"Looks like I'm the first one to arrive. Oh, there are monsters far away. I'll wait for the rest of my squad before we go and kill them, instead of pulling a Leeroy Jenkins."
"You know, while I still think slade and figurines are the best things since *sliced bread*, I realize it's ridiculous to demand half a dozen slade figurines be made, especially with slade being unminable, and all."
"Urist Paintbooze the King of Bad Asses has a much nicer bedroom than I do. However, he did slaughter a whole goblin siege alone and literally saved the whole fortress one-handedly, while I just sit there masturbating admiring my engravings and making soap, so I guess he completely deserves it."
"These idiots did not make the helms I ordered! Shall I punish the legendary armorsmith who almost completed the task, the dabbling armorsmith who spent the whole season on a break, or the axelord who has absolutely nothing to do with that mess? Well, the dabbling armorsmith is going to get hammered, of course!"
"Look at my baby! I love her very much! That's why I have my husband babysit her whenever I go out and slay goblins."
"Actually, potash making isn't very useful at all. I should pick up a couple practical skills, like wound dressing or mining, before I migrate to that new fortress."
"Why the fuck is the booze stored in a lead barrel?"