#and Gideon said it after you fight Malenia

[drenched-in-sunlight]

How vexing. That the All-knowing didn't have the full story… Perhaps the Queen's sorrow was justified...

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Adventures of Solis - Chapter 11: Ultimate Showdown(s)

Adventures of Solis - Chapter Index Written between RL 102 +20 and 131 +25 End-game and optional bosses

Malenia, Blade of Miquella - A patience battle about choosing openings. Pretty much the opposite of Fire Giant, in that bursting with weapon arts over main moveset is the winning play.

Solis has quite poor damage and so you cannot win damage trades with her.

Projectile dodge means that most spells should not be used.

Many of the lunge/thrust weapon arts do not have hyper armour or good aim. Malenia's 'common' attacks often have side-movement and are fast - trying to aggresively swing into her will almost always fail to due to above.

On the flip side, 2 uses of Glintblade Phalanx will completely break her stance in neutral state. Do note that Malenia has hyper armour during any of her moves - if the Glintblades hit her mid swing; they will not count. Additionally, the blades can miss due to terrain.

In general...

Only use your 'all-in' moves (main-hand weapon art, Glintblades etc.) after she commits to a big lunge/grabs.

This is the one fight where you should actually count the enemy poise. Hits against her mid-action will not count toward stance break.

Balance your spacing from her. Malenia's crit window is small, so dont stand too far. On the flip side, Solis is stamina intensive - so you don't want to be too close and with no stam - incase of Waterfowl etc.

Her spell dodge reacts when a skill is used, and not when it fires at her. You can use Glintblades to 'bait' an empty action out of her.

Dragonlord Placidusax - Another 'wall fight', huge hp with elemental and status resist. Similar to Fire Giant in that spells will barely harm it, just slowly and methodically chip with a weapon.

Placidusax can be stance broken quite easily, and the crit window is *very generous* - that said, the boss has such high magic resist that criticals dont even deal that much damage.

Gideon Ofnir - cant really 'out-mage' this guy, just draw your weapon of choice and beat him down.

Godfrey - Another surprise pushover fight. Then again - Godfrey is the ultimate 'bigger than average dude'. Here, I adopted the same approach as Morgott - and despite slipping up many, many times, he still fell over easily.

IMO, just throw anything at him - it just works

Radagon - Similar to Malenia; trim down your moveset. Radagon has a very aggresive spell parry and moves in a 'slippery' manner, none of our spells are good here - save for Glintblade.

In general, prepare Glintblades and run away from him until you see his hand drop back to a neutral pose before you engage.

Most of his moves are easier to roll forward/through as opposed to away.

Dismounter moveset is very good here - wide sweeps + momentum to keep hits going after you roll through his moves.

Elden Beast - The Dismounter + Glintstone Pebble 2 part combo is your main damage move here. Spam Glintblades and swiftshard to chip poise.

The critical window is *very generous* on this boss. You can easily Glintstone Pebble combo and still have time to draw your dagger and crit.

Magic weapon infusion is an option due to status immunity. Basically - Frost in you want to burst Radagon. Magic for better damage vs Elden Beast.

Mohg, Lord of Blood - 2 main points - watch your distance, roll through not away.

Mohg's attack range/timings are very good at catching mid spellcast. You have to simply feel out the range at which various spells are safe to use at.

In phase 1, his 'countdown' ability is the biggest window for casting

You can switch back to Flamberge + Impaling Thrust. The bleed status and fast thrust are advantaged here.

As per usual - remember to Swiftshard chip.

Mohg is very tough in poise and hp, we dont have any means of burst damage - this will be a slow brawl.

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After waiting awhile, Mei steps into Sir Gideons room, and sits at his bedside, a solem expression on her face. She was unsure if he was awake or asleep, but she still softly spoke, hoping he'd hear her sooner or later.

"... I can't say I'm all too pleased with your confession either but... In my memories, the village leaders had to make harsh desicions such as yours, and while we grieved and even spent days ignoring them, we always came back around to forgiveness, and we learned to realize it was for the best of the village... You made a mistake, and you can't undo the past, but whether you choose to fix the future is up to you. I shall hold no hatred for you, because you're a father to me in my eyes. I'm sorry it all came down to this mess..."

He grunted, sitting up in bed hair amess, his face even worse. His eyes were redder than usual, both from the hangover of last night and the grief of what had followed. He couldn't look Mei in the eyes.

"Mm. I appreciate it, I do... just... " he shook his head. How to say it? How to explain it? He stared at the wall for several minutes, leaving them in awkward silence. He just sighed heavily finally before tossing his coverings off. He was still in his armors underclothes from the night before, never having changed after the meeting with Malenia.

No matter how awful he felt, he was still senior of the Tarnished, and of the disgraceful Roundtable Hold. He turned, planting both feet on the ground, wincing a bit at the cold of the floor. He snorted, clearing his throat and nose.

"You know, this place was a war room before it was a shelter for Tarnished, back then I mean. Either for Radagon's campaign in Raya Lucaria, the march against the Fire Giants, whatever else Godfrey needed it for. It was all planned out here. I was a younger man in those days, but when my time came, the first time I mean, I was already an old man." He looked up to the ceiling as if looking to the Erdtree for answers.

"...when I came back, I was still that old man, who had died in service to the wars and campaigns. I had banners of my own, a service of a small company of scouts who were my eyes and ears across the Lands Between. Now though? When the Grace reawakened us... they were gone by then. The Hold was a mess, worse than most find it now. I mean, before we cleaned it up." He sighed, frustrated, and tired.

"Fyra... no, more than that, you lot. You, Jarrod, Rosalind, the others, but particularly Fyra, made me realize something. Those wars were over. We're tasked with fighting something I, simply put, cannot even comprehend. It boggles my mind I stood before Malenia herself last night. There was something about her, beyond the deadliness of her abilities. Her very soul radiated that awe, that... heaviness of spirit of Marika. Even as her child, she holds that in her. Marika herself? To stand before her?"

"I'd lost the sight of Grace before even leaving the Hold. When I realized by consequence of where our path would lead us, any hope or imitation of it just fled my mind. I'd spent so so much time looking for any... loophole, trick, rite, secret or otherwise, that could give me an edge, but nothing, nothing could remove the fact that we'd be fighting a god."

"I was afraid. More than that... I gave up. The Tarnished who passed through here? They had no interest in their call and it became, like I said so many times, a shelter from the rain. For all my knowledge , for all I knew, the only thing I could do was go back to war planning. It wasn't an enemy encampment, it was a village of people who wanted a place, quiet and away to live their lives in peace. I sent what forces I could amass in this age, an Omen Killer and a Perfumer." He ran a hand through his hair, lost in recent memories.

"The order had never been to terrorize them... it was secure the Haligtree Medallion by any means necessary. I failed to account what that would actually mean. Say it or justify it anyway I want, the truth was I was so overtaken by despair already, I don't think I cared." It was only then, after telling the whole story, could he turn to look Mei in the eye.

There were no more tears, and there was no despair. He was, as he had always been, tired and empty.

"Would you still call me senior of this Hold, would you still think of me as Sir Gideon Ofnir the All-Knowing? Or am I just an old butcher who's lingered too long in this gods forsaken world?"