, since you're here… Let me help you out. There are actually two Bells of Awakening. One's up above, in the Undead Church. The other is far, far below, in the ruins at the base of Blighttown. Ring them both, and something happens… Brilliant, right? Not much to go on, but I have a feeling that won't stop you. So, off you go. It is why you came, isn't it? To this accursed land of the Undead?”

"Well indeed, thou art a strange one! Nevertheless, I feel some liking for thee. I'm Alvina of the Darkroot Wood. I command a clan of hunters who track down defilers of the forest graves. What dost thou say? Wilt thou not join us? Oh yes, I believe we would suit thee well."

"Have you heard of Seath the Scaleless? In legend, he turned against the ancient dragons. He became Lord Gwyn's confidant, was granted dukedom, and was allowed to pursue his research. At the Regal Archives, he immersed himself in research on scales of immortality, the one thing that he did not have. … But his very research drove him mad…"

"The way I see it, our fates appear to be intertwined. In a land brimming with Hollows, could that really be mere chance? So, what do you say? Why not help one another on this lonely journey?"

"…Oh, you… You're no Hollow, eh? Thank goodness… I'm done for, I'm afraid… I'll die soon, then lose my sanity… I wish to ask something of you… You and I, we're both Undead… Hear me out, will you?"

"Good day! You look reasonably sane! What are you doing in the Catacombs? Are you a Cleric or something?"

"Where do I get all my things? Stripped off the corpses of fools like yourself. It isn't easy. I have to catch them just before they go Hollow. Don't worry. I'll be there to claim your trinkets. Gazing at your final twisted grimace!"