Edwin Hoswig is an NPC in .
Kingdoms of Amalur: Reckoning
I am a refugee heading west from the
Tywili Coast, a grieving son leaving his dead mother behind. To think there is scum that would steal a man's sole inheritance.
Edwin Hoswig is an Almain refugee who stole a rare item from the wealthy nobleman Wane Emundas. Unfortunately he was later betrayed by his friend, Gelt Far, who took the amulet for himself and fled north to the Cradle of Summer.
Help me! Bandits stole my amulet, the
Eye of Amman and... and I must get it back. Please. ”
— upon your first encounter.
Emundas knows what happened. Well, I don't have the amulet. Gelt does. He took it from me. In exchange, he left his dagger in my shoulder. ”
— upon your response: (if you talked with I know you stole the relic. Wane Emundas before meeting him).
Don't insult me. You know damn well who I am, and what I've done. I'm surprised
Emundas' wrinkled old head had enough sense left to tell you. ”
— when asked about himself.
I knew the
gem was cursed. I overheard Fae speak of it, and of the great trickster Amman. But the curse is worth the agony. Imagine the gold. ”
— when asked about the Cursed Amulet.
Haven't you heard? The
Tuatha have moved raiding parties inland, they've sacked homes all along the coast. Farms burned. Whole families killed. Those of us that survived are moving west, hoping the Summer Fae will provide a safe haven. The last hope for the hopeless. ”
— when asked about the Refugees.
Not professional bandits, exactly, but sly enough to cut a living out of this dried and dusty wasteland. You never know where they're going to strike next.
— when asked about the Freemen.
They should be ashamed of themselves. With all they have, the least they can do is spare a little extra for the dying. We're not bad people, just unlucky.
— when asked about Emaire.
Upon your return with the
Don't mind me. Just another refugee looking for a handout. Life's tough, what with the
Freemen striking us at every turn. You understand, I'm sure. ”
So you found out.
Gelt told you, did he? No matter. The amulet is cursed. That old fool in Emaire won't want it back. ”
— when asked about Wane Emundas.
Wonderful. Give it here. The amulet itself isn't worth the stone its made from, but its the story that interests me. Something of Amman's belongs to me.
— upon your response: I have the amulet.
I don't have much in the way of gold, but I have acquired quite the collection of useful items in my, um, travels.
— when asked: Why should I give it to you?
That's why I like you. You prefer action to debate. You will go far because of it. Like me. Well, like me before I was betrayed and left for dead.
— if chosen the response: Take the amulet.
You and I should strike up a partnership. If I survive the night, that is. One of these days I'll get up and drag my carcass out of here.