Time is so...fluid where I live
War is all and king of all
In this new world, this day and forever, then, we are not only Thebans - we are all Stepsons. We are all one Sacred Band. If you will have us. And mine will fight by yours, henceforth, as brothers.
It's in the god's hands.
And Tempus thought then that nothing was more worthwhile than what was growing in this whitewashed barracks, where he has come to build a force such as men or gods have never seen - a force worth reckoning with, if you were of a mind. And something was of that mind. And something else opposed it. He should have expected that. Battle in the heavens, battle on the earth.
Niko, you're halfway to where you need to go. It's the most dangerous time. And all the gods and forces have a stake in you, Hero. Or do you want to be just a memory, a cult somewhere, with people sacrificing horses to your name?
Loyalty must be forged - to him, to his: stronger than iron, from experience, from risk - it can't be bought, or taught, or promised before the fact. Allegiance must be earned so it will hold, win or lose.
Deception is a tactic: use it. Do whatever it takes to win.
You're talent, and we're the talent scouts.
In every age he had ever studied, doomsayers abounded. No millennium is attractive to the man immured in it; enough prophecies have been made in antiquity that one who desires, in any age, to take the position that apocalypse is at hand can easily defend it. He would not join that dour order; he would not worry about anything but Tempus, and the matter awaiting his attention.
To the death with honor, shoulder to shoulder, and no one gets closer to a Stepson than his partner.
"Dreamers and dreaming dead, lots of them from neither here nor there with no chance of getting home again, lost in place and time.
This is for you. A mage named Randal told me to give it to the Band if you ever came back. 'It surmounts evil,' he told me, 'keeps doom at bay.'
The Fates are here because of supernal anger, celestial imbalance, and arrogance of men and gods that must be curbed.
But she has found real love, and love can heal and save.
Here and now was always where Tempus was, not off somewhere in the realm of Greater Good or Mortal Soul or Eternal Consequence. He'd lost the ability to determine greater good, if there was one; his mortal soul he'd given up on long ago. And as for eternal consequence - he was its embodiment.
I'm just a weapon of the god.
One lot apiece, one chance to undo an error or secure a fate.
I'm going to kill that god of yours, next. Then we'll see what you can do, and what you can't.
As Seth's apprentice, I've learned wisdom of which you've never dreamed.
Her idea of who's worth what ain't mine.
I must decide if you deserve to die.
Gods have bloody hands.
Use him wisely. Few have been given such a weapon by the gods or Fates before.
Don't blame yourself, or worry. Neither does a bit of good.
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