Nothing is ever normal with you, Frederick
—Sephan von Kessal, summarizing the quest
Fine damn it! Here’s a speech for you. HE’S DEAD, WE’RE NOT! WE WON, HE LOST! FOR EMPIRE AND KISLEV, WE KICKED THAT VAMPIRE BASTARDS ASS! NOW PLEASE. Excuse me while I take. A. Fucking. DRINK!
—Frederick von Hohenzollern's victory speech after the Necrarch War
No! My heavy-squeak box! I will kill-eat you slow!
—Kratch Doomclaw
'''Three Spikes. Three Prongs. Three Fists. Horns and steel and curled. Some steel must go. Some steel must stay. Else stone and stone will break. Wood may rot, but death may spring anew. The Heart will call. The Bull should answer. Dark wood drinking deep from fire-blood and- Five by five by five by five by five-
—Prophecy of Morai Wen, Sky Misteress of Laurelorn and sister to Naieth the Prophetess
Genevieve Sandrine du Pointe du Lac Dieudonné: Welcome to Nippon ladies. I will not lie, the chances of death in the coming months are high – for the Nipponese glorify their ancestors and dead by using their spirits in battle.
Johanna Fuerbach: But you have our word that we will do our utmost to ensure you do not pass into Morr's Garden. You said that knowledge would be the greater reward, more even than gold, for all that it might aid the Amethyst College!
Genevieve: Now, come. Follow us, and face the ancestors of the Nipponese. Allow us to claim this beachhead. We ask not for ourselves, but for the Celestial Dragon Emperor!
Johanna Fuerbach: But you have our word that we will do our utmost to ensure you do not pass into Morr's Garden. You said that knowledge would be the greater reward, more even than gold, for all that it might aid the Amethyst College!
Genevieve: Now, come. Follow us, and face the ancestors of the Nipponese. Allow us to claim this beachhead. We ask not for ourselves, but for the Celestial Dragon Emperor!
You are a pathetic, idiotic, fool. I don't want your surrender. I don't want you to capitulate. Why do you think my father sent me!? If you wanted the Smiling Flower, you shouldn't have invaded our lands and slaughtered our people! That, is why you get me! You do not get that pathetic perfumed weakling! I am the Walking Pyre! I am the Storm of Crimson Disaster! I am ruiner! Pillager! DEVASTATOR!
—Crown Princess An
An:My Legion! Come! Fight with me! Kill with me! My name…is AN! And what does that word mean!?
Legion of An: Peace!
An:Yes! And what is it we shall bring to these lands!?
Legion of An: PEACE!
An: That's right! WE SHALL LEAVE THEM A WASTELAND, AND IT SHALL! BE! PEACE!
Legion of An: Peace!
An:Yes! And what is it we shall bring to these lands!?
Legion of An: PEACE!
An: That's right! WE SHALL LEAVE THEM A WASTELAND, AND IT SHALL! BE! PEACE!
Soldiers of the Empire, of Ostland! These Druchii have come not simply to pillage, not simply to plunder, but to punish! Because the Heirs of the Trident had the temerity of acting in the name of good and honor, and made a mess of whatever it was that they wanted with Albion! Well tough shit for THEM! Thousands of years, they've done as they wished to the coasts of the whole damned world! Because they're all powerful. Because they're un-aging! Because they're superior! At least, that's what they think. I think that we're going to teach them something new! They're going to learn that the Empire is NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE! Centuries we spent, broken, confused, scattered! No longer! Here we stand, together! So they'll stoke their cauldrons of blood, and sharpen their blades to flay, and get ready to try and crush what we've built here because they think it's their right to do so! And it is OUR RIGHT TO MAKE THEM DIE! For Ostland! For Sigmar! For Ulric! For Morr! For Myrmidia! For Taal and Rhya, and Shallya and Esmeralda! Hell, even for Ranald! FOR THE EMPIRE!
—Frederick von Hohenzollern before the Second Battle of Salkalten
