Character: Maedros

- Why now? If you're so eager to fight, Nelo, if you're utterly tired of life, Kano, if Wenin is ready for you into the fire and into the water, then why now, when everything reeks of betrayal? Why not a little later, when all will become clear?
- You are too much to deal with the dwarves, Caranthir, - narrowed maedros. And, as you can see, have contracted from them by the greed and caution. Never everything is clear. Or, if you want: all becomes clear only when it is too late to change anything. When the bodies swaying on the waves, or burning ships, or filthy Orc pushes you in the mouth the his whip - then everything is clear: it was not necessary to do what you did. The only problem is that you're doing or waiting for - all the same it's too late. I prefer to act.

He asked me to check his words under torture. What have I become, if I hear that... and I almost agree.

I can't even wish you luck, son of Barahir. Wish the same to you if life - long, and if the death is quick.

- Why, Inglor? Why do you believe them?
- I know them two hundred solar years. They came out of the darkness, and we just looked at it and recoiled in horror. They know only despair, but in their language, "despair" and "to decide" - the same word. When they have no hope - they can take and carry anywhere. We Morgoth do this with equal success, for, without hope, they easily succumb to earthly temptations. We can now defeat Morgoth - but military victory is little that will give us, for he is immortal, and his evil took root in the future. I want to chop off these roots. You can do this is by giving people hope.

- If you really are a friend Berino - don't make him my enemy. Let him step away from the Stone. It is not for him. It's impossible...
- Maitimo, - Finrod, clenching his white mage in the palm of your hand, stroking your thumb velvet "sole" figures. - When do you think Finucane going to help you out there, Tangorodrim how often he heard from others - "it's impossible"?

- You assure yourself a future loss. It is too bad, Finrod put the pieces on the Board, giving Maedhros the advantage of choosing the position for his pieces.
- I am a sober look at things.
- I won the Melkor only one game out of three. But I never knew that it was gonna win, and sat behind each one.
- Don't call me his former name. He is Morgoth, the black enemy, and the other names him not.
I just wanted to say that there was a time when I no party had not won. And the situation has not changed at all, if I one day once and for all admitted defeat.

With many you can be happy to play, but you, Inglor, you can be happy to lose.

I like you, son of Barahir. Despite his audacity... Or because of her.

- Really, amazing speech I hear from the person can now kill very easy. Aren't you afraid?
- I was foretold, your Majesty, that will kill me a wolf. You're not like.