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Karlach/Banter

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Template:CompanionTab A collection of Karlach's remarks and overhead conversations with other characters.

Remarks

Selected

  • Let's march!
  • What a charmer.
  • Hey, good-looking.
  • C'mon, let's go!
  • I could go for a good meal.
  • Damn, it's good to be alive.
  • Soldier.
  • I'd love to, thanks.
  • Making me sweat.
  • Wanna dance?
  • What's cooking?
  • Don't be shy.
  • Don't burn yourself.
  • Attention!
  • Well, well, well.
  • What's the story?
  • La-da-da-da...
  • Hey-ho.

Selected (in combat)

  • Let's cook with fire, baby.
  • Now this is my happy place.
  • Hup hup!
  • On my word.
  • I got this.
  • Bye forever, pal.
  • I'm heating up!
  • GODS, it's HOT in here!
  • Put 'em up.
  • Hahahaha!
  • My turn.
  • I smell blood.
  • All right, Karlach, it's go time.
  • This is gonna feel good.
  • Ready for another round?
  • Let's GO!
  • Watch this.
  • Fuck yes!

Selected (sneaking)

  • Let's march!
  • What a charmer.
  • Hey, good-looking.
  • C'mon, let's go!
  • I could go for a good meal.
  • Damn, it's good to be alive.
  • Ready for some good news.
  • Soldier.
  • I'd love to, thanks.
  • You're making me sweat.
  • Wanna dance?
  • What's cooking?
  • Don't be shy.
  • Don't burn yourself.
  • Attention!
  • Well, well.
  • What's the story?
  • Dum-dee-dum.

Selection spam

  • Don't. Poke. The Karlach.
  • Who am I?
  • My eye!

Selection spam (in combat)

  • Eyes on the prize - we need to win this!
  • Not every soldier should've made it out of training.
  • Eyes on victory, tummy on dinner.
  • I ought to just burn this whole thing down.

Selection spam (sneaking)

  • My back can't take much more of this.
  • Not now, I'm being a sneak!
  • I'm getting too old for this nonsense.
  • I'm not built to crouch.

Moving

  • Hup to.
  • All right.
  • Marching.
  • Soldier?
  • On my way.
  • There we go.
  • What next?
  • Lalala.
  • Oh yeah.
  • Let's go!
  • Heyy.
  • Uh huh.
  • Phew!
  • Movin' it.
  • Where to?
  • Got it.
  • Let's ride.
  • Saddle up.
  • Honk honk.
  • Yeah-ha.
  • Me?
  • If you insist.
  • While I'm at it.
  • Toes, toes.

Moving (in combat)

  • Over there!
  • Heading out.
  • Find a route.
  • Moving.
  • Tactical.
  • Close ranks.
  • In position!
  • Jimmy on the go.
  • Covered.
  • Knees high.
  • I've got it.
  • Count on me.
  • No surrender.
  • Got it.
  • Under their noses.
  • Aye aye.
  • Soldier.
  • Incoming!

Moving (sneaking)

  • I'm too tall for this...
  • Halfling essence...
  • Long n' low.
  • Rat feet.
  • Sneak sneak.
  • Quiet.
  • Shadowlach
  • Shh...
  • I'm nothing!
  • Light as air
  • Turn down the fire.
  • Whisper mode.

Hiding

  • Stealth mode: activated.
  • Like a vandal.
  • Let's turn down the fire.
  • Shh...
  • Shadows don't suit me.
  • Time for a soft touch.
  • You can't see me.
  • Invisible me.
  • I feel like a rothé in a tea shop.
  • Steady...
  • I've got this.
  • Not used to lying low.

Hiding (in combat)

  • Get down!
  • They won't spot me now.
  • Quiet as silence.
  • Can't see me.
  • Don't look!
  • Oh yeah.
  • Slick.
  • Shht!
  • Here I go...
  • Invisible.
  • Born for this.
  • Boom! Here I go.

At low health

  • Need some oil over here!
  • Tune me up, quick!
  • Won't last much longer like this.
  • Soldier! I need your help!

Can't fit in a small hole

  • Yeah, maybe if I was half the size.
  • No chance.
  • Maybe if I were a halfling.

