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Backstory Darkest Dungeon Quotes
-Once our estate was the envy of this land.
-I remember days when the sun shone, and laughter could be heard from the tavern.
-I was lord of this place, before the crows and rats made it their domain.
-I see something long absent in the sunken faces of passer-by – the glimmer of hope.
-In truth I cannot tell how much time has passed since I sent that letter.
-The poor caretaker, I fear his long standing duty here has affected him.
-My obsession caused this great foulness, and it is shameful that I must rely upon you to set it right.
-Our family name once so well-regarded is now barely whispered aloud by decent folk.
-I can still see their angry faces as they stormed the manor. But I was dead found before they found me, and the letter was on its way.
-There is a great horror beneath the manor, a crawling chaos that must be destroyed.
-Another soul battered and broken, cast aside like a spent torch.
-Those without stomach for this place must move on.
-Send this one to journey elsewhere, for we have need of sterner stock.
-Bounty Hunter: The thrill of the hunt… the promise of payment.
-Crusader: The mighty sword arm anchored by holy purpose – a zealous warrior.
-Grave Robber: To those with a keen eye, gold gleams like a dagger’s point.
-Hellion: Barbaric rage and unrelenting savagery make for a powerful ally.
-Highwayman: Illusive. Evasive. Persistent. Righteous traits for a rogue.
-Jester: He will be laughing still… at the end.
-Leper: This man understands that adversity and existence… are one and the same.
-Occultist: To fight the abyss… one must to know it.
-Plague Doctor: What better laboratory than a blood-soaked battlefield?
-Vestal: A sister of battle… pious and unrelenting.
Upgrading Building: Abbey
-A little hope, however desperate is never without worth.
-Gilded icons and dogmatic rituals… for some, a tonic against the bloodshed.
-A man in a robe, claiming communion with the divine… madness.
Upgrading Building: Blacksmiths
-In the end every plan relies upon a strong arm and tempered steel.
-Fan the flames, mold the metal; we are raising an army.
-A sharper sword, a stronger shield – anything to prolong a soldier’s life.
Upgrading Building: Camp
-Alone in the woods or tunnels, survival is the same. Prepare, persist, and overcome.
-They must learn more than brutal blood-letting – they must learn to survive.
-Success depends on survival.
Upgrading Building: Guild
-Some may fall… but their knowledge lives on.
-Every creature has a weakness – the wise hero trains for what he will face.
-A strict regimen is paramount if one is to master the brutal arithmetic of combat.
Upgrading Building: Nomad’s Coach
-Rarity and curios… sold at a profit of-course.
-Idol, amulet or a lucky charm. The simplest object can be the talisman against evil.
-An increasing stockpile of curios trinkets… gathered from forbidden places.
Upgrading Building: Sanatorium
-The frontline of this war is not in the dungeon, but rather inside the mind.
-Experimental techniques and tonics can overcome things a sharpened sword cannot.
-Curios methodologies and apparatus… it calm even the most tormented souls.
Upgrading Building: Stage Coach
-Great heroes can be found even here – in the mud and rain.
-Word is travelling – ambition is stirring in distance cities – we can use this.
-More arrive… foolishly seeking fortune and glory, in this domain of the damned.
Upgrading Building: Tavern
-With enough ale, maybe they can be inured against the horrors below.
-Strong drink, a game of chance, and companionship… the rush of life.
-All-manner of diversion and dalliance await those cross the threshold with coin in hand.
Tutorial: First Actions
-Abbey: The cobwebs had been dusted; the pews set straight… the abbey calls to the faithful.
-Battle: An ambushed! Send these vermin a message; the rightful owner has returned and their kind is no longer welcome.
-Blacksmith: The bellows blasts once again, the forge stands ready to make weapons of war.
-Curios: Leave nothing unchecked, there is much to be found in forgotten places.
-Dungeon: Brigands have run of these lands. Keep to the side-path, the hamlet is right ahead.
-Grave: Most will end up here, covered in a poisoned earth, awaiting merciful oblivion.
-Guild: Make no mistake; we will face ever greater threat – our soldiers must be ready.
-Nomad’s Coach: Trinkets and charms, gathered from all-the-forgotten-corners of the earth.
-Provision: The cost of preparedness measured now in gold… later in blood.
-Quest: A mecca of madness and morbidity… your work begins.
-Stage: Women and men, soldiers and outlaws, fools and corpses. All will find their way to us now the way is clear.
-Survival: At home in wild places, she is a stalwart survivor and a strict instructor.
