Board Thread:Custom Lore Development/@comment-26767096-20160515203255/@comment-25975584-20160516225614

1.

Halden: "Excuse me, I've made a fortune. You can go back to playing in the mud with your peasant friends."

Ciryatur: "But not nearly as stupid as you."

2.

Halden: "You sad, strange little man..."

Ciryatur: (Laughs loudly) "You are amusing. Do you have any other idiotic things to entertain me with? Or do I just gut you now?"

3.

Halden: "My firstborn son."

Ciryatur: "My daughters, my son is too much like his mother's kin."

4.

Halden: "The realms in exile deserve to burn, but I shall not carry it out myself."

Ciryatur: "KILL THEM, RAZE THEIR CITIES TO THE GROUND, AND ENSLAVE WHAT'S  LEFT!"