He who stands like a pilar dies in battle. He who bends like a reed is triumphant!
Don't defoul the air. It ill becomes you. - Oromis
Shall we dance,friend of my heart?" We shall, little one.
May your swords stay sharp -Brom
The trickster, the riddler, the keeper of balance, he of the many faces who finds life in death and who fears no evil; he who walks through doors.
It’s better to be sworn to an honest fool than to a lying scholar