Bounty Hunter (Darkest Dungeon II)

"The thrill of the hunt, the promise of payment!"

The Bounty Hunter is a special Hero in Darkest Dungeon II

Class Description
The Bounty Hunter differs from other Heroes in Darkest Dungeon II. Once unlocked from The Altar of Hope the Bounty Hunter can only be hired at The Inn when his hire poster is shown. Hiring the Bounty Hunter will cost the player 4 Candles of Hope. When hired the Bounty Hunter will replace a Hero of choice from the players party (unless there is only one hero left in the party, in which case he will accompany that hero) and will remain with the expedition until the following Inn. When the player arrives at the next Inn the Bounty Hunter will leave and the original Hero will return. When hired the Bounty Hunter will start with one random positive and negative quirk as well as one random trinket.

The Bounty Hunter has no Hero Paths, but does have a passive called "Professional" instead. This passive allows him a 50% chance to reapply combo when using an ability that consumes the combo token.

The Bounty Hunter can only be hired once per run and cannot be hired at the Inn prior to The Mountain (unless the current confession is Denial, in which case it is possible for him to appear in the last Inn). If the player does not hire the Bounty Hunter at an Inn his poster can possibly appear again at the next Inn (excluding the final Inn, unless as stated before the current confession is Denial).


 * Any Rank
 * Stuns
 * Combo Token Regen
 * Fully Mastered Skills
 * Professional

Combat Skills
🔸 The Bounty Hunter will always start with Collect Bounty,  Marked For Death,  Come Hither, Caltrops, and Flashbang. Unlike other Heroes who unlock more skills through the Shrine of Reflection, his other skills are unlocked through The Living City in the Altar of Hope, after which they are permanently unlocked and available for subsequent playthroughs. With Candles of Hope you can unlock in order:  Staredown (8 ),  Hurlbat (14 ), No Escape (17 ),  Finish Him (27 ),  Uppercut (32 ) and the final skill unlocked being  Bodyguard (45 ) at the The Altar of Hope.





















Unique Trinkets
🔸Each Hero has their own 3 unique Trinkets, exclusive only to them. All unique Trinkets for Heroes have Indelible rarity. The Bounty Hunters Trinkets cannot be found as loot or purchased like other Hero Trinkets. His Trinkets are found already equipped to him when hired, assuming the trinket is unlocked at the Altar of Hope. It is not a guarantee he will spawn with one of his own Trinkets, he can spawn in with any unlocked Trinket the player has.

Barks
Combat =

Landing a CRIT

 * Hah!
 * Get back...!
 * Called your bluff, friend.
 * *snort*
 * Don't test me.
 * That's right.
 * Time to settle up.
 * Not so tough now, eh?
 * Yes! Yes...! Burn...!

Stalling

 * Don't have time for this.
 * You can rest back on the coach.

Bleed

 * This'll need a wrap.
 * Feelin' woozy...

Blight

 * Gettin' dizzy.
 * Gonna be sick.

Burn

 * Burnt right through my leather...

Horror

 * *holds breath*
 * ... No... shut it out...!

Stress

 * N/A, the Bounty Hunter is too tough to complain.

Entering Death's Door

 * N/A, Death doesn't scare the Bounty Hunter.

Surviving Hit on Death's Door

 * Not 'til the job is done.
 * Hit me harder or get out of my way.

Ally Surviving Hit on Death's Door

 * I don't need your boots.

Hit by CRIT

 * You're gonna regret that.

Ally Hit by CRIT

 * Can't be short-handed. Up!

Pushed by Enemy

 * 'Outta my way.

Fog Appears (Shroud)

 * This foul mist grows thicker!
 * The air stagnates...
 * Damn this fog!
 * Insufferable fog!
 * I hear them moving in the fog...
 * This fret assaults my eyes!
 * Stay close, lest they pick us off!
 * Be wary, they stalk us from the fog!
 * Malign currents on the wind...
 * This is no common storm...
 * We grow vulnerable to ambush...!
 * This fog veils some treachery, no doubt.
 * I've lost sight of them!
 * What trickery, this mist?
 * Illusion and deceit, this weather!