Afflicted Darkest Dungeon Quotes
-The human-mind… fragile, like a robin’s-egg.
-Where for heroism?
-The mind cannot hope to withstand such an assault.
-Even the aged oak will fall to the tempest’s winds.
-Madness… our old friend.
-Frustration and fury! More destructive than a hundred cannons.
-There can be no hope in this hell… no hope at all.
-Fear and frailty finally claim their due.
-Reeling, gasping! Taken over the edge into madness.
-Those who covet injury, find it in no short-supply.
-The walls close in – the shadows whispers of conspiracy.
-Self-preservation is paramount at any cost!
Boss Darkest Dungeon Quotes
-Towering. Fierce. Terrible. Nightmare made material.
-It is… a travesty – a blundering mountain of hatred… and rage.
-Twisted and maniacal – a shuddering testament to the power of corruption.
-Mortality clarified in a single strike!
-Death waits… for the slightest lapse in concentration.
-How quickly the tide turns.
-Daze. Reeling. About to break…
-Such a terrible assault cannot be left unanswered.
Death Darkest Dungeon Quotes
-Survival is a tenuous proposition… in this sprawling tomb.
-More blood soaks the soil… feeding the evil they’re in.
-Another life wasted in the pursuit of glory and gold.
-This is no place for the weak or the foolhardy.
-This is no place for the weak or foolhardy.
-More dust… more ashes… more disappointment.
-Perched at the very precipice of oblivion.
-A hair’s breadth from becoming unwound.
-?? on the brink, facing the abyss.
-And now the true test. Hold fast! Or expire.
-As life ebbs, terrible vistas of emptiness reveal themselves.
-Injury and despondent set the stage for heroism… or cowardice.
-Without tools of iron you must rely on flesh, an indefatigable purpose.
-Even the colds stone seems bent on preventing passage.
-Such blockages are unsurprising – these tunnels pre-date even the earliest settlers.
-Nature herself… a victim to this spreading corruption – malformed with misintent.
-A setback, but not the end of things!
-Wounds to be tended, lessons to be learned.
-Regroup! Reassemble! Evil is… timeless after-all.
-Failure tests the metal of heart, brain, and body.
-You will endure this lost and learn from it.
-True desperation is known, only when escape is impossible.
-Cornered, trapped, and force to fight on!
-No chance for egress, will this be a massacre?
-Knowing hunger sets in, turning the body against itself, weakening the mind…
-To fall for such a little thing – a bite of bread.
-Packs of steel and war, but nary of thought given to the plough.
-No force of will can overcome a failing body.
-The requirements of survival cannot be met on an empty stomach.
-The darkness holds much worst than mere trickery… and boogiemen.
-Darkness closes in, hunting the hearts of men.
-Terrors may indeed stalk these shadows, but yonder – a glint of gold.
-Secrets and wonders can be found in the most tenebrous corners of this place.
-And now… the darkness holds dominion – black as death.
-Cruel machinations spring to life… with a singular purpose.
-Curious is the trap maker’s art. His efficacy unwitnessed by his own eyes.
-Mechanical hazards possessed by evil intent.
-Ambushed by foul invention!
-Ancient traps lie and wait… unsprung and thirsting for blood.
-This day… belongs to the light.
-Beacons in the darkness, stars in the emptiness of the void.
-Aha-ha-ha-ha! Let those dirty beasts worship the mud now.
-Robbed of their writhing the swine will grow ever more ignorant… if such a thing were possible.
-Good fortune and hard work may yet arrests this plague.
-Disinfection at last.
-A moment of valour shines brightest against the backdrop of despair.
-Even reanimated bones can fall. Even the dead… can die again.
-With no living sinew to actuate them, will these walking bones finally fail?
-How many rats will it take to gnaw through a ton of putrid flesh?
-The thing is even more horrible than death. Liquefaction cannot come soon enough.
-Leave her corpse to rot, consumed by the spore she spawns.
-A moment of respite, a chance to steel one-self against the coming horrors.
-A spark without kindling is a goal without hope.
-Circle in the dark, the battle may yet be won.
-Gathered close in tenuous firelight, an uneasy companionship.
-Huddled together, furtive and vulnerable – rats in a maze.
-More bones returned to rest – devils remanded to their abyss.
-Room by room, hall by hall, we reclaim what is ours.
-Some experiments should have never happened. You are doing just work ending them.
-Their squeals fade, their confident is shaken.
-Driving out corruption is an endless battle, but one that must be fought.
-The agent of pestilence will yet be driven from our woods.