"Those are but noise," Asag said, his voice dropping into a register so serious that the League's party couldn't tell if he was pulling their leg or if he'd finally lost his mind.But that was how he was made.
He liked to break expectations, you never knew how a man would respond when taken away from familiar field.
"A fart is a hollow thing. It has no weight, no substance. It's just air moving to fill a space.
My suggestion to change our colors was exactly the same, a move made because I thought it was expected of us, not because I actually cared. To change our banners then would have been an act of insecurity, a signal to every soldier in the Legions that their captains were embarrassed of where they came from."
