Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Viceroy Kashurra] Yet it disguises his insecurity.

We defeat one usurper, and now we serve another.

There's nothing new about it. It's the way of things.

Uldorak, Lirrak, now this failed attack on you, Vahdrak.

Okay. I'll leave you to your sleep or lack of it.

You are only as important to the story as you choose to be.

You never mourned, did you? You disappeared into the hunt.

Too attached to the flesh illusion you are.

[soldier] Your Highness, wait!

"Or a frozen waste's eternal gazing, ancient agonies survive.

Damn sure don't let it do your thinking.

I saw it on my mother's face after her primary died.

Usually, it's something someone else has and wants to keep.

-With what? -[Auroth] Anything.

You want to charge back into the fight. Hunt the demon to his lair, take his head.

This is business. I'm after an idea, a story.

[Mirana] My grandfather's sword.

At least I will die staring into your eyes.

Fifteen years and a punch in the face. Well, that's a fine hello.

I collected books, began writing verse. The dragon songs never returned.

Terrorblade. Did he… Did anyone… Did they hurt you?

The people need you. Don't say a word. Sleep on it.

They say the Dark Moon Order was destroyed by a 12-foot demon.