It's the Kalkara. they're hunting.

There's nothing honerable in a man who hides behind a blue woman's hanky.

Sometimes people can be too intellegent for their own good. Too much thinking could confuse things.

It's surprising how often history is decided by something as trival as bad shellfish.

Now for God's sake, will you two start behaving like a princess and a Courier?" Halt told them. "If you don't, I'll have to think about sending Will home.' 'Me?' Will said, his voice breaking into a high-pitched squeak of indignation. 'What's it got to do with me?' 'It's all your fault!' Halt shouted irrationally.

‎Halt looked up at the trees above him. "Why does this boy ask so many questions?" he asked the trees. Naturally, they didn't answer.

Success tended to make the unorthodox acceptable