“Does it have a sword?”

“Lord Wolf? More armor, ahead.”

“Armored tentacles?”

“So, Lord, is your secret something that might be useful in, ah, slaughtering people?”

“I said ‘helps’ keep me sane, Palonder”

The medusa comes, stare not into her face

“O Queen of Dragons, thee I hunt”

“Ah! Behold the back way to Turnstone Keep.”