Vae Victus - suffering to the conquered.  Ironic that now I was the one suffering.  Not anything as pedestrian as physical pain.  Rather the cruel jab of impotent anger - the hunger for revenge.
I didn’t care if I was in Heaven or Hell - all I wanted was to kill my assassins.

"Thirty years hence, I am presented with a dilemma – let’s call it a two-sided coin. If the coin falls one way, I sacrifice myself and thus restore the Pillars. But as the last surviving vampire in Nosgoth, this would mean the annihilation of our species.  Moebius made sure of that. If the coin lands on the reverse, I refuse the sacrifice and thus doom the Pillars to an eternity of collapse. Either way, the game is rigged". "There’s a third option - a monumental secret, hidden in your very presence here.  But it’s a secret you have to discover for yourself." "Apparently so.  But suppose you throw a coin enough times..suppose one day, it lands on its edge."

"What, no mug of ale for a weary traveler from distant Coorhagen?  I can reward you well, for I am of noble blood. " "And so I left - cold of heart and soul.  Forced to the road, and the long, bitter night."