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?

Listen close and you can hear, Please, bless us and forgive us, and make us good here and strong here. Let us get along here. Let those we love and left behind be blessed. Let us find the proper path and keep to it. Help us act harmoniously, and find work pleasing in the sight of god and man.

Order is its own reward.

If the gods sent you to fight here, then the gods are fools.

Choose life over death, Niko, when a choice can be made that puts no soul in jeopardy.

For Harmony. A chance at life. To fight on other days.

You're talent, and we're the talent scouts.