Okay, Lucas, does that satisfy you? The Granviller's women are good enough to handle Croats. Do you think their men might give you a morning to remember?
— Grantville Gazette V
Baruk Khazâd! Khazâd ai-męnu!
(The axes of the Dwarves! The Dwarves are upon you!)
WHEN WE HUNT, WE KILL. NO ONE IS SAFE. NOTHING IS SACRED. WE ARE BLACKWATCH! WE ARE THE LAST LINE OF DEFENSE. WE WILL BURN OUR OWN TO HOLD THE RED LINE! IT IS THE LAST LINE TO EVER HOLD!
To take a town, send a legionary
To take a city, send a squad
To take a world, send a company.
To take a culture, send a Chapter.
They shall be pure of heart and strong of body, untainted by doubt and unsullied by self-aggrandisement. They will be bright stars in the firmament of battle. Angels of Death whose shining wings bring swift annihilation to the enemies of Man. So it shall be for a thousand times a thousand years, unto the very end of eternity and the extinction of mortal flesh.
Walls of Stone, Walls of Iron,
Fall down all the same.
They may delay, but never prevent
The hail of death and pain.
The British people will never bow to the tactics of terrorism. The Special Air Service has already been dispatched, ready to demonstrate the gratuitous violence and mayhem for which they are so rightly famous.
Through the valleys and peaks of Mount Hyjal, across the shifting sands of Silithus, against the Legion's dread armies - we have fought. We are the nameless, faceless, sons and daughters of the Alliance. By the Light and by the might of the Alliance, the first strike belongs to us and the last strike is all that our enemies see.
We are 7th Legion.