Ezel Il deserved better.

As I live and breathe... she's... she's peskier than a pack of pixies!

Lord Horsepants sent us to smell of fish!

Once more I can enjoy functioning voidgates and blue skies clear of blades so long and sharp that they could gut a whale. Yes, yes, life has never been better.

You've been getting down to brass tacks this week, haven't you? Speaking of well-meaning men, I really wish the orphan boys would stop assimilating your strength. Don't they realize how much that hurts?

I could smell the stench of beastmen ritual artifacts from a malm away!

You want me to "borrow" a griffin? I cannot imagine my wife and children would be very happy about that.

FATE: Yellow-bellied Alphinaud'S Floaties

SIDE QUEST: Revenge Of A Cotton Boll Dragged Through A Puddle Of Mud

No matter what I say, all I receive are chests of coin and looks of horror! I swear this is not what it seems.