Fa-Nuit-Hen: And now, it's time for my Barons to return to me!
Fa-Nuit-Hen: Stand back, I haven't done this in a quite some time. I'd hate to turn you inside-out.
Fa-Nuit-Hen: Baron Who Moves Like a Smoking Plume, I summon you! Return to me!
Fa-Nuit-Hen: Approach me, my baron! Let me get a good look at you!
Fa-Nuit-Hen: You look splendid, simply splendid.
Baron Moves-Like-a-Smoking Plume: It is good to be with you again, my prince.
Fa-Nuit-Hen: And you! Your assistance has been most satisfactory. I won't forget it. Or, anyway, my tutor won't forget it.
"Greetings champion. Thank you for returning me to my prince."
- What exactly are you? "I am a master of martial knowledge, a sage of combat. I am a piece of my prince, and a reflection of his glory, just as the glory of my conquests will be reflected in him."
- What does your name mean? "It is not a name, it's a title, awarded to me for my achievements in mastering the ways of battle of the Deadlands. The secrets of Dagon's warriors are no secret to me."