Gilse

With her back against the wall, the pea-brained princess forced herself to think.

“This might come as a surprise to someone like you,” she continued, “but we are all human. And humans will fail. No one lives perfectly. That is why we forgive, so that we may all have chances to make amends.”

“Behind every item a merchant sells is the work of someone who made it. Crops come from farmers. Craftwork, from artisans. Cuisine, from chefs. They’re all the product of labor. The act of putting a price on a product is therefore the process of valuing the labor that went into it.”

“Yes. The Serpents are an infection that spreads between the weak and the defeated, warping their conscience. It corrupts the morals of the frail, rewriting what they take to be common sense and transforming them into beings intent on destroying order.”

“A parasitic thought that infects through the human flaws that create the weak and strong, winners and losers...that is the true form of the Chaos Serpents. Thus, we’ll never die out. You’ll never destroy us, and we’ll never disappear, as long as humanity lives on, continuing to create winners and losers.”