Humans create their futures every day of every year; only you can alter your worlds.
โWhat doesn't bend must break, when dooms are apportioned and destiny takes the lead. As it will now, and as it must, until this struggle ends.
Men live, and then they die. It is the quality of the process of living which matters, that and that alone.
You three have done quite enough today: all of you and your feckless, treacherous god.
Humiliation sets armies marching, empires falling, breaks hearts and minds and souls.
These warriors of the Sacred Band were inscrutable; they loved their war and death and picking through the bones of time to sort out right from wrong, good from bad, holy from profane, honor from dishonor.