- Mortredd: Why, I believe we cast him into the deepest dungeon of the castle. You know, it seems he does have some special powers. Not enough to release himself from prison, mind you, but enough to amuse himself by producing elaborate stage shows. Shows featuring that rats, insects, and slime that infest the dungeon.
- Mortredd: [from inside the Aphernaeum] I take this book in the name of Darkstorm, Lord of the Veldt, High Vizier of the Cliffs, and...
- [runs out yelling with the seat of his pants on fire]
- Falkama: Ah, it seems that Smoglok still lives.
- Mortredd: [sitting in the fountain to extinguish the flames] I was unable to reach the book, master.
- Reekon: [running in] Let me try. I have an affinity for reptiles.
- Witterquick: The Darkling Lords are advancing on New Valaric!
- Lawyer: Oh, does this mean the zoning meeting will be cut short?
- Lexor: Fair leader - Darkstorm - please do not be angry with me; I-I've always been...
- Darkstorm: Stop! I am tired of your lies. Therefore, I will supply you with a translator, who will let all know what your true thoughts are. Veerus locquor semper!
- Lexor's Translator: [Appears] A rough translation of Lexor's last speech is as follows: Darkstorm, you progeny of a swine, I will say anything to get out of this awful situation; I will betray you at first opportunity.
- Lexor: Who bears this false witness upon me?
- Lexor's Translator: Translation: How does this oaf read my mind so easily?
- Lexor: Please, Darkstorm - give me a chance to prove my loyalty!
- Lexor's Translator: Translation: I will do anything to get out of this.
- Darkstorm: Yes, Lexor. The voice of truth would be a terrible pain to you.
- Darkstorm: We will have many slaves. And *you* will be intelligent, Cindarr.
- Cindarr: [in a vision in the crystal ball] Slave, fetch me my tract on magical physics.
- Cryotek: [walking over and kneeling before him] Yes, my great master.
- Cindarr: [laughing watches the scene] Cryotek my slave!
- Cindarr: [in the vision] It has occurred to me, Darkstorm, that slavery is not really a good idea. Men lacking incentive are not nearly as productive as...
- Darkstorm: [sighs lowering the crystal] Maybe I should make you a little *less* intelligent.
- Darkstorm: You shall have followers who are as loyal to you as you are to me.
- Man: [in the orb] Oh, great Mortredd, assistant to Darkstorm, Ruler of Blackdeck, Prince of the Veldt, Baron of Blackmoor, Seytrap of Sangora, major investor in other areas, and landlord of New Valaric!
- Darkstorm: [to him raptly watching the vision] Mortredd! Pay attention to me!
- Mortredd: Wha? Oh-Oh! Forgive me, Darkstorm, Ruler of Blackdeck, Prince of the Veldt, Baron of Blackmoor, Seytrap of...
- Darkstorm: QUIET!
- Cravex: [in a vision in the orb] Ah. It looks like my horse is going to win its four-thousandth straight race!... Too bad. Racing seems to have lost its thrill. Why has my favorite pastime lost its thrill?
- Race announcer: Now it's nose to nose! But wait! Cravex's horse loses!
- Cravex: Good. The thrill is back.
- Wizasquizar: [causing a card to appear for their game and collecting the money] An ace.
- Bogavus: Why... let's see it.
- Wizasquizar: [it's a three] So, I must've made a mistake.
- Bogavus: [Verulina as a shark tumbles into the cell from the flood] Well, they have a unique way of bringin' us our dinner.
- Angry woman: But I don't want my sleep disturbed by a bunch of young whippersnappers!
- Ectar: We're only proposing to build a barracks, not a discotheque.
- Lawyer: Yes, but my client's concern is valid. Young men do tend to be noisy.
- Ectar: I resent that! My troops are well-disciplined!
- Angry woman: Your troops are impudent!
- Leoric: All right! I think we can resolve this issue without resorting to name-calling.