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Empires rise and fall, but evil is eternal.

No one in Aphetto answers a knock at the door after sundown.

"I smell the tang of a mortal's fresh blood. I hear it sliding wetly beneath its skin. My hunger cannot refuse the invitation."
—Yuri, Sengir vampire

What it lacks in backbone, it makes up for in cruelty.

In Urborg, the instigators of each new rebellion are soaked in the blood of the last.

"Just take a little off the top."

"In the drowsy dark cave of the mind, dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan."
—Rabindranath Tagore

Such power grows the body as it shrinks the soul.

"They who challenge a minotaur enjoy the taste of their own blood."
—Mirri of the Weatherlight

The Great Furnace's blessing is a spectacular sight, but the best view comes at a high cost.

It took all its strength to contain the fire within.

"There are only fifty words in the cyclops language, and ten of them mean 'kill.'"
—Ertai

"The next one who tells me to relax and curl up by a fire is dead."
—Mirri of the Weatherlight

The people of Terisiare had come to live on frozen fields as though on solid ground. Nothing reminded them of the difference more clearly than the rifts brought on by the Thaw.

"Pound the steel until it fits. Doesn't work? Bash to bits."
—Dwarven forging song

Dragons erupt from peaks of chaos and flow from rivers of molten rage.

"Boss told us to try and train 'em. Trained it to attack—it ate Flugg. Trained it to run fast—it got away. Success!"
—Dlig, goblin spelunker

Earth elementals have the eternal strength of stone and the endurance of mountains. Primordially connected to the land they inhabit, they take a long-term view of things, scorning the impetuous haste of short-lived mortal creatures.