Spoken: There is another prophecy: a heart of chaos can only be beaten by four of mystery... Four heroes unite, their hope burns forth light to shatter the walls of blight.

Spoken: That is how despair, it dies, such is what we prophesize here in the home of the wise.

Spoken: Oh, now, come off it, dear! You're a dog from eye to ear! And your breath reeks, I fear.