Fog Fades (Shroud)
Inn Items=
 * Strike now, the fog abates!
 * The air clears...
 * At long last, a breeze!
 * The air stirs!
 * Their trickery falters!
 * Our foes once more in sight!
 * A break in the weather!
 * Their cover lifts!
 * Mind our flanks! The fog lifts!
 * I see the fiends! Press hard!
 * The wind shifts in our favour!
 * Begone, unearthly mist!
 * Now, while our blades strike true!
 * Lo, the enemy! Press them!
 * Regroup, the fog is lifting!

Armor Repair Kit

 * Don't skimp on the kit.

Blasphemous Idol

 * Hmm.

Book of Bawdy Tales

 * Don't ask, don't tell.

BOOK: My time in the Desert

 * Tactical research.

Book of Creative Insults

 * Heh heh.

Poetry

 * Nothing else to read?

Boxing Gloves

 * I won't go easy.

Calming Incense

 * Smells all right.

Candles and Chocolate

 * *snort*

Clarifying Poultice

 * *sharp sniff*

Clotting Poultice

 * Better than bleeding.

Dartboard

 * Good practice.

Ceremonial Drum

 * I don't get it.

Slime Mold

 * Hmph. Little bland.
 * Nah.

Stale Bread

 * *crunch*
 * Pass.

Apple and Cheese

 * Filling. Decent. Seconds?
 * Full up for now.

Steak and Spuds

 * Tasty and a lot of it - perfect combination.
 * A satisfying feed.

Flapjacks

 * Smells good in here.
 * They'll keep for the road ahead.

Invigorating Stew

 * Not bad.
 * Save it.

Holy Beads

 * It comes to this.

Impermeable Poultice

 * Can't afford falling ill.

Leeches

 * So be it.

Meditative Totem

 * Not sure these work, but...

Mop and Bucket

 * You're paying me a lot for this.

Nightshade Concoction

 * An old trade secret...

Pipeweed

 * *exhales*

Playing Cards

 * Ante up.

Restorative Herbs

 * Feh, that stench.

Roast Pig

 * Ribs. Now.
 * *contented burp*

Songbook of Amorous Ballads

 * Mask off this time.

Songbook of Touching Dirges

 * Seems awful sentimental.

Songbook of Rousing Tunes

 * I don't sing. But I'll listen.

Soothing Poultice

 * I hate fire.

Speed Bag

 * *cracks knuckles*

Stimulating Poultice

 * Better to hit them first.

Stitching Kit

 * Serves me right.

The Wine

 * *slurp* Awful sweet. You can have the rest.

Knotted Tug Rope

 * Let's go.

Wax Inoculant

 * Can't get sick.

Whetstone

 * There's a notch in my axe...

Whiskey Barrel

 * Revelry?

Whiskey Bottle

 * Don't hog it.

Whiskey Flask

 * Does the trick.

Whittling Tools

 * Might cut myself.

Wild Tea

 * Eyes feel sharper. Ears, too. Hmm.

Morbid Joke

 * *snort*

Improvised Strategy

 * Solid plan.

Experimental Remedy

 * Long as it works...

Oddly-Tuned Lute

 * Nice try. Still ain't singing.

Precious Collection

 * These look expensive

Guided Meditation
Hero Shrines=
 * This is new.

All Shrines
Assistance Encounters= (Note: These have not yet been organized by Hero. Some barks may be tied to a specific Hero, others may be used by any hero.)
 * *Snort*

Standard Assistance Encounter

 * A promise of reward? Let's help them.
 * Mercenaries can do more than kill.
 * An energy exchange will benefit us all.
 * My sums indicate this effort pays for itself.
 * Who am I to resist some needed supplies and a good deed done?
 * The timbre of full barrels better suits my music. Let's help.
 * I'd help for nothing but your goods are a fair turn.
 * If they're paying...
 * We'll eat better tonight if we help 'em.
 * Some harvests yield beyond the sweat paid.
 * I've got just the tale to brighten their hearts!
 * Our journey has been a fount for inspiring anecdotes!

