The Fates are here because of supernal anger, celestial imbalance, and arrogance of men and gods that must be curbed.

All gods are tricksters, and war gods worst of any.

Honorable battle sustains a Sacred Band.

I'm just a weapon of the god.

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.

Her idea of who's worth what ain't mine.

War's balance will prevail.