Sovran at War Quotes

“The real reason why you’re dashing promptly out again is so that you don’t have to argue with my councilors about war funds.” “Great sands, man, why would I want to do your job? They’re your councilors, you argue with them. My job is to look pretty on a white horse and win battles.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“leaving only five men to face and evening the odds significantly. Whoops, make that four. Three. Alright, now his two archers were just showing off.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“In fact, the barbarians invaded the Sovran via three different avenues some weeks ago and has thrown much of its countries in confusion.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“Demount as soon as I do.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“seemed to be in charge of dolling out paint and brushes,”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“Baros was less than amused by the whole situation and let everyone know it in loud, grandly tones that sent more than one person scurrying for cover.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“where he would pour over reports, maps, and any other information he could lay hands on.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“Sohrab eagerly taking the bit as he sensed that he might be able to kick people in his near future (Bloodthirsty? Or just wanting more apples?).”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“If Darius had been able to catch any cats prior to this battle, he would have been flinging them at the barbarians’ heads right at this moment.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“Now, now, Roshan, don’t interrupt your enemy while he’s making a mistake and don’t try to correct him either.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“You’re determined to get me in trouble, aren’t you?” Behnam gave a slow, lazy blink, like a cat that hadn’t the faintest idea why people around him looked upset.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“It suddenly occurred to Darius that he had not explained to anyone that the Serrati had a matriarchal society.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“Sherrett gave a raspy chuckle, sounding anything but amused. His mouth flickered upward in an approximation of a smile. Or perhaps what a smile would be if it was held up against a wall and forced to plead for its life.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“He could hear the unspoken question in the man’s voice, as if wondering why Darius felt so uptight even though he literally outnumbered the enemy ten to one. Dropping his voice, he confided in the man, “For every barbarian that you can see, it’s wise to assume there’s at least that number hidden nearby.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“The palace runner that had escorted them unobtrusively slid in a dark corner and stayed, hoping to get an earful before someone remembered him and kicked him out.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“the old minister had been on the verge of retirement for at least twenty years with one foot in the grave for the past ten at least. Or perhaps, more accurately put, Kuberski seemed to be sitting next to it with his legs dangling over the edges. “The”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“All he’d wanted was to teach his daughter how to reach her hands up to make it easier to lift her. The sleep deprivation of a parent could not be easily dismissed. It messed terribly with a man’s judgment.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“It strangely felt like Darius played an elaborate game of hide-and-seek with his daughter. In order to give the game more of an edge, Parisa drafted whoever she could to be her legs, giving her a better chance to outmaneuver her sire and win the game.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War

“Tell the truth,” Baros accused in a low voice. “The real reason why you’re dashing promptly out again is so that you don’t have to argue with my councilors about war funds.” “Great sands, man, why would I want to do your job? They’re your councilors, you argue with them. My job is to look pretty on a white horse and win battles.”
― Honor Raconteur, Sovran at War