Raising Torch

 * A little help is the least we can offer.
 * A little assistance goes a long way!
 * Good deeds quiet the whispers.
 * I foresee no negative consequences should we assist.
 * They have struck a chord in my cold black heart.
 * A tale or maybe a song is all these poor folk need!
 * Let us be true heroes!
 * Let's help.
 * Could be us needing a hand tomorrow, I guess.
 * Bright seeds planted in dark soil always bear fruit.

Supplies

 * It's a long, hungry road. Fancy a trade?
 * Never one to turn down a meal.
 * Hard work soothes the unquiet mind.
 * Hmph. Beats another supper of slime mould.
 * I'm loath to admit their peasant victuals tempt me.
 * I'm able. I'm hungry. Let's barter.
 * Dirty hands feed the spirit and the belly.
 * Better eating than on the coach.
 * We'd be fools not to help if food's on the table.
 * I am not too proud for the plow. Let us aid them.

Combat Supplies

 * I was a nobody with a blade once, too.
 * They face these fiends with shovels - that's grit.
 * We should aid any who forestall the abyss.
 * Tinctures? Powders? Shall we swap?
 * Oh, look at you scrappy things. Need a hand?
 * They are either insane or an inspiration.
 * Such fighting spirit! I lend you my arm.
 * There's fight in these folks yet.
 * We can help if you make it worth our while.
 * The herds on the plains know strength in numbers.

Inspire

 * These people need hope more than anything.
 * Good morale is stronger than any steel.
 * Uplifting words hold more power than almost any spell.
 * We can prove to them that they can survive.
 * Encouragement costs nothing.
 * Let us turn some smiles upside down. Frowns. I meant frowns.
 * A cheerful fire and some ale is all these folk need.
 * Ale? Whiskey? I ain't singing.
 * Someone helped me once...
 * Friends gained today, become allies when needed.
 * We cannot let others fall while we succeed!
 * Our swagger will rouse their spirits!
 * We have a tangible brilliance that will uplift them.
 * Humans tend to exude positive airs in brighter climes.
 * I could dazzle them with some knife tricks!
 * I was just practicing with balls, on with the show!
 * Our hope was meant to be shared!
 * Let's have fun.
 * Take a tiny spark, tend it, watch it swell...!
 * Brilliance shared is brilliance that stands the test of time.
 * 'There is little hope on the road, but still it falls on us to help.
 * Our torch fizzles but we must stoke their fires!
 * It only takes a spark to warm those without hope.
 * Great fires require very little fuel to start.
 * I know what it's like to be hopeless, we must try.
 * I was born to uplift.
 * We must bring them the hope that we cannot scrounge for ourselves.
 * Be foolish not to if they're paying.
 * When the flame's low, that's when they need us most...
 * Should I take off my mask? Children love that.

Trading/Donating

 * The road is hard but we can show mercy.
 * Let's ease their burden!
 * Better we lose a few relics than our humanity.
 * Relics have no scientific value.
 * They desire our relics? *sigh* If we must.
 * Few sing about relics but all celebrate good deeds!
 * Relics attract fools and thieves.
 * I prefer coin anyhow.
 * Can't buy hope with trinkets.
 * Charity lightens the soul's burden.
 * We're a jingling target - we can spare some loot.
 * They need relics, we need resupply.
 * Ointments, powder, better use to us than relics.
 * What good are baubles if we bleed out?
 * Ugh, fine. But only the semiprecious stones.
 * How novel, charity.
 * These trinkets only weigh us down.
 * Heh. Seems fair.
 * We should be traveling lighter anyhow.
 * Gold matters not where we are headed.
 * Let's see what they can trade us for our few relics.
 * We can trade with the little we have.
 * A true hero gives when the coffers are low.
 * Better something useful than a handful of relics.
 * Wealth will only delude us, why not give some away?
 * All wealth is a curse! Take it, take it all!

Exertion

 * Let's roll up our sleeves then.
 * Let's push them out of the mud!
 * Physical labour, why not?
 * Leverage will make it easier!
 * Is that mud? Oh well.
 * I'll beat the drum, you do the pushing!
 * I can probably do it myself!
 * Let's push.
 * All right! On three! One... two...
 * If Fate decrees we help...
 * Nothing like a little labor to clear the mind!
 * Physical labour can relieve our worries for a while.
 * Time to balance mental labour with physical labour.
 * I hope we can find purchase, that mud looks viscous.
 * First one in the mud buys the first round!
 * Not many know but a lute can serve as a first class shovel!
 * Which of you weaklings will tire first? 
 * *sigh*
 * Careful, it's mucky out there.
 * The task is presented, the action is obvious.
 * What's a little elbow grease?
 * Form up and push!
 * Their problems are our problems! Let's help!
 * We have the means to help the helpless!

