Best 12 quotes of Sebastien De Castell on MyQuotes

A coffin... I'm in a coffin. The stories told to frighten children and old men, of warriors injured in battle and believed dead by their comrades, only to wake up buried six feet beneath the ground, assailed me and i started to breathe too quickly, using too much air. Already i felt as if i was suffocating, trapped underground. Had they thought i'd lost too much blood? Was my heartbeat too soft or slow? Could Kest and Brasti truly have been foolish enough to think that-? Brasti I bellowed, and the sound of my voice echoed over the surface of the wood around me, "I'm going to fucking kill you this time you heartless son of a bitch!" A distant guffaw was followed by the sound of footsteps running towards me and brasti calling, "Hang on, hang on, I'm coming..." Blinding candlelight forced me to close my eyes as my prison lifted off me, and when i opened them again i saw that i hadn't actually been inside the coffin at all- Brasti had just removed the lid from one and flipped the rest over top of me.

However much this annoyed me, it is accepted practice for a duellist's supporters to cheer them on- in fact, i was entitled to similar outbursts from my own admirers. 'This Undriel fellow really is remarkably skilled,'Kest remarked. Undriel. That was the bastard's name. Brasti came to my defence, after a fashion. 'It's not Falcio's fault. He's getting old. And slow. Also, i think he might be getting fat. Just look at him- barely four months since he beat Shuran and already he's half the man he once was.' Always nice to have friends nearby in troubled times, i thought, batting at Undriel's blade with a clumsy parry that was testament to my increasing exhaustion.

I don't know how well I can fight, or run, or judge, but when the blade comes, I swear on whatever they want me to swear on, I'll stop it, with my body if nothing else.

If not us, then who? Who's going to stand when everyone else kneels? Who's going to argue for the law even when there's no justice to be had? Who's going to try even when the trying is too damn hard?

She turned back to the rest of us. "They've taken it all," she said. "They've taken every last good thing in the world." Then she swung the door wide. "Now go and show them your answer.

The archer is the true weapon; the bow is just a long piece of wood.

The First Law is that men are free, for without the freedom to choose, men cannot serve their heart, and without heart they cannot serve their Gods, their Saints, or their King.

There is no shame in love, no matter what others may tell you - and no matter what you may tell yourself.

The world's got plenty of mages, Kellen. What it needs are men and women." She made the words sound different than the way people usually say them. Important, somehow.

When you're fighting a crowd, it's good to shout potentially threatening things like "Crossbows!" or "Fire!" or "Giant Flying Cat!" every once in a while.

You can’t do this,’ I said, though I had nothing whatsoever to back up my statement. ‘Why not? I seem to have an army behind me.’ ‘We have a Saint,’ Brasti said, pointing at Kest. ‘Your Saint seems to be unconscious,’ the Duke replied.

Your ancient enemy is basically just a really, really big squirrel