The one who walks here is all things. Cradle songs of comfort and bones gnawed by teeth.
The one who walks here is all things. Cradle songs of comfort and bones gnawed by teeth.
What will history tell us? That the daughter of murdered empress ascended the throne up a mountain of corpses, carried by an assassin named Corvo? No, they’ll say that little Emily Kaldwin the first came to power in an age of terror and corruption, and that she did her best in a world that is not kind to little girls or empresses. But whether the stories told mention you by name or not, she will remember that you were there, Corvo.
Who are you? I understand your curiosity. I’m strange. I was a baker’s apprentice in Dunwall Tower, a friend to Jessamine when we were girls. Then - afterward - I made my name as a painter. Now I’m obviously something much greater. I hope that satisfies you, because you won’t get more. I ought to just kill you, but I’m going to give you a warning for the sake of my sisters, who were very impressed with you once upon a time: stay away from me. There are great changes coming, and I’ll expect you not to interfere. I have influence in places you won’t expect. But as for Arnold Timsh? Do what you want, I won’t hold a grudge. I’m done with him.
whispers the gameplay in Dishonored was great there were so many cool moves
Even if Dunwall burns to the ground, one corner of the Empire will still know your story.
current mood: that one guard in dishonored that keeps mumbling “mrmdfrgr that’s just ridiculous. stupid goddamn”