Fury from the heavens; fury at the gods - inseparable.

Tempus wanders eternally, bringing death to whomever loves him and being spurned by whomsoever he shall love.

Honorable battle sustains a Sacred Band.

Bandara was not an easy place to return to: it could hide from the common worlds whose periphery it inhabited. But Bandara never had, in all its years, completely disappeared.

It's in the god's hands.

Each soul has its appointed doom. How is it you dare to raise a mortal boy so high - high enough to flout the gods? Bring godhead where a man may reach out and take it? growls Enlil, and lightning splits a clear blue sky.

Gods are nothing without their worshipers; they act on the affairs and the passions of men.