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It spoke with the voice of nature, but its words were curses spat upon humankind.

"We camped near the Sokenzan Mountains. Though I know its inhabitants are sparse, I hear cries coming from the highest peaks every night, as if the mountains themselves bellow for vengeance."
—Lost Battalion, message to General Takeno

Lost to time is the artificer's art of trapping light from a distant star in a ring of purest gold.

It fights with inhuman vigor.

"I hear the gods' voices in my dreams each night, and I offer bloody trophies on their altars each day."

"You will be reimbursed for your donation.""The reimbursement is spiritual."
—Temple signs

"We must all hang together, or assuredly we shall all hang separately."
—Benjamin Franklin

The gemini engines had lost connection with each other and wandered apart, developing an independent awareness of their surroundings.

"In Rath," the priest said, "there is even greater need for prayer."

The vedalken interrogate all intruders—once the hoverguards are done with them.

The Somberwald is her domain, and she has yet to hear an acceptable excuse for trespassing.

"You can face any danger when all of nature is on your side."

Stensian vampires encourage spiders near their manors so they can rob the webs.

He has nothing left but his resentment.

"Are you tired? You look tired."

"If one gets in your chimney, you're going to need a long wick and a barrel of bangstuff to get it out."
—Hob Heddil