Nepheli Loux

Well, who do we have here?

Tarnished, are you? Clearly not one of Godrick's lot.

I am Nepheli Loux. Tarnished and warrior, like you.

I'm here by decree of my father.

How utterly repellant this is.

This "grafting" of Godrick's ill befits a Lord.

He's tainted the very winds.

If you intend to challenge Godrick,

I ask you call upon me.

The winds run foul with his deeds.

I'm certain father would permit me aid the fight.

Apologies, but I've idled long enough.

As fellow Tarnished we must each follow our own guidance.

Down whatever road takes us to the throne of Elden Lord.

You again...

I thought you'd receive a summons to the Roundtable.

Nepheli Loux. We met at Stormveil.

I'm glad to see you here. I have something for you.

I found it in Godrick's grafting grounds.

You defeated him. You should have it.

Make good use of it.

I don't intend to make a habit of scavenging corpses.

You again...

I thought you'd receive a summons to the Roundtable.

Nepheli Loux. We met at Stormveil.

I'm glad to see you here. I have something for you.

I found it in Godrick's grafting grounds.

You were the one to defeat him, I would hazard?

Make good use of it.

I don't intend to make a habit of scavenging corpses.

You again...

You received a summons to the Roundtable?

Nepheli Loux. We met at Stormveil.

The pleasure's mine, as a fellow Tarnished, guided by grace to the Roundtable HoldLandmark.

Oh, hello.

I've not seen you here before.

I am Nepheli Loux. Warrior.

Here by decree of my father.

The pleasure's mine, as a fellow Tarnished, guided by grace to the Roundtable HoldLandmark.

It's about time I headed off.

I'll see you again, warrior, should the fates deign it.

Ah, yes.

I wonder if you've met my foster father?

He's in his study. The room Ensha's guarding just over there.

If you haven't already, I advise you introduce yourself.

Father is leader of the Roundtable.

I'm sure talking to him will be worth your while.

Ah, yes.

I wonder if you've met my foster father?

If you haven't already, I advise you introduce yourself.

Father is leader of the Roundtable.

I'm sure talking to him will be worth your while.

Is that some kind of medicine?

One that affects the heart, I'd wager.

If it's what I think, I have no need of it.

I am a warrior.

I need no external aid.

Not to brave the horrors of battle. Nor to bolster my resolve.

Oh, it's you...

Well, what do you make of it? What's happened to this village?

I witnessed a sight much the same, in my infancy.

The oppression of the weak. Murder and pillage unchecked.

A waking nightmare, made by men.

But this time, I'm a woman grown.

And though the suffering cannot be undone, I can still mete out justice.

Justice to the oppressors.

Let the scars I carve remind them. I am Nepheli Loux. Warrior.

Ah, you...

Please, leave me be.

It's pathetic, I know, but I...need to think.

...So you know already, do you?

Right. It's true. My father cast me out.

For indulging my emotions. Forgetting the mission. Punishment for offing his pawns.

Father...rather, Lord Gideon has offered me guidance all my life.

I would have done anything for him, to place him on the throne of Elden Lord.

And yet I... Though it was not my intent...

I betrayed him...

I...can no longer trust in father...

To think he'd order his men to enact such tragedy...

Where is the justice he purports, in that?

He once told me that if he became Elden Lord,

he would never allow the downtrodden to be cheated ever again.

Was he simply lying to me?

No, no, no...

How could I say that?

Father has always given me his guidance...

And now...I've lost it...

...

Medicine, is it?

Fine. I'll take a dose. Perhaps it'll do me some good.

...

Is that ash?

I can smell the ancient storm in it...

My thanks. I'll gladly take it.

It's very sweet...isn't it...

And very...very...

...

I'm...not like Roderika.

I don't feel the presence of spirits, let alone see them.

Still, this ash...

It reminds me of my first hawk.

Thank you.

In this ash, I can smell the ancient storm.

It reminds me of my first hawk.

It's been some time.

I must thank you, for your aid.

I told father I would be with him no longer.

I remembered the vow I took when I first became a warrior, so many moons ago.

This land is much like the one from which I hail.

I will call upon the storm, to drive away the foulness that has settled on the winds.

Again, I am Nepheli Loux. Warrior.

Some call me by the title of Lady, but I remain the same woman underneath.

Though I have now abandoned my former guidance.

I cannot express how much you've helped me.

Farewell, fellow warrior.

I will remain, to summon the storm.

But your guidance, and your fight...

Surely lie elsewhere.

I will remain, to summon the storm.

But your guidance, and your fight...

Surely lie elsewhere.

Should you become Elden Lord.

I would gladly lighten your burden.

You wouldn't even register as a threat to father.

Hurry up and die.

What do you intend?

Such conduct ill befits a warrior.

I see. You are but a simple villain.

Let the scars remind you; this lesson comes from Nepheli Loux!

Father... I am slain.

Please...become Elden Lord...

Be proud. You were a fine warrior.

Your only mistake was your choice of master.

Let the winds lift you, to a higher place.