What Are Ornstein And Smough Attack Patterns To Memorize?

I stumbled upon a 'Dark Souls' fanfic that redefined how I see Ornstein and Smough’s partnership. The story peeled back their armor to expose a bond built on silent understanding, not just brute force. Instead of playing up their boss fight spectacle, the author dug into the years of shared duty in Anor Londo—how Smough’s cannibalistic tendencies were tolerated because Ornstein saw the loneliness beneath his cruelty, or how Ornstein’s lightning became less a weapon and more a beacon Smough used to orient himself in the cathedral’s labyrinthine halls. The fic’s genius was in the details: Smough polishing Ornstein’s spear during downtime, Ornstein leaving the last of his rations where Smough would "steal" them without shame. Their devotion wasn’t romanticized; it was gritty, born from surviving countless cycles of undead hunters together. What hooked me was how the fic reimagined their final stand. When the Chosen Undead confronts them, Smough doesn’t crush Ornstein for power—he hoists his dying comrade onto his shoulders, letting Ornstein’s fading lightning charge his hammer for one last strike. The aftermath haunts me: Smough cradling Ornstein’s empty helmet, whispering to it like it could still hear him, before the cathedral’s illusions collapse around them. Other fics paint them as rivals or reluctant allies, but this one made me believe in their twisted symbiosis. The author even wove in lore hints—like Ornstein secretly covering for Smough’s "indiscretions" with Gwyndolin’s silver knights, or Smough memorizing Ornstein’s battle patterns to compensate for his slower reflexes. It’s the only fic I’ve read where their dynamic feels less like a gameplay mechanic and more like a tragedy wrapped in loyalty. I’ve hunted down every iteration of their story since, but none capture their devotion like this. Some try to humanize them through outsider POVs—a painter observing their sparring rituals, or a firekeeper hearing Smough’s distorted humming after Ornstein leaves on missions. Others go mystical, suggesting their souls are bound by Gwyn’s magic, forcing them to reincarnate together. But the rawest take I’ve found is an AU where they defect from Anor Londo, becoming wandering executioners who only trust each other’s blades. Smough carves a path through villages while Ornstein negotiates their pay, their roles reversed but their reliance unchanged. The fic doesn’t shy from their brutality, but frames it as a language only they understand. After reading it, I can’t face their boss fight without wondering what whispered words pass between them when the music swells.

Pairing up with a buddy in 'Dark Souls' turns Ornstein and Smough into this chaotic duet where timing and roles matter more than raw stats. I like to split duties right away: one player commits to being the lightning magnet—constantly moving, baiting Ornstein's quick thrusts and using the pillars to break line of sight—while the other circles Smough and punishes his slow recovery frames. Communication is everything; tell each other when you're healing or out of stamina so you don't both get greedy at the same time. Gear and buffs speed the run more than you'd think. I usually bring a fast, upgraded weapon with resins or buffs so the Smough-target can chew through armor while the Ornstein-bait wears him down. If someone has ranged spells or pyromancy, use them from behind cover to chip damage when the bosses are separated. When one falls, adapt immediately: the powered-up survivor changes attack patterns, so the bait switches to kite-and-dodge while the damage dealer goes all-in. It’s chaotic but coordinated, and pulling it off with a friend feels awesome — much more satisfying than a solo slog.

If you peel back the layers of spectacle in 'Dark Souls', the relationship between Ornstein and Smough reads like a grim little drama stitched into Anor Londo itself. Ornstein wears the colors of sunlight and the pedigree of Gwyn's Four Knights — he's called Dragonslayer Ornstein, famed for stabbing dragons in the eyes and serving at the height of Lord Gwyn's reign. Smough, by contrast, is described as a monstrous executioner who'd eat the corpses of those he executed. Those item descriptions are blunt; they don't write a novel, but they point to a pairing that was meant to contrast ideals: a noble, lightning-wreathed champion beside a brutal, gluttonous enforcer. Gameplay enforces the story. The way the surviving brother absorbs the other's power when one dies — Ornstein becoming grotesquely bulky if he eats Smough's soul, or Smough gaining lightning traits if he consumes Ornstein's — suggests a toxic codependence. I've always felt it's less about friendship and more about a twisted loyalty: duty kept them together, but hunger and pride turned that duty into something uncanny. It's one of those details that makes 'Dark Souls' feel alive to me.

I love talking about the 'Ornstein and Smough' fight because it’s one of those encounters that completely reshapes how you approach a boss fight in 'Dark Souls'. On the surface it’s a classic two-on-one: one speedy, lightning-spearing foe and one lumbering, hammer-wielding behemoth. That dynamic forces you to decide whether to play hit-and-run against the fast one or turtle up against the slow, hard-hitting one. I tend to bait the slow swings from the hammer guy and punish the spear wielder’s recovery — it feels musical once you get the timings. When one of them dies the whole rhythm changes. The survivor absorbs the other’s power, becomes larger and gains new, often more punishing moves with greater area-of-effect and poise. That means a strategy that worked in the two-boss phase can fail spectacularly afterward. If I plan to split my attention, I’ll usually commit to taking one down super-fast so I don’t have to deal with the powered-up solo later. Alternatively, I’ll clear room for pokes and use summons or ranged attacks to finish one quickly. I also adapt my kit: swap to faster weaponry and mobility if I’m going to kite Ornstein, or go heavier armor and poise build if I want to tank Smough’s charges. Spells and arrows can thin the herd early; co-op partners change everything because you can force target priority. All told, the mechanics reward flexible planning and reading your moment-to-moment openings — it’s messy and thrilling and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I still get a rush thinking about how manic the Ornstein and Smough fight can be, but let me break down which weapons actually make that chaos manageable for me. Fast, precise blades are my go-to for the lightning-fast spear guy; something like an Uchigatana, Balder Side Sword, or even the Estoc lets you weave in hits and back out before Ornstein retaliates. Those give you mobility and bleed potential, which helps chip him down without getting punished. For the slow, massive hammer guy I lean on high poise-damage weapons — think Great Club, Zweihander, or any greataxe — because they stagger him faster and you can punish his slow recovery. If I’m feeling tactical I’ll bring a halberd (Black Knight Halberd or Gargoyle Halberd) to control spacing: it covers both bosses reasonably well because of reach and thrust damage. And yes, magic or fire pyromancies can work wonders from a safe distance if you’ve leveled them, but you’ll need to manage soul arrows or Great Chaos Fireball use carefully. In short: nimble sharp blade for Ornstein, raw heavy strikes for Smough, and a polearm if you want a one-weapon compromise — that combo saved me more times than I can count.

My favorite duo in 'Dark Souls' probably gets my heart racing more than any other fight. Ornstein and Smough aren't just tough opponents; they're a designed spectacle. The way the boss arena in Anor Londo frames them — stained glass, looming columns, that echo when you move — turns the battle into theater. Ornstein dances around with a lightning-speared grace while Smough stomps and crushes with brutal, slow power, and that contrast creates a rhythm you have to learn. Tactics and story fold together too: the choice of which one you kill first changes the second phase, so your decision matters in a way most bosses don't demand. I loved how that forced me to adapt mid-fight, and later, the shared loot, the weapons and armor, felt like a reward and a narrative beat. Even now, years later, I still get a little surge of adrenaline when I hear the clash of their weapons — makes me want to boot up 'Dark Souls' and try a new build just to face them again.