Every man's in his own hands, with a little help from his brothers.
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.'
You're talent, and we're the talent scouts.
You're not one to take lightly, to love of for an evening and leave of a dawn.
I want to live like a man.
When you give death, you give of your own life - every time.