Ishabal: "if You May Correct Your Vision

When It Was Her Own Doing, She Was Always Tempted To Skip A Day, Or Just Glance Down, Then Get Back To The Ground. Kel Had To Force Herself To Keep Her Vow.

You Look As Scary As A Buttered Muffin.

Well, Label Me Very Impressed And Ship Me To Carthak!

Pounce Had It Easier Than Any Of Us. No One Noticed A Black Cat In The Street. He Stopped Here And There To Sniff Aught Of Interest. Wherever Our Rat Stopped, Pounce Was There, Close Enough To See Up The Rat's Nose. I Was So Proud. Now There Was A Proper God, Making Himself Useful! Since My Thought Might Be Deemed Blasphemy, I Said Silent Prayers To The Goddess And To Mithros. I Begged Forgiveness And Asked Them Not To Misunderstand. Since I Wasn't Blasted Where I Stood, I Guess They Forgave Me, Or They Hadn't Heard My Blasphemy.

So Long As There Are Nobles And Commoners, The Wealthy And The Poor, Those With Power Will Be Heard, And Those Without Ignored. That's The World.