No ethos, pursued without thought or mercy, is ethical.

Nothing he knew of, enunciated life like death.

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.'

I'm going to kill that god of yours, next. Then we'll see what you can do, and what you can't.

Look to the souls of Your own soldiers, God, who labor in Thine awful cause.

I thought we'd die there, quarrels in our backs, you for what you did and me for bearing witness.

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.