Sacred:Dark Elf Sayings

Accepting Quests

• I get too little gold for this.

• My blade is thirsty for blood and this job sounds promising.

• I hope the pay will be right.

• This assignment obviously requires the use of brutal force! I accept it!

• Fabulous job.

End of Act 1 where Wilbur dies

• Cold flesh.

Entering Towns

• I hope the farmers here have a demanding task for me. Else I'll have to oil my blades again.

• Ha! I love these frightened looks!

• I'll never understand why these people prefer life on the surface. This place smells of too many people.

• I hope there are some rich clients here. I'm already looking forward to a mission that combines blood and gold.

• The inhabitants look so suspicious. But my intention is to protect them, not to destroy them.

In Combat

• Come back! I won't hurt you! No, that's a lie.

• Coward!

• Hey! Stay here, you're spoiling my quota!

• Hey! You can't do that!

• Shall I call for a wet nurse?

• Show me how good you are!

• Yes, go on and run, you rat!

• My knees are knocking with fear, and you are the leader of these dead-beat losers, are you? Then go and keep them company!

• Rat-eater! Come back!

• It's over, you worm!

Inventory Being Full

• I can't carry anymore.

• I have to clear out my backpack.

• I should get an Orc as a slave to carry around all this stuff.

• If only there was a trader nearby.

• If you go around picking up every piece of useless junk, there comes a point when the backpack is full.

• I'm not a pack mule.

• No more room.

Items That Can't Be Used

• Phah! Senseless trinket. But maybe I can get some tinkling gold for it...

• This is going straight to the next merchant to be turned into cash. I have a use for cash.

• This is not for me.

• Who the devil could use this stuff?

• Take this rubbish away!