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Uthlon the Wise scandalized sphinx society, hooting the answers to riddles as he rampaged through Tin Street. Grangle, on the other hand, sat for hours, deep in thought, largely ignored by fellow goblins.

"Embrace every moment, for it could be your last."
—Xenagos, god of revels

"Trust me—the walls have more than just ears."
—Orcish spy

When demons open a path to your front door, it's time to move.

The akki were surprised to encounter a human who could fight in the caves as well as they.

Some samurai fell so far out of grace that only dogs would keep them company.

With the spread of Rimewind's sorcerous winter, snow dwellers reclaimed their places atop the food chain.

The aberrant magic of the Rimewind drew the unicorns back from the northern wastes to do battle once again.

No heartbeat to hear, no greed to bribe, no fear of death.

"Let those idiot priests tremble! A new era in unlife begins here and now. Oglor, raise the lightning vane!"
—Stitcher Geralf

"Stop locking your knees as you strike! Now stand up and try again."

"Time and space are just new battlefields to be mastered."

The root of all greevils.

Pause for the briefest of moments to consider the whorl of brambles, the tangled twist of bark, and the maze has already won.

The roots run deep under stone and street, with strength that needs but a whisper to awaken.

Cliffs echo and branches quake at the roar of life.

"All the sylvan secrets of this world are etched between my rings. The skinfolk's metal aberrations can rot between my roots."
—Colfenor, the Last Yew