Stealing Food

 * We must survive. Let's take their food.
 * Morals are the first to die in battle.
 * The best way to know evil is to become it.
 * Without enforcement of laws, there are no crimes.
 * I will steal anything from anyone.
 * Better to steal from kings, but I'm hungry.
 * These weaklings! What's theirs is ours!
 * If we don't survive this, who will?
 * We'll help everyone better if we're not starving.
 * Sometimes pawns must fall so the king can triumph.
 * See this pistol? That food belongs to us!
 * We will face even greater skirmishes, take the food!
 * Who should eat? Peasants or heroes?
 * Cough up, we are not in the mood for games.
 * We're well beyond the point of begging.
 * No hope. No food. No song. No Dance.
 * I will not starve again.
 * Hungry and angry.
 * Don't make us ask twice.
 * Judgment may come but my stomach needs filling
 * Let's just take their meal!

Stealing Relics

 * This pistol is loaded.
 * Pass over that chest or we will crush you.
 * Hand it over, or I'll open your eyes to horrors unseen.
 * Pass over your wealth.
 * No one needs to get hurt.
 * Relics, relics, relics, now.
 * I'll take that!
 * Don't make me use the hook.
 * I'm not leaving empty-handed.
 * We are not evil, just desperate paupers.
 * This is what I do best.
 * It's for the greater good.
 * Material sins dissolve upon death.
 * This can be transmuted into benefit for all! Probably.
 * Put the goods in the bag, loves.
 * I like to rhyme and commit crime.
 * Better relics than your fingers!
 * In the sack. Now.
 * You won't like us when we're desperate.
 * Please do not make us hurt you.
 * What's yours is now mine.
 * Is your life worth a few baubles?
 * You're in no position to negotiate.

Slaying

 * A dagger for your throat, a pistol for your eye.
 * Let's run them through!
 * Save me their blood for my rituals.
 * Keep one alive. I have a theory to investigate.
 * Theft is a lark, but I do enjoy a good murder.
 * Ah screams and lamentations, my favourite melody.
 * Let's kill!
 * Quickly. Silently. No survivors.
 * Fire hungers for fuel.
 * Too long have I stifled the screams of my shadow.
 * I'm in the mood for murder.
 * Death is what makes life so grand.

Avoiding

 * An inconvenience this is.
 * True tacticians avoid these kinds of inefficiencies.
 * The moon is not right for this.
 * My studies do not spare me the luxury of time.
 * Yawn.
 * Just as my lute is finally in tune.
 * No blood, no thunder.
 * This could be a trap.
 * We can't afford to slow down for this...!
 * Fate has not granted me enough hours for this diversion.
 * What can we spare? Nothing.
 * We might do more harm than good now.
 * All for what?
 * There's no proof we can help.
 * I haven't finished my drink.
 * No point in playing when the lute's out of tune.
 * There's a limit to what we can do.
 * Busy.
 * Hmph. They'll only get in our way.
 * We might taint them with our dark fate.
 * I'm inclined to decline.
 * The Stagecoach is so warm and cozy right now.
 * We owe these people nothing.

Exiting Assistance Encounter

 * TBA

Valley Assistance Encounter
Locations=
 * TBA

Oasis - Standard

 * Hm. Alright.
 * Quickly, now.
 * Mask's stayin' on.
 * I've been saving up empties for such an occasion!
 * Fortune smiles. Drink up and rest your bones!
 * Come, come, let me wash your wounds.
 * Could be a trap.
 * Please, not a drop! I won't suffer it upon my skin!
 * And leave my cozy berth on the coach? Bah.

