For of whom a man is overcome, of the same is he brought in bondage.
Quite an experience to live in fear, isn't it? That's what it is to be a slave.
Whether in chains or in laurels, Liberty knows nothing but victories.
J’aime la liberté, et languis en service,
Je n’aime point la cour, et me faut courtiser,
Je n’aime la feintise, et me faut déguiser,
J’aime simplicité, et n’apprends que malice;
— There are Christians here!
— Don't count on those scoundrels. Candia is a town built on slavery. And you are Escrainville's spoils of war. No one will help you.
— Not even the Knights of Malta?
— Not with their swords.
— But with gold?
— Only within the compass of the law.
— And they're warrior monks!
— Candia is a powder keg caught between Islam and Christianity. One false move and it'll go up!
If you put a chain around the neck of a slave, the other end fastens itself around your own.
Poverty frightens me. A woman's poverty is harsher than a man's.
Necessity <…> is the argument of tyrants; it is the creed of slaves.
— Alright, let me get this straight. Your slave wife speaks German, and her name is Brünhilde Von Schaft?
— Yep.
A governement run
By the corporations of the world
Enslaving mothers, fathers,
Sons, and daughters
Profits put before people
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