Yorick Voice Lines (English)

Your remains will serve a purpose.

I'll mourn for you.

Let us in! Remove your chains! I think not!

Flesh torn asunder, flesh reborn.

I do not live in hope. I work to return it.

I will not damn you. I will end you.

They rise, they fight, they rot.

A vital ornament.

There will be no Requiem, not yet.

The King will return for it. Then I will strike him down.

The Isles Remember!

That is a lot of flesh to raise.

It falls like all things.

Material items for the material world.

Do not resist!

Enjoy this limbo while you can, for I will soon end it.

Tears of life preserve me.

The dead shall forgive me. I hope.

A little longer friend than rest.

Remember my name for one day I will not.

I see the wolf.

The grave is your home.

Look at the wrong you two. It is necessary.

Yours will be the largest coffin.

Death used to mean something.

It claims you.

One can stare into the grave too long.

Wake up, you have a new task.

a breath between rights.

The blade of the father. A tyrant who will pay for his crimes.

I need your essence, great beast.

I have nothing but time. Show me something else.

You'll make a fine addition to my cloak.

Do you feel it? I am more!

The armor of someone soon to die.

Take shape.

The ruined King will soon meet the victims of his curse.

The fire of life burns within.

Your tomb awaits.

Walk once more.

This never ends.

A curse upon the ground!

One day you will take me. May it be soon.

I've endured more pain than any words can bring.

These Isles Are They Scream?

HA!

I am the first and last of my order.

Kill and use its form.

I've come too far to stay dead.

Don't bury me with it. You can't take it with you.

You think you want immortality? I'll gladly give you mine.

We deserve it. It becomes us.

Another voice in the cacophony of whales.

Soon, Mr. Pravity will end.

You decay and do not know it.

My graveyard is full.

I am no tyrant. These souls act on their own.

Do not grieve.

We shall prevail. We have eternity.

More, more for the black and more of the mist.

Watch them squirm.

Ah!

I still draw breath.

It pulses with life as the aisles once did.

respects to the dying.

Those souls are not yours to keep.

The beyond is not given. It is earned.

They say I was once your age, though I can't quite recall.

The ruins of these isles rise to smite you.

Die to rise again.

Ah yes, I remember spewing idle words.

My army will soon storm your gates, Revenant.

Won't you join them?

My path is a circle. My work never ending.

Everything that stands must fall.

I do not know what lies beyond, but it is better than this.

revived by the tears of life.

Scatter the remains!

It's you, they seek.

The dead don't hear you, no matter how you cry.

Ah yes, I remember what laughter sounds like.

What I do is just every horrid piece of it.

Flash that will soon find Earth.

Forward we press.

Sometimes the dead can give life.

I no longer feel insults.

All things decay.

Hahahaha!

Ah, missed it. There it goes. Where is it? Ah, yes.

You will rot!

suspenseful laughter

Mortar crumbles.

Red is the heart that barely beats in me.

I once had honor before the Ruination.

A futile act. Why do you persist? Because I must.

You and I share a common goal. The similarities end there.

A gift from kind specters.

Some of these spaces I know well.

We are not corruption. We are strength!

We see you, Yorick. We know your weakness. You know nothing.

Death is not always a release.

The mistrieths, searching for a place to take root.

One more nail in the coffin of the aisles.

The whole I dig, it is for you.

HA!

An unholy mark upon you.

This mist has become skin.

No, Lucian. I haven't seen your wife.

Sothin' it. So render.

Hello, door profane, I no longer know.

When we end, we begin again.

Arise and return to this world.

I carry these souls to their end, wherever it may be.

Join us in eternity, Yarek. In the beyond, once you are free.

My army grows.

But for the waters, the mist would take me.

The Man Takes All

I wouldn't be cut dead in that.

The bells toll and I respond.

We all end the same.

I fight to free you as well, though a hatchet would suffice.

All these bodies going to waste.

You remind me that the world is sometimes good and very naive.

Join me, brother.

How quick the turn from blessed to cursed.

You retreat like a coward. I will return a nun.

Everyone I knew is dead. How are things with you?

Return and fight.

One more step towards domination. One more step toward the end.

to cremate my foes.

Hackling to life by the thinnest thread.

Your human form is so confining, you could be in this. I am enough.

I thank you for your service.

Welcome back. You won't be here long.

The ruined King's allies shall fall with him.

taken from one who can no longer use it.

Death is not to be feared.

All things fade, but me.

All will shine.

Even a monk needs bread and water.

I suppose I have eternity to think about that one.

Water for the living. Shuffle for the dead.

I grow cold.

You are beyond saving.

Yours is a fool's errand. The world must be allowed to die.

gives life when death is near.

Rest in your rightful place.

You're kind as opposed to live long. I am sorry.

A profane sacrament.

To dirt you return.

The dead need no armor, but I do.

What hell is worse than this limbo?

I'm just happy to have company.

It hurts to remember.

They'll find me hard to bury.

I must take.

I remember when I put them in the ground.

A gauntlet to throw before the king.

So many souls, so few bodies.

Howid..

Go! Take what you will!

Mirax soon to fade.

They once called these aisles on dying, yet die they will.

This horde consumes all.

Feel it's pull!

Die with me brothers and be free.

I. Yes. I remember you.

to slow the fleet of foot.

It's good to see you.

cold even to my touch.

Our time has not yet come.

Life is but a brief disinterment.

Any tunnel ring.

Too valuable to bury.

Yours is an easy grave to dig, small one.

Stay with me, Spirit.

Even your kind will join the mist.

Those you write down will soon rise against you.

What's one more grave?

One day, I will no longer awaken.

to delay the end.

We feed, we grow!

The Isles were once paradise. Now they're a prison.

The damned resist their fate.

We do not die, and so we fight on.

We all return to our origin.

I know you, and I see you always.

You are to die.

The Beyond awaits you.

Prepare your epitaph.

Yeah!

No eulogy for you.

I can't bury them all.

I am to bury you.

Hahahaha

It fits me to perfection.

I shall perform your rights.

The shock of resurrection quickly passes.

as last.

My curse is our only hope.

as cold as the hand of death.

I go wherever souls are adrift.

To death!

Eyes as a fate worse than death.

Even a monk needs respite.

To destroy the curse, I use it.

A ghastly armament.

Our souls are a small price to pay to cleanse this land.

The constant wailing of souls in torment.

Tired ancient and half dead, still I come for you.

We are stronger. We shall take a ball!

Your corpses against mine may the best win.

To most life is fleeting. To me, it is quagmire.

I am the rift between life and death, the thin divide between breath and grave.

This journey is long, but I will complete it.

If they could see what I see, they'd long for death.

Ugh!

From the ground they come and to it they return.

Behold the horrors of the Isles!

Ah, would you like some friends? Nope, can't have them.

We are dead much longer than we are alive.

Do you hear that? It is the end.

The mist comes for you.

See the maiden, she comes for you.

The only warmth I've found.

They reach for you.

It bowels upon touch.

I pity what you've become. Shall I end your suffering?

makes its own tomb.

to life.

The beyond is waiting, strive to meet it.

Hello friends!

This land will never heal, but I will lay it to rest.

A sack to cover flesh and bone.

of fleeting repose.

What a beautiful dream is life.

The sword of a great man. The sword of a fool.

Heheheheheheheh

The dead have not forgotten.

You're weak. Look what you've become. I've become what I must be.

There is no hope. There is some.

So many souls to liberate.

ahhh

Tell me of the beyond, in case I never make it.

allies from below.

Your end is nigh.

This play has performed great feats, and I will use it to unto them.

It is to the grave we go.

For you, I won't take too deep.