Template:Volrath flavor text
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Name | Title | Source | Quotation |
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Volrath | Altar of Dementia | It is not that you will go mad. It is that you will beg for madness. | |
Blood Pet (Tempest) | “You are wrong,” Volrath said. “I do not hate the living. They often prove quite useful to me.” And then he laughed. | ||
Bullwhip | Pain is a crude way to enforce obedience, but it is cheap and plentiful. | ||
Coercion (Tempest) | There’s very little that escapes me, Greven. And you will escape very little if you fail. | ||
Contemplation | How fascinating it is to watch the machinations of one’s own mind play themselves out. | ||
Dark Ritual (Tempest) | If there is such a thing as too much power, I have not discovered it. | ||
Dominate | I’ve come to reclaim what is mine. And you, Greven, are mine. | ||
Dream Prowler | To think that some find sleep a restful state. | ||
Endless Scream | I have made Crovax weep; now I will make him scream. The pain will not end, but will bind him to me. | ||
Extinction | I once had an entire race killed just to listen to the rattling of their dried bones as I waded through them. | ||
Fugitive Druid | If the druids are so devoted to their trees, I will carve them coffins from their precious heartwood. | ||
Horn of Greed | Rath grows, and I am nourished. | ||
Light of Day | I do not miss sunlight. The very memory of it burns my eyes. | ||
Mana Leak (Stronghold) | The fatal flaw in every plan is the assumption that you know more than your enemy. | ||
Mind Rot (Ninth Edition) | The beauty of mental attacks is that your victims never remember them. | ||
Mortuary | Think of them not as failures but as works in progress. | ||
Necrologia (Exodus) | My enemies’ death yields threefold benefit: removal, reuse, and research. | ||
Null Profusion | Some say that time is cyclical and that history inevitably repeats. My will is my own. I won’t bow to fate. | ||
Phyrexian Hulk (Tempest) | They are convenient in having no souls, but less so in having no spirit. | ||
Reanimate (Tempest) | You will learn to earn death. | ||
Reckless Spite (Tempest) | My plan’s elegance leads my enemies to believe it is spite that fuels me. | ||
Reflecting Pool (Tempest) | The reflection of land interests me far more than its reality. | ||
Renegade Warlord (Tempest) | His tongue must be honey, the way he gathers ants to fight with him. | ||
Scalding Tongs | This has nothing to do with what you know and everything to do with what I wish. | ||
Spinal Graft | This one has not screamed enough to show effective implantation. Kill it. | ||
Thumbscrews | We will start small, I think. | ||
Wind Dancer (Tempest) | Flying like a bird does not make you as free as one. | ||
Volrath, to Greven | Fevered Convulsions | Tell me again why you failed to capture Gerrard, you worthless pile of spine. | |
Puppet Strings (Tempest) | “Have no illusions,” Volrath warned Greven, “about free will.” | ||
Volrath, to Karn | Propaganda (Tempest) | You’ve failed Gerrard. You’ve failed the Legacy. You’ve failed yourself. I can do no more. | |
Volrath, to Starke | Contempt | Predictable little man. In all these years you taught me so much yet learned so little. |