Can't fit in a tiny hole

  • That's for someone teeny-tiny, not biggy-biggy.
  • Not a chance I'd fit.
  • Maybe if I was a quarter of the size.

Can't use an item

  • No joy.
  • Nope.
  • C'mon...
  • Argh!

Can't use an item while in combat

  • Not now.
  • Not during a fight.
  • Other things on my mind, thanks.
  • Let's finish this fight first.

Finding a locked item

  • Nope. Maybe there's some other way to open it.
  • Locked out. Maybe I can get it open another way.
  • Let me look around. Might be something that'll help me crack this thing.
  • Gotta be something around here to unlock this thing.

Attempting to pick a lock

  • Can't I just break it?
  • To the left... and... to the...

Looking at a globe

  • Where should we go next?
  • What a world.
  • Round and round.
  • Let's see, where's Faerûn.
  • Big.

Looking at an astrolabe

  • Wouldn't mind knowing what else is out there.
  • No thanks, I'm happy where I'm at.
  • Makes me dizzy. Feet planted firmly on Faerûn, please.

Looking into a mirror

  • Hey, good lookin'.
  • Aw, me.
  • Check out those arms.
  • Hey, girl.
  • Cute.

Looking into a telescope

  • Big shiny eye.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap)

  • Easy - this place is hungry for blood.
  • This'll be fun.
  • A trap! Time to dance.
  • Hot foot, hot foot - place is trapped.

Succeeded Investigation roll

  • What's this?
  • Gotcha.
  • He-llo.
  • What's that now?
  • C'mere you.

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap)

  • Place is trapped.
  • Someone's rigged this place to the teeth.
  • Go lightly; I spot a trap.

Identified a mimic

  • Come out, come out, little mimic...

Surprised by mimic

  • Another mimic! Aw, look at all those teeth.
  • A mimic! Aww, baby!

After a Short Rest

  • Nice little nap.
  • Feeling fresh.
  • Ah, that put the wind back in my sails.
  • *Yawn!*

On character death

Player:

  • You're not dying. Not on my watch.

Player (Dark Urge):

  • Hang on - I won't allow this. You aren't dead, go it?

Lae'zel:

  • On your feet, soldier! That's an order!

Shadowheart:

  • C'mon, Fringe, back up with you!

Jaheira:

  • Fuck no. Not Jaheira.

Gale:

  • Gale! Come on, magic man, hang on!

Wyll:

  • WYLL! NO!

Minthara:

  • On your feet, Minthara! Today's not your day.

Minsc:

  • Oh, no you don't, baldy. On your feet!

Astarion:

  • Astarion, you leech, you can't die like this!

Halsin:

  • Halsin! Hang on! Please!

Location Remarks

Act One

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(By the dock in the Ravaged Beach)

  • "It's the River Chionthar. I'd know these waters anywhere."
  • "Do you intend to vocalise every thought? Or just the most obvious ones?"
  • "Makes a pleasant change from rivers of blood."
  • "Let's hope the locals are friendly."

Act Two

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Act Three

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Party Banter

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  • Karlach: Hahaha. Ha!
  • Astarion: What's so funny? You haven't got some laughing curse, have you?
  • Karlach: I really made it out of Avernus. It's incredible.
  • Astarion: All right, just keep it down. We're conspicuous enough without your hyena call.

(At Grymforge)

  • Karlach: Ho. He-llo! Hey!
  • Astarion: So... are you greeting invisible beings or just losing your mind?
  • Karlach: The echoes - listen! They're coming from three directions!
  • Astarion: Losing your mind it is! Probably the tadpole - the weirdest things seems to be...

  • Karlach: Nice to be in a crowd of normal people for once.
  • Astarion: Really? I prefer my company extraordinary.
  • Karlach: Aww, thanks.
  • Astarion: Don't thank me, thank Gortash.
  • Karlach: Excuse you. I didn't need that prick to make me who I am.
  • Astarion: You're right, of course. Forgive me.
  • Karlach: All good, fangs.

(At Grey Harbour Docks)

  • Karlach: Can you swim, Astarion?
  • Astarion: I'm... not sure, honestly.
  • Astarion: It's been a couple of hundred years.
  • Karlach: You're missing out! Loved it as a kid. This water looks nasty as hell though.
  • Astarion: Well, it's not called 'Grey Harbor' for nothing.

