Character: Of aaz

- The aaz, we can't kill fifty people!
- Why not? Look!
The aaz put the ring toward the fleeing crowd.

... money is a job always goes to the most skillful. In fact, usually quite the opposite.

Flattery is pleasant, - said aaz, but it cannot be spent.

- What's it gonna be, aaz? - I whispered.
- Leave it to me, - he said.
- Okay.
- So I need you to do...
- What happened to "leave everything to me"? - I muttered.

I don't want to be a court magician! As usual, my protest is not merely tempered his enthusiasm.
You and mage did not want to be straight he reminded me. - You wanted to be a thief. Well, here are a good compromise. As court magician you're public servants... and public servants are stealing on a much larger scale than you could ever dream of!

When is crisis, don't waste your energy on the desire to possess information or skills that you possess. Capivara and upravlyaya as you can with what you have.

You think I'm challenged, not intending to fight? theatre he was indignant. - You think I'm bluffing a blowhard who prefer otbrehalas rather than to fight?
- It did cross my mind - I said.
Well, you're right, - he grinned and took off again.

- Baby, your hole is there anything to drink?
- I'll get you some water.
- I said drink, not something to wash!

I decided to take a chance to ask the question:
Uh... Excuse me...
- Yeah, baby.
- Uh, you're a demon, aren't you?
- Huh? Oh, yeah I guess you might think so.
But then why do you not behave like a demon?
He threw a full glance of disgust and then drew a Martyr's gesture up towards the sky.
And all the while criticizes. That's what I'll tell you, baby. You'd be happier if I tore your throat out?

One of the species that I have learned from you is responsibility to friends: helping them out when they are in trouble, and let them help you turn you...

- Say, of aaz...
- Hmm? Huh, baby?
- And what measurements are you?
- With Sick.
- Then that makes you a pervert?
- No. Then it turns out that I'm a monster. Now shut the fuck up!