Cursor's Fury

This is what it look like when it WORKS?

Got to die of something," Giraldi observed. "Might as well put back a few pints while you wait to see what it is.

Give it to 'em!" Take 'em down!" First Aleran!" Kick their furry--" Assault formation!

You beg fate to make your fears into reality, Aleran. But for the moment, they are only fears. They may come. If so, then face them and overcome them. Until then, pay them no mind. You have enough to think on.

It isn't about being fair and equal. It's about the difference between right and wrong." He stared out at the bloody Elinarch. "And this was wrong.

Senator. If you call my friend a liar one more time, I will take it badly." "Excuse me?" Arnos said, his eyebrows rising up. "I suggest you find an alternate shortsighted, egomaniacally ridiculous reason to blatantly, recklessly ignore an obvious threat to the Realm simply because you don't wish it to exist. If you cannot restrain yourself from base slander, I will be pleased to meet you in juris macto and personally rip your forked tongue from your head.

Wars and plans can’t coexist, sir. One of them kills the other.

Know your enemy. Know yourself. Only then may you achieve victory.

It must be tempered with discipline. Ferocity is useless unless employed in the proper place . . .

You can tell a great deal about a person by looking at the people who share his life.” Isana

It’s easy to see what choices one should have made after it is too late to go back.

Bosun!” “Aye, skipper?” “Reinforce the mainmast, hang out all the laundry, and warn the witchmen! Let’s make the old bitch fly!

I will not live in a realm where calculations of power supersede justice and law - regardless of how inconvenient that may be to the Crown.