Every man's in his own hands, with a little help from his brothers.

So well do I love you, I go to my god singing your praises. When I meet my father, I will tell him I fought beside you.

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 was his soul's freedom that was in question. And that question was whether freedom was worth the price when it meant shirking the responsibilities of honor.

We know. We've seen it all before.

I must decide if you deserve to die.

There are stranger things here than Thebans know about.