D.B. Penner > Quotes

“Trust only a select few, and when you shake their hands, count your fingers afterwards.”
― D.B. Penner, Brightflame Accension

“How close were you?” “Before or after they tried to stampede us?” replied Art drolly.”
― D.B. Penner, Brightflame Accension

“All men, all people are subject to jealousy and hate, but to discount a man based not on his individual worth but by a perception of his people is a base act not worthy of a man, tamed or not.”
― D.B. Penner, Brightflame Accension

“As the Bugzan turned to leave the battlefield, an unseen sword was thrust swiftly through the break in his armor. The Bugzan’s roar of pain deafened Will, leaving his ears ringing. The man who had succeeded in damaging the Odium grinned wildly at his small victory. The elation was fleeting. The Bugzan threw himself upon the man, crushing the soldier with his great mass. The Bugzan proceeded to batter the man with heavy fists until all that remained was an unrecognizable pulp.”
― D.B. Penner, The Shadow Liberator

“My men are spoiling for a fight, Imperial. It will not do to deny them blood.” “What suggest you, oh mighty Bugzan? I will inform the Emperor himself of your recommendation on how to um… entertain your men.” “Tell your master that when this day is done, I will be drinking my liquor from his skull.” “I do not understand…” “Then, understand this,” the Bugzan cried, taking the herald’s horse’s head in his massive hands. The poor beast let out a piteous whinny and bucked wildly but to no avail. With a great wrenching motion, the Bugzan twisted and cracked the steed’s head right off its flailing body. The herald fell hard to the ground, scrambled onto the rear of his companion’s horse, and the two darted back to safety. The Odium army hooted with mirth as their Bugzan flung the decapitated head after the retreating messengers. Patting Soulfire’s neck, Will fought back sickness.”
― D.B. Penner, The Shadow Liberator

“Now, Master Ogdin, a more difficult query. What are the advantages of wearing light armor?” Modwyn asked with a terse edge in his voice. “I don’t need armor, remember,” Ogdin replied curtly. “Aye, this I realize, but answer the question.” “There are no advantages to light armor. Lighter protects less and will break more easily, heavier protects more and will be a sturdier defense.” “Wrong,” Modwyn glared, “light armor is just that, light. With lightness comes greater agility, which can be the difference between life and death on the battlefield. Today, we will work on our agility,” Modwyn said to the class.”
― D.B. Penner, Brightflame Accension

“Think of all the advantages I would have in combat having a huge beast by my side.”               Ogdin prowled past the pair and interjected, “Frevmats are a tradition of the barbaric Northmen. They have no place in the civilized world.”               “Says the lycanthrope. Spare us your jealousy, Ogdin. Just because you’re more beast than man,”
― D.B. Penner, Brightflame Accension

“You are lucky you did not succeed or the Ranullah would have had your head on a pike. Instead, they beat you into a coma and deemed the debt repaid. Consider yourself fortunate.” ”
― D.B. Penner, The Shadow Liberator