“I, for one, am exhausted. I’ve been threatened, beaten, bitten and killed, and that was just in the last hour. (Jericho)”

“You know, your sarcasm isn’t appreciated right now. I’ve been drugged, beaten, nearly raped, saved, drugged again, hijacked, and now threatened by you. Tell me, what else should I look forward to? Torture, or just a good maiming? (Kiara)”

“Oh, gah, I’ve been slimed. (Jericho)It’s not slime. It’s a baby kiss. (Delphine)It's slime. (Zarek)”

“How long have you been here? (Jericho)Don’t know. Again, tried to count once, got depressed so I stopped. I find it easier to just go with the flow. Ease with the peas. (Asmodeus)Ease with the peas? (Jericho)Yeah, that’s not a happy memory, either. Let’s forget I mentioned it. (Asmodeus)”

“If you or one of the blind fools who follows you honestly believe you can...bring it on. I'm in the mood for Slaughter. Killing and Murder, too.~ Jericho a.k.a. Cratus”

“You are so fierce," she whispered. Yet for her. hebled. He, who'd sworn he wouldn't cross Noir, had done so. Not just because Noir had threatened him. She didn't believe that. From the very beginning, he'd protected her in a way few people had. Jericho hated the world, yet he'd been her self-appointed guardian.”

“It’s been a whole day since I last killed someone, and I’m getting antsy. (Maxis)”