All About Tortall

Immortals

Daine (referring to robes): And what color robe are you?

Numair: None! Do you know hot those things are?

Daine: What has that got to do with the price of peas in Persopolis!?

Onua: All you mages are Players at heart, I swear. Can't do the magic unless you have all kinds of robes and props and a big audience to cheer you.

Riskah (to Daine): Gods help us, it's the stork-man come to make sure I'm not corrupting you.

Numair (to Daine): Will you marry me?

(kissing)

Daine: Maybe someday...But only if you're very, very good.

(kissing)

Numair: What if I'm very, very bad?

(kissing)

Daine: Still maybe someday...But you're welcome to make it sooner.

Daine: I'd feel better about that if I could be here to look after him.

Rikash: Then stay.

Daine (shaking head): I can't. I don't want Kitten there without me when the big noise starts. In the Dragonlands, I saw - she's just a baby still. She ought to be in a safe place. Since she isn't, I need to be with her, as much as I can.

Numair: I love you. If you get yourself killed, I will NEVER forgive you.

Rikash (drawling): You're breaking my heart.

Daine: Got a bit of sand in your crop? A swallow or two of oil should wash it right out the end that does your thinking for you.

Rikash (laughs): I deserved that. Don't mind me.

Numair: (to Daine, on turning Tristan Staghorn into a tree): What kind is he, can you tell?

Daine: I think it's fair rude of you to turn him into a tree and not know what kind he is.

Numair: Daine...!

Soldier: We will defend are Emperor to our deaths

Daine: That's fair foolish. My friends are a bit hard to kill. They've been dead already.

Scamp: I wouldn't like to be a mortal. Uncle Moonwind has been teaching me about mortals. It sounds uncomfortable.

Daine (about her archery): I have a two-hundred yard range on this. care to try me?

Tkaa: You humans should know better than to use that word [impossible].

Ozorne: I don't need magic to handle you now, Veralidaine. All I need is this. Why don't you just bare your throat and make it easy on yourself.

Daine (to Numair): I hope you will think of a smart way to fight them. If you don't, I will find a stupid way.

Onua: ... and men say we're emotional!

Daine: Animals are sensible. Humans aren't.

Numair: You have no idea how glad I am to see you, Magelet.

Daine: Maybe a little. Its mutual, you know.

George: Don't call me 'gentleman'. I work for a livin'.

(as they discover Daine in their trap)

Male spidren: Only think. All the realms know that King Ozorne of the Stormwing Alliance will heap rewards on whoever brings a certain female mortal treat.

Other male spidren: Or a long-shanked mortal mage.

The first: Quite right. So everyone else searches and the treat falls right into our nets. The gods must love jokes like these; they tell them so many times.

Lindhall Reed (to Numair, about Daine): Arram, there is more at stake than any girl - even this one.

Rikash (to Daine): Fretting over your storkman? He'll be fine. Mages always are.

Leaf (whilst flying on the dragon): Funfunfunfunfun!

Daine (on destroying the west wing of Ozorne's palace): (to Numair) I thought they'd killed you. I lost my temper...

Numair: Magelet, that is the biggest understatement I have ever heard in my life!

Ozorne: I have magic! I - I have stormwing magic!

Rikash: Of course you do, Sweetheart. Do you how to use it? You'll get the hang of it in a few days or so. If you live that long, of course.

Daine: It's a very great honor meeting you.

Queenclaw: Of course it is.

Numair: You fiend! What on earth possessed you? You were dead! I ought to kill you myself!

Alanna: Numair, calm down. How are you, youngling? You gave us a scare.

Daine: You're the purple fire. You brought me back?

Alanna: I gave you a direct jolt to the heart. We thought we'd lost you.

Daine: My heart... It made too much noise. I wanted it to quietan down so that I could talk to the dolphins.

Numair: Do you hear that? She wanted to talk to the dolphins so she stopped her own blessed heart!

Rikash: Get that squirrel!!!

Numair: It just doesn't seem right. I feel that I'm taking advantage of your innocence. A man of my - years, and reputation.

Daine: Taking advantage of - And what reputation?

Alanna: There are always some who dislike you. But that's life.

Daine: Does your ma know you're this silly?

Numair: The few grey hairs she has on her head are my doing. But I send her plenty of money, so she can have them dyed!

Onua: I hope she beat you as a child.

Rikash: Perhaps its treasonous of me, but I really think I would like to reach Ozorne ahead of the others. If I do, they can have the leftovers. How about I just tell him you said Goodbye? Before I rip him apart.

Daine (seriously): That's very thoughtful of you. I appreciate that.

Rikash: I think if I'm careful, I can at least keep one of his braids for you. I'll try anyway. Souvenirs are always important.

Numair: Patience is a virtue you should cultivate.

Daine: Am I a bad person for wanting to fight to protect what I believe in?

Rikash: I'm only a stormwing, not a philosopher. For that you must talk to Salmalin - if you don't mind the headache he'll give you.

Alanna: No one can refuse a God.