Gough is found alone on top of a locked tower. There he acts as a merchant to the Chosen Undead, offering a variety of wares, including unique items that he personally crafted.
Gough eventually offers to assist the player in killing Black Dragon Kalameet, but only after the player first encounters the dragon. Should the player answer "Yes" to both of his questions, Gough will shoot down the "old bat", forcing the dragon to engage the player on the ground. It is not necessary for Gough to shoot Kalameet in order to kill the dragon, but it makes the fight significantly easier. Gough gifts his bow to the player upon Kalameet's defeat after several prompts.
Gough was the leader of the Dragonslayers. He wielded the mightiest of greatbows as he was the only one who had the strength to handle such power. Gough was given numerous honors by Lord Gwyn.
Gough was not without his enemies, however. His sight was impaired by those who dismissed Gough as a brutish giant, packing the eye holes of his helm with tree resin; although this did not impair his ability to shoot with deadly precision.
At some point while in Oolacile Gough was imprisoned within a tower. There he created innumerable carvings, through which he achieved personal enlightenment.
Hm? A visitor, have we? Thou must be the one who freed Artorias. An old friend he was, and thanks to thee... He left this world with honour intact... And here I am, retired and blind. Of little help to thee, I am afraid.
If thou seeketh to explore this domain, be wary of a black dragon. I fear thee no match for this terrible beast.
Me? There is very little to be said. What is a dog, with no hares to hunt? ...I am lucky to be alive, I suppose.
I suspect thou hast taken a gander at it, but the Dark of the Abyss, which swallowed poor Artorias, threatens to devour our entire land of Oolacile. It seems that this dire fate is unavoidable. But, seduced by a Dark serpent or no, they awoke that thing themselves, and drove it mad... One's demise is always one's own making.
If thine wish is to succeed poor Artorias, and challenge the spread of the Dark, then thou must face Manus, Father of the Abyss. The Dark emanates from Manus himself. Even if this land shall expire, though may be able to prevent further corrosion... But even so, one day the flames will fade, and only Dark will remain. And even a legend such as thineself can do nothing to stop that.
Now, do not mistake my words. I cherish my work. Wood carving is a nuanced art. I would have much to talk about with that blacksmith. In truth, how is the old chap, I wonder? Still hammering away, I should hope.
Well, thou hast come again. This is a surprise.
Well, thou com'st again. Thou art a strange one.
Greetings after meeting Kalameet in the gorge
Good morrow... Is the Black Dragon causing thee duress?
Yes, I thought as much. He is called Kalameet. A ferocious dragon indeed, even mighty Anor Londo dared not provoke his ire. I see little good coming from this, but... Thy intent is to persevere... to the bitter end, hmm?
Hah hah hah! Good, good. What is bravery, without a dash of recklessness! I have taken a liking to thee. And I owe thee much for thy service to Artorias. Now watch, and see how Gough hunts dragons. (Gough will now shoot Kalameet out of the sky)
A wise choice. Why foist thyself into the fiery maw?
Talk after answering No
...Art thou prepared to challenge great Kalameet?
Yes, surely that is best.
Answering No to original question
...Strange. I am rarely wrong on such matters...
Talk after answering No
The Black Dragon troubles you yet, I see.
...Hmm, yes, I see. I was mistaken...
Greetings after defeating Kalameet
I see that thou has dusted the great black dragon Kalameet. Wondorously played. Lord Gwyn's blessing upon thee. I see that there is at least one legend among ye humans. Dear me... That old bat will never fly again.
Greetings after defeating Kalameet without Gough's help
Why...Thou has defeated Kalameet? Wondorously played. Lord Gwyn's blessing upon thee. That beast will never take to the skies again.
Farewell, human. Lead thy life as thou seest fit.
Ahh, so this is true human nature. Artorias is in your debt, but thou leavest me little choice... May you perish, for the good of all!