Creature Den
(Note: These have not yet been organized by Hero. Some barks may be tied to a specific Hero, others may be used by any hero.)
 * Put 'em down.
 * Wait 'til they're settled, then strike.
 * Lure them out with some offal...
 * We've meat to spare - let us taint some.
 * Make your graves, foul creatures!
 * Your entrails will fall in ribbons at my feet!
 * We're moving downwind. They'll smell us coming.
 * And lose our last light down there?
 * The Cult nips at our heels, we must continue!
 * Darkness draws closer - must we risk it?
 * To do so would drive me mad!
 * Can you not see I am drenched in my life's blood??
 * The stench of our blood will draw more...
 * Face unknown numbers, in this state?
 * I waver on my feet - we tempt fate!
 * The howls from within chill my blood!
 * Their rolling eyes, their slavering jaws - no! NO!!
 * That midden heap smell, my stomach churns...!
 * Such horrors defy the order of nature!
 * The reek of their breath is too near already!
 * You cannot compel me to face such terrors!
 * See? Our light cows them.

Resistance Encounter

 * TBA

Resistance Encounter Success

 * TBA

Resistance Encounter Retreat

 * TBA

Region Gate

 * TBA

Exiting Crossroads

 * TBA

Exiting Hospital

 * TBA

Exiting Hoarder

 * TBA

Exiting Valley Hoarder

 * TBA

Exiting Watchtower

 * TBA

Exiting Hoarder

 * TBA

Exiting Academic's Study

 * TBA

Cultist Encounter Success

 * TBA

Cultist Encounter Retreat

 * TBA

Tangle Lair Success

 * TBA

Tangle Lair Retreat

 * TBA

Foetor Lair Success

 * TBA

Foetor Lair Retreat

 * TBA

Sprawl Lair Success

 * TBA

Sprawl Lair Retreat

 * TBA

Shroud Lair Success

 * TBA

Shroud Lair Retreat

 * TBA

Exiting Oblivion's Ingress

 * TBA

Exiting Academic's Cache
Quirks/Diseases= TBA Curio= (Note: These have not yet been organized by Hero. Some barks may be tied to a specific Hero, some may be used by any hero.)
 * TBA

Broken Clock

 * Is it possible to change the past...?
 * The streams of time cross through this artifact, how curious...
 * This mechanism is more complex than it appears.
 * Tick, tock... tick, tock... heh heh.
 * A river flows. Irreversible. 
 * There's something about clocks...
 * Is it possible to change the past...?
 * The streams of time cross through this artifact, how curious...
 * What a curious trinket, it seems so familiar...
 * I've heard this ticking somewhere before...
 * One cannot reverse the flow of a river.
 * There's something about clocks...
 * I think it's time we stuffed our pockets eh?
 * That stagecoach rattles something fierce when the coffers lay bare.
 * Did we not just take our leave from here...?!
 * The older I get, the faster I age - hah!
 * This corrupted contrivance could have terrifying implications.
 * I prefer to meddle with more... organic subjects.
 * Why dally here?
 * Broken means it's junk, right?
 * My only clock is the sun!
 * Just a clock - broken, too.
 * Never did learn to tell time.
 * We have more pressing pursuits.
 * I cannot press my mind further!
 * Whatever broke it m-might be nearby...!

Caged Creature

 * This monstrosity evokes a curiosity in me...
 * This thing defies biology!
 * The lock seems simple, the stench is... complex.
 * Odd little thing. I want a closer look.
 * Seem harmless.
 * It's being tortured... we should free it.
 * One can imagine oneself the specimen in the jar...
 * This thing defies biology!
 * We're not wasting our time on this... thing.
 * Beyond a soldier's remit, this strangeness.
 * There are tortures worse than that of the body...
 * If I gaze upon it too long my vision blurs...
 * Awful. Dangerous. Likely worth nothing. Let us away.
 * There's a time and a place - not now, not here.
 * We can't mop up every corrupted mess.
 * Not now.
 * What, would you bring it aboard?! Insane.
 * See how eagerly it trembles. I do not trust it.
 * I prefer my fingers attached to my hands. No.
 * I can't help but wonder - who made you?
 * My stomach roils - I can't bear the sight of it!
 * Our journey has been dull of late. Let's have a look!
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Faceless Facsimile

