Toland/Dialogue

Scripted dialogue

 * YOU! Why would you come here? There is no place less suited for the likes of you, walking in the dreamland of your enemies.
 * And what, am I to be your Virgil? A guide, a shepherd? [chuckle] No, no, no…
 * There are no guides here. It is a place of scheming queens and traps unsprung
 * "The dreary plain, forlorn and wild, the seat of desolation, void of light!" Ha!
 * You walk blind above an abyss, full of trust for a friendly voice. You're playing right into her hands.
 * Leave the Dreaming City while you still can, dear squanderer.
 * These stones. Always in their combat arenas. Do they have a strengthening function? Or are they mere legacy of a forgotten time and realm? The Hