“Well, *I* don’t love it. It’s bad enough having Wolf flapping his tongue”

“The eerie, pulsing glow is a vivid sapphire blue in colour. Impressive.”

“Did you hear that?”

“Sire, Lord, and Lady, there’s a glow up ahead. Distant, but pulsing. See?”

“A flying gem twice the size of your head, Elvar.”

“Now a curse that’s laid is a doom that won’t fade, and the gods enforce its dark code”

A land of “men with pointed beards and pointed helms”: the Turmish helmets

“Julthoon, in the name of Paerlus, I command you!”