 * Could fetch a handsome price to the right dealer...
 * There's a pattern to the wounds, look...
 * Wonder why they needed to stab it.
 * Pretty blades wasted in this mannequin.
 * Wonder why they needed to stab it.
 * I've only seen this ritual in diagrams before...
 * Bizarre, unsettling, and a waste of time.
 * Were those blades left as a warning...?
 * Whatever ritual took place here, it unnerves me.
 * Incomprehensible practices.
 * No profit or advantage in tarrying here.
 * That thing makes my skin crawl.
 * Waste of good arms.
 * Cult nonsense.
 * Burn it and off with us.
 * Inscrutable aims and methods both.
 * This thing's aura is beyond foul...!
 * Why would I go anywhere near that?!
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Formless Sculpture

 * I feel a strange need to touch it...
 * Such skillfully-carved sigils...! Brilliant!
 * No natural law could permit this form to stand.
 * It sings out for my hands...
 * It's so smooth...
 * Mountains and valleys formed by the dance of sun and moon...
 * Is this the shape described in the Temporean Folio?
 * Gaze not upon this thrice-cursed thing!
 * No, I will not look!
 * I think it's time we stuffed our pockets eh?
 * That stagecoach rattles something fierce when the coffers lay bare.
 * Is that art? Not interested.
 * We risk ambush tarrying to look at this thing.
 * It behooves us to avoid this particular blasphemy.
 * I care not for such subjective pursuits.
 * No ensconced gems? No filligree? Cheap work.
 * Alas, I left my chisel back on the coach.
 * Foul thing.
 * Hah. No.
 * Looks wrong somehow. I don't like it.
 * Reason fled this cage like birds startled by thunder.
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Hovering Polyhedra

 * Imagine wielding this power for ourselves!
 * I will channel these strange forces to our advantage!
 * Brilliant! Inscrutable! We've much to learn from it.
 * So many facets - the mark of a skilled maker...
 * ...You all can hear it too, right? That resonance...
 * Such a clear blue, like the sky after a sandstorm has passed.
 * I've seen those runes before...
 * This will open such doors for us!
 * There are certain angles that offer glimpses of the future...
 * I think it's time we stuffed our pockets eh?
 * That stagecoach rattles something fierce when the coffers lay bare.
 * No good comes of this stuff.
 * This meddling could destroy us all!
 * This is unfamiliar, even to me.
 * The results would be too unpredictable!
 * This kind of dabbling ends in doom.
 * I can't harmonize with this dissonance.
 * The elders warned us against these things.
 * Hexes. Curses. *snort*
 * We're wasting time here...!
 * The kingdom of the mind, invaded and conquered.
 * Unholy dabbling brings only ruin.
 * Why trifle with that which lies beyond our senses?!
 * Get that blasphemy behind us!
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Insipid Melody

 * At the right resonance, the veil between worlds thins....
 * Are these the rumoured psychoacoustics? Impossible...
 * Strange fare is my specialty.
 * I - I've heard this before...
 * The birdsong of my homeland...
 * Why is my foot tapping?
 * *off-tune humming*
 * It howls into the night like a dog. What will howl back?
 * Hold a moment, I've nearly got the melody...
 * The prison gallows' bell...!
 * The wailing of widows come to the battlefield...
 * Resonances designed to shear the soul from the body!
 * Perhaps I just don't like music?
 * A horrid gavotte with a partner you despise...
 * I swore I wouldn't meddle with the likes of this again.
 * I hear their jeers... their taunts!
 * Too many notes.
 * They gifted me a music box once...
 * My mask groans in resonance with this awful dirge.
 * Is that contraption playing music?! I will take my leave!
 * I fear what will happen if the song ever finishes...!
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Sealed Doorway

