Nothing he knew of, enunciated life like death.
I must decide if you deserve to die.
We've the new hard-steel, though why they're all so hot to pay twice the price when men're soft as clay and even wood will pierce the boldest belly, I can't say.
So some will be left who remember.
The city guardsmen were like the keres, doom-bringers of merciless vengeance.
The gods want to bring a better day, and you are their messengers. Trust not in all you see. Trust only in your hearts. And in us, who love you both.