What peculiar breathers these are to seek my input. It is known as fact that they have no honour, respect or regard for our kind, and yet this one speaks to me of … Sunlight? This is a curious notion; Perhaps I must have a fourth ocular input installed to observe it? It sounds pleasant the way it is spoken of, and yet, I can’t imagine why one would strive to irritate their thermal sensors … to … “Bask”.
Easy girl… easy… Hey! Not cool! What did I just say?! Well, I guess I’ll find you some … meat I suppose. Seems to like face-meat best. I’ll see what’s around. You know, you’re lucky I don’t get Vella to come in here for advanced target practice.
What’s done is done. Either Gabriel still stands or he does not. In either case; I have the work of my lord to attend. If we are to meet the production requirements we will need more scrap than we haul now; Set down at the next town we find. The horses? Yes, keep them – We can use them to draw out ghostbeasts when we next raid.
Please, remain calm. We must trust that our Abector has reasons for our being kept caged such as we are. Remember the teachings; We will be tested, and it is those among us who can find the strength within to persevere who will prosper. We and we alone carry the futures for all peoples on our shoulders, and to surrender to fear is to will ruin upon ourselves and our children. We must be strong.
What is the problem? Quipper stew! Q u I … p… what is the matter with you? Talk sense man! I don’t speak greenskin. Look, how about I write it down for you… There we are. One bowl of… what’s this. Is this some kind of magical napkin? Why is it written out in elven? I mean… the penmanship is remarkable, but it just translated what I wrote… into… my native tongue… Linguam Interpretari! What language do you think you’re speaking right now? Yes, me too. Well. One quipper stew please. Heavy on the quipper. Thank you. Apologies for the misunderstanding; I’m getting on in years, you know.
Come Elsa. She is lost to us now. We each knew the risks when we entered the mist. There is nothing we can do to reverse what she has become; the only mercy we can show her now is a swift end to this perversion of her physical body before we depart, then must press onward. It is what she would have wanted.
My mistress; your will is done. My agent has seen carriage of the tablet to the mists and through them to the wastes beyond where they were handed off just as you prophesized. I understand we are to show patience now. I would never presume to know your mind, mistress, but you have my trust and my devotion.
Josie will never find me in here! Search all you like. I wonder what this room is even for and why the door was hidden behind that mural. I wonder if Aunty Illiah even knows it’s here… If I don’t tell then this can be a secret place just for me and I can … what was that? Rats! So… Many… Rats!
Yes, I agree. The ground itself appears battered and scarred by arcana. Do not forget that the Zoranders have a long history of dabbling with the very nature of magic – I would not be surprised if there were remnants here of pursuits of arcane constructions and manipulations which went awry. Though the prosperity in the surrounds suggests these grounds are benign, I would hesitate to accept as much on face value.
Yes, Justiciar. I understand the penalty. My surrender is unconditional. I don’t deserve your mercy for I am guilty of what I have done. Why? Honestly: I do not know why. I thought I knew… They knew… They knew everything about me… My deepest fears. My dearest loves. My hopes. My regrets. I… They… They had to die. I can’t find words now that could make you understand.
But these plans won’t work? Why won’t you listen; If you build it this way, I won’t be able to be give it life – You will hold me responsible, I’m sure, but I cannot do the impossible! You’ve all gone mad. You must have. At least before I understood that you just wanted brothers and sisters… but this? It will be nothing more than a terrifying ornament!
I’m sorry, Mother. I know you told me not to do it again, but there were rats… scores of them… I can’t tell you where. I’m not making it up! I had to do it or they would have gobbled me up! It was like when Felix Fairfax fought the throng of blight wolves…
Who do we have here? If I were a younger man, perhaps she and I … no… Renee is more than woman enough for me. Still; she keeps curious company. Her father, perhaps? No. There is more to this man. He carries himself as one who wishes to not draw the casual eye. Well, old man, you certainly have my interest piqued.
Cardinals; I have had another vision of the future. One most troubling. Please, I know it sounds foolish, but come with me to the Flame itself. I wish to look upon it directly and cast away my worries; I will explain once we are there.