(At Felogyr’s Fireworks)

  • Karlach: Oh man! WHIZBANGS!
  • Astarion: Keep calm, Karlach. One bad flare and you could blow this whole place.
  • Karlach: (Oh man! Whizbangs!)
  • Astarion: Better.

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  • Gale: Nothing like a brisk stroll through the forest to invigorate the spirits.
  • Karlach: I was just thinking the same thing but less poetically.
  • Gale: And without so much as a stirring from our tadpoles.
  • Karlach: A girl could get used to this.

(At Reithwin Tollhouse)

  • Karlach: Whoa! Almost slipped there.
  • Gale: You wouldn't be the first, I'd wager. It's been some time since these walkways felt the carpenter's hammer.
  • Karlach: You gonna catch me if I eat a brick?
  • Gale: With my reflexes? I'd catch you before you so much as stubbed a toe.

(At The Blushing Mermaid)

  • Karlach: Man, it's good to be home. First round on who?
  • Gale: She who thirsts buys drinks the first.
  • Karlach: You won't pin me down with a rhyme, wizard!
  • Gale: She who declines gets the worst of the wines.

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  • Karlach: Ahh. Flowers, leaves, grass. Can't beat it.
  • Shadowheart: I was raised in the city - I'm more used to feeling cobblestones underfoot than grass and fallen leaves.
  • Karlach: Before I went to Avernus, I'd have agreed with you. Nothing quite like Baldur's Gate, is there?
  • Shadowheart: Nothing in my recollection, anyway...

(In Sunlit Wetlands)

  • Karlach: Hey! Something bit me.
  • Shadowheart: Just an insect - I'm sure you'll survive. Besides, it probably figured you for a tasty treat.
  • Karlach: Give me an aboleth over a midge any day.

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(In Wilderness)

  • Karlach: Ahh, smell that? Fresh forest air.
  • Lae'zel: I smell only fear - the fear of cowards lying in wait for an ambush.
  • Karlach: You can take a day off once in a while, Lae'zel.
  • Lae'zel: I do not take days off. I'd even forego sleep, if such a thing were feasible. The one advantage an elf holds over a githyanki.

  • Karlach: Is this your first time on the Sword Coast, Lae'zel?
  • Lae'zel: Yes. It is much more... lively... then the githyanki slates led me to believe.
  • Karlach: Just wait till you see Baldur's Gate. You'll never want to leave.

(In the Underdark)

  • Karlach: Beautiful. Lethal. The Underdark is everything I thought it'd be.
  • Lae'zel: And I. This environ seems worthy of a githyanki warrior's estimation.
  • Karlach: Ah, to be deemed worthy by the great Lae'zel of Crèche K'liir.
  • Lae'zel: Continue as you have, Karlach, and you will achieve the same.

(On the Rosymorn Monastery Trail)

  • Karlach: What a sight. We should stop for a nice little lunch, take it all in.
  • Lae'zel: Is the worm gnawing at your grey matter? We must find a crèche and be purified.
  • Karlach: True. Fine. First, purify the tadpole, then a little lunch.

(At Wyrm's Rock Fortress)

  • Karlach: You know, I've always kind of hated this place. Such ado about a damned bridge.
  • Lae'zel: It's just a bridge. Is it really worth all that ire?
  • Karlach: C'mon, isn't there something you hate for no good reason?
  • Lae'zel: Hm. I dislike owls. Their hyper-mobile necks are quite disconcerting.
  • Karlach: You know what, Lae? I couldn't agree more.

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  • Karlach: Minsc, you come from an entire nation of berserkers. Give me some of those good Rashemaar pointers.
  • Minsc: Oh. There is much to be learned. Deep breaths. Meditative trances. Strange and stinking mushrooms.
  • Minsc: But Minsc could master none of this. Which made him sad. Which made him mad. Which made him the berserker you see before you.
  • Karlach: Huh. Really?
  • Minsc: And there is always Boo, with the needful nip when anger is slow in coming. This is not how you do it...?

(At Bhaal Temple)

  • Karlach: What a pesthole! Can't wait to clear this place out.
  • Minsc: There will be much trading of threats and insults, no doubt. But Minsc will be ready when it is time for boot to meet butt.
  • Karlach: You and me both, pal.