Nothing walks the earth more savage than a mare enraged.

Loyalty must be forged - to him, to his: stronger than iron, from experience, from risk - it can't be bought, or taught, or promised before the fact. Allegiance must be earned so it will hold, win or lose.

Gods and men honor those who have fought in battle.

There are stranger things here than Thebans know about.

Life was never simple, happiness never where you thought you'd left it, and right and wrong no more fixed than clouds in the sky.

There must be a corps that will battle for righteousness, for there are endless battalions who serve unrighteousness.

Sacred Bands and elite squadrons aren't what the mercenaries' guild is about. Field them at your peril.