In every age he had ever studied, doomsayers abounded. No millennium is attractive to the man immured in it; enough prophecies have been made in antiquity that one who desires, in any age, to take the position that apocalypse is at hand can easily defend it. He would not join that dour order; he would not worry about anything but Tempus, and the matter awaiting his attention.

If, as Niko asks, you show them mercy, then the gods will be well pleased.

It's all the same - no good without evil, no balance...no maat. If we lose one, we lose the other. It's just life, that's all.

For me, myth is the 'common' language of us all.

I see all sorts of things when I'm clearing my pipes.

Use him wisely. Few have been given such a weapon by the gods or Fates before.

Die never for a god, Nikodemos who should know better - not your soldiers' god, nor any other.