| First Encounter | What an awful clattering! Would you kindly conduct yourself a little more carefully? And why are you adorned in such an awful, livid red? By my oath, those above must make a sport of sending me the most wretched servants they can find! |
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| First interaction in Act 3 if having already met in Act 2 | Hrm? Oh, 'tis merely the livid red bug. I was expecting some word from those above to explain the meaning of all this rumbling and shaking. They fail in their holy duties! My master must be shielded from such inconveniences, else their digestion be disrupted. |
| When offering the Great Taste of Pharloom wish | Still you tarry here, bug who calls herself a guest? If your idle claws need work, put them to service for our exalted Great Gourmand. I must remain by my master, so you will need to leave the Citadel and gather the ingredients for their meal in my stead! |
| Refusing the wish | Blasphemy! My master shall have the holy indulgence they deserve, even if I must douse my shell in oil and climb onto a dish myself! |
| Accepting the wish | Promise it as reward, and your master shall have his meal. |
| Exhausted dialogue with the wish active | You dally, still? If you wish to earn your reward, you should be hunting down those ingredients! Or do you need directions from a serving-bug with some experience? |
| Hint for the location of the Mossberry Stew | For our base, we require the gelatinous Mossberry Stew. Its concoction is a druidic art, a jealously guarded secret of the moss-painted caverns deep below us. |
| Hint for the location of the Vintage Nectar | For a sweet simmer, find me some Vintage Nectar. A rare brew, treasured by bugs with a keen scent for excellence. There's slim chance such an old yield might still exist. Alas! Its depth of flavour is a necessity for the holy dish! |
| Hint for the location of the Pickled Muckmaggot | Seek out a Pickled Muckmaggot, the sacred treat revered and reviled for its intensity. It was a specialty of the chef Lugoli, long ago banished for culinary sacrilege. Rumours sing that the great chef retreated to their home-caves in the dank midlands below... |
| Hint for the location of the Courier's Rasher | For the core of the meal, find that marvellous meat... The rasher of a courier, those spritely bugs who once arrived at the toll of every second bell. I saw many a courier gorge upon this fatty snack. Where are they all? Have they abandoned their holy toil? |
| Hint for the location of the Crustnut | To season a meal such as this... only a Crustnut will do. Once, scores of them could be gathered, high atop those coral crusted caves beyond the Grand Gate. Surely some must still grow within that sand-ravaged land? |
| Handing over an ingredient | At last! My master is withering away from hunger! Let us see what gifts you bring. |
| Handing over Mossberry Stew | This stew, of Mossberries stirred thick. Good. Good! It shall form the base once set in mould. |
| Handing over Vintage Nectar | The nectar! To think, such an aged extract still exists! What an exquisite tragedy that I cannot taste it myself. My master must have every drop! |
| Handing over Pickled Muckmaggot | Pickled Muckmaggot! So that banished chef's recipes outlived them after all!
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| Handing over Courier's Rasher | Aaaahh. What's this? The rasher of a courier, tied up tight! I can see its fat still dripping fresh! |
| Handing over Crustnut | A Crustnut! Stale and dull, you'll be thinking, yes? But ground to finest powder, that's when its tart taste blooms! |
| After handing over all of the required ingrdients | You'll have your oil, whelp! Firstly learn some patience! The dish must be prepared perfectly, enough to rouse my master and see them sated. |
| After Loyal Mergwin creates the dish | Taste, smell, texture... It is done! A meal to rival Pharloom's finest. Mighty master, how long you have waited to set your jaw upon so perfect a dish! Join us, and dine! |
| After the Wish is fulfilled | Yes. Yes! It has been done! Made and served. A dish to match my master's refined desires. |
| Exhausted dialogue if the Wish was fulfilled | Leave us! My great master needs time to reflect, and I must ponder on flavours anew! |
| Exhausted dialogue during Act 3 if the Wish was fulfilled | The master has a mighty endurance, yet all of this rumbling and breaking makes me fearful for their safety. Fear not. I will stay by their side until my old shell crumbles away. |
| Playing the Needolin | O glorious master! Your taste, so refined! |
Loyal Mergwin


Loyal Mergwin is an NPC who appears in Hollow Knight: Silksong. He holds one of the three Pale Oils of Pharloom, only handing it over once his Wish, Great Taste of Pharloom is completed.
Background
Loyal Mergwin is a servant of the Citadel who resides in Choral Chambers. He serves the Great Gourmand, attempting to provide food to satiate their substantial appetite.
He planned to prepare a great meal for the Gourmand, but was unable to gather the required ingredients himself.[2]
In-game Events
Speaking to Loyal Mergwin begins the Great Taste of Pharloom Wish. He asks for a Mossberry Stew, Vintage Nectar, Pickled Muckmaggot, Courier's Rasher and Crustnut to feed the Great Gourmand.
Upon completion of the wish, he gives Hornet 1x Pale Oil.
Dialogue
Location
Loyal Mergwin is found in the dining room of the Choral Chambers.
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Mergwin's location
Gallery
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Mergwin sleeping
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Mergwin with the prepared meal
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Mergwin with the Great Gourmand
Names in Other Languages
| Language | Name | Meaning/Explanation |
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| Mergwin O Leal | Mergwin the Loyal | |
| Mergwin Le Fidèle | Mergwin the Faithful | |
| Treuer Mergwin | Loyal Mergwin | |
| Mergwin il Fedele | Mergwin the Faithful | |
| 忠実なるマーグウィン Chūjitsunaru māguwin |
Loyal Mergwin | |
| 충성스러운 머그윈 Chungseongseureoun meogeuwin |
Loyal Mergwin | |
| Верный Мергвин Vernyj Mergvin |
Loyal Mergwin | |
| 忠诚的梅尔格温 Zhōngchéng de méiěrgéwēn ? |
Loyal Mergwin | |
| Leal Mergwin | Loyal Mergwin | |
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References
- ↑ Hornet dialogue with Loyal Mergwin: "Sir, I bring ingredients for the dish."
- ↑ Loyal Mergwin dialogue: "A spectacular, Pharloom spanning dish that I have been planning for an age. But alas, those above seem to have forsaken my poor master! And I have grown so old. Now I can never hope to gather the necessary ingredients. Blast their indolence!"