 * Nothing like tumbling a lock to soothe the soul.
 * Who will crash this gate with me?
 * All doorways must be flung open - even those in the depths of the psyche!
 * Let's see what discoveries await us!
 * If it's locked, someone valued what's behind it.
 * Break it down already!
 * Smash it.
 * I can't wait to see what's behind it!
 * There is thrill in the unknown, and sometimes advantage.
 * Some see a lock - I see an invitation!
 * The Seal of Micolash? Rumoured but unproven!
 * Nothing boring ever hid behind that many seals...
 * I think it's time we stuffed our pockets eh?
 * That stagecoach rattles something fierce when the coffers lay bare.
 * Got a bad feeling about this. Let's move on.
 * I look at that door and my blood freezes.
 * Let it remain sealed.
 * M-my body ignores my commands, fear conquers reason!
 * I love a good gamble, but not with these stakes.
 * If we open that door, we deserve what we get.
 * It's closed for a reason!
 * Forget about this.
 * I survived out here by knowing my limits.
 * Walls, doors, vaults - all exist for a reason.
 * This portal must keep vile forces at bay!
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Memories of a Dream

 * A curious mix of astral and material artistry.
 * It might fetch a handsome price if it's signed...
 * Good composition.
 * Let's have a closer look...
 * Some people stash valuables behind the canvas...
 * Interesting.
 * I think it's time we stuffed our pockets eh?
 * That stagecoach rattles something fierce when the coffers lay bare.
 * This would only take up space.
 * I'm no expert on the finer arts, but this is awful.
 * This artist was courting powers best left alone...
 * Ah, I recognize these pigments and dyes...
 * Amateurish work, would never sell at auction.
 * Not my preferred medium.
 * Not enough wood to burn for heat.
 * I've seen better.
 * Sheesh, I could draw better than that.
 * Cacophony rolls down the street. Shutters slam closed.
 * Those shapes, those colours - something about this feels off.
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Shambler's Altar

 * That gem is priceless!
 * We'd be unassailable with this!
 * I must seize this power while I can!
 * Could there be other realities with their own laws?
 * Cursed, surely. But how it shines...
 * Imagine the harmonies from beyond our sphere!
 * My bones shake! I cannot refuse the call!
 * It... wants me.
 * I can hear it inside my head...
 * It has waited millenia for this moment. For us.
 * Is this it? That most whispered of treasures...
 * This reeks of dark magic and troubling spirits.
 * That thing is glowing all on its own!
 * We came all this way - I must have it!
 * This is beyond me, let us continue on.
 * Better not - we have no strategy ready.
 * Darkness swirls around this one, let us make haste.
 * I have no remedy for this kind of torment.
 * My hand grows tired of holding this scented kerchief to my nose.
 * I fear we might be the butt of some cruel joke should we prod this thing.
 * The hairs on my neck stand like pines in winter.
 * Those shackles look ready to shatter.
 * I can't bear to stay here, its suffering overwhelms me!
 * If the way is foggy then the next step could be over a cliff.
 * I cannot press my mind further!

The Thing in the Corner

 * I won't stand for this kind of confinement.
 * We ought to end its suffering one way or the other.
 * Its mind may be yet unbroken. Cruel to leave it...
 * I could extract a sample, see what ails it...
 * Let it loose on its captors for all I care.
 * Heh heh. Pathetic little thing. Let's free it.
 * Free it and let nature run its course.
 * I'm no torturer. Free it.
 * We can't leave it to starve...
 * I cannot abide such suffering.
 * We ought to end its suffering one way or the other.
 * Its mind may be yet unbroken. Cruel to leave it...
 * I wonder if it can speak...
 * Wonder what would happen if I prodded it...
 * Human or not, it's clearly suffering...
 * Brings back unsettling memories. Let's be off.
 * We have no idea what it's capable of.
 * Dark, awful energies pervade this place...
 * This specimen is beyond the help of medicine.
 * Mayhap it's chained for good reason.
 * Nuh-uh. It looks hungry.
 * Gets my hackles up. Let us be gone.
 * Those shackles won't hold forever...
 * I can't bear to look at it. Please, let's go.
 * Pain can drive a man - or a beast - to frenzy...
 * Those nails look sharp.
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Thought Experiment

 * Crude methods but there is power here.
 * An ex vivo procedure. What was learned here?
 * You never know...
 * New learnings trump cruel methodology.
 * Is that brain still warm? Let me see...
 * This is vile and inhumane.
 * What cruel mind could conceive this procedure?
 * Gods that smell!
 * My stomach turns...
 * GODS NO!!!
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Timeworn Volumes

