Revenge is fruitless.
I thought we'd die there, quarrels in our backs, you for what you did and me for bearing witness.
Your honor blinds you, Tempus, to what's right and wrong these days.
Such hubris could only come from a man's mouth.
Wisdom, Niko thought as he leaned his cheek against his long-handled rake, cannot be had without price.
You have crossbows: Shoot early; shoot often.
Niko, you're halfway to where you need to go. It's the most dangerous time. And all the gods and forces have a stake in you, Hero. Or do you want to be just a memory, a cult somewhere, with people sacrificing horses to your name?
Look to the souls of Your own soldiers, God, who labor in Thine awful cause.
Loyalty must be forged - to him, to his: stronger than iron, from experience, from risk - it can't be bought, or taught, or promised before the fact. Allegiance must be earned so it will hold, win or lose.
Makes you wonder if the gods are always right.
What doesn't bend must break, when dooms are apportioned and destiny takes the lead. As it will now, and as it must, until this struggle ends.
Humans create their futures every day of every year; only you can alter your worlds.
If cities have souls, Sanctuary's was troubled long before Tempus got here, and will be troubled long after he and his are gone.
Stop grieving. Start giving thanks to me. You live to fight on other days.
In every age he had ever studied, doomsayers abounded. No millennium is attractive to the man immured in it; enough prophecies have been made in antiquity that one who desires, in any age, to take the position that apocalypse is at hand can easily defend it. He would not join that dour order; he would not worry about anything but Tempus, and the matter awaiting his attention.
Deception is a tactic: use it. Do whatever it takes to win.
The Fates are here because of supernal anger, celestial imbalance, and arrogance of men and gods that must be curbed.
This is for you. A mage named Randal told me to give it to the Band if you ever came back. 'It surmounts evil,' he told me, 'keeps doom at bay.'
It's in the god's hands.
"Dreamers and dreaming dead, lots of them from neither here nor there with no chance of getting home again, lost in place and time.
But she has found real love, and love can heal and save.
For me, myth is the 'common' language of us all.
You three have done quite enough today: all of you and your feckless, treacherous god.
Gods and men honor those who have fought in battle.
There is no mercy in trading life for life. And certainly no righteousness. Mercy, once given, cannot be taken back.
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