I don't want to be any closer to the gods than death will bring me.

And personally, I've lost my thirst for vengeance.

This was what men fought for, what men died for: a chance at life, and to fight on other days - the battle of your choice, of the body, or the heart, or the soul.

Here and now was always where Tempus was, not off somewhere in the realm of Greater Good or Mortal Soul or Eternal Consequence. He'd lost the ability to determine greater good, if there was one; his mortal soul he'd given up on long ago. And as for eternal consequence - he was its embodiment.

What we hold sacred is honor, justice, and glory. You need not swear allegiance to our storm god, to serve with us. Fighters are among us from many lands, with many gods and many beliefs. Believe as you will. What is between a man and his god is theirs alone to say.

Men may not believe you, my son. But you must always say the truth, when the truth holds no danger for you or your loved ones.

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