 * I kept a diary once, on the front...
 * Sometimes the essence of the author can be felt...
 * Squander not an opportunity to learn!
 * Some people hide flasks, or better, in hollowed books.
 * Bah - spells are just fancy verses if you ask me.
 * Books! I would hide from the sisters and read...
 * Such things were my escape on my sickbed.
 * My skull throbs. Any distraction is welcome.
 * Could it be? Books that even I haven't read?
 * Rituals? Incantations? I must explore!
 * I think it's time we stuffed our pockets eh?
 * That stagecoach rattles something fierce when the coffers lay bare.
 * This is no time for fiction or fantasy.
 * Smells like must and cockroaches.
 * Distract ourselves and waste time? Foolish.
 * "Learned" people caused this whole mess!
 * These could be cursed, or doctored with lethal powders.
 * I will not risk attracting dark forces by reading these!
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Unsettling Portrait

 * If nothing else that frame looks valuable.
 * There are sigils patterned in the brushstrokes...
 * Can't say why, but I like looking at it.
 * Buff off some grime, would you? That frame looks gilded.
 * There is no way this is just an ordinary painting.
 * I think it's time we stuffed our pockets eh?
 * That stagecoach rattles something fierce when the coffers lay bare.
 * What a dull subject for a portrait.
 * His eyes seem to follow me when I move...
 * Wh-what was that? Do you hear whispering?
 * Gooseflesh prickles my arms. Let's go.
 * I feel... observed. It makes my skin crawl.
 * A masterpiece, but I absolutely hate it.
 * This would only take up space.
 * Why would we ever want this?
 * I'm afraid to turn my back to it...
 * Perhaps some subjects should fade from living memory.
 * I cannot press my mind further!
 * It's hanging crooked, I simply must adjust it...
 * Look at all that grime and dust. Yuck!

Vintage Collection
Travelling Stress=
 * That one with the scarlet booze looks tasty.
 * Should be a fine brandy in there...
 * I have yet to sample extra-planar distillations.
 * Nothing like an alcoholic decoction to soften the humours.
 * I'll try one of each, if you please.
 * Ah, sweet booze - you put the muse in amuse bouche.
 * Whatever smells the strongest.
 * Whisky, neat.
 * Best not get carried away. But maybe a sip...
 * My kingdom was home to many vineyards...
 * Sweet oblivion, chase these thoughts from my head...
 * Move aside - I'll help myself!
 * No doubt these will put some swagger in my step!
 * Let's enjoy what Providence places in our path - or in this case, my mouth!
 * I think it's time we stuffed our pockets eh?
 * That stagecoach rattles something fierce when the coffers lay bare.
 * I won't survive with my senses dulled.
 * Likely all turned to vinegar by now.
 * Leave it - we can't afford the luxury of a hangover.
 * I fear I would swallow some vile pickled specimen.
 * Much as I regret it, we must stay sharp.
 * If we all drank, who would drive the coach?
 * I prefer our stash on the stagecoach.
 * Could have been tampered with.
 * We'll be ambushed for sure if we indulge.
 * I must keep my mind keen as my body withers.
 * I cannot press my mind further!

Travelling Stress Heal

 * Fine. I'll share a drink.
 * You lot seem capable.
 * Who's up for dice?

Travelling Stress Heal
Bosses=
 * Leave me be. I'm napping.
 * Don't test me.
 * Don't test me.

Librarian - Books Burned

 * Get him!
 * Draw him away from the tinder!.

Harvest Child - Hunger

 * That smell is making me famished!
 * What smells so delicious?!
 * I must taste of it!
 * Out of the way, I am starving!
 * Move, cretin! I must taste it!

Harvest Child - Eating

 * DELECTABLE!
 * A taste unmatched!
 * I must taste of it!
 * Otherworldly delight...
 * Mmmmmm....
 * A bite never to be forgotten!
 * Repast unequaled!

Dreaming General - Tangled

 * ...impossible orders... have we been abandoned?
 * ...death marching into the leering treeline...
 * ...curses uttered from sylvan shadows...
 * ...to sleep peacefully on pillows of moss and bone...

Trivia

 * Unlike other heroes, the Bounty Hunter does not go by his predetermined name from the first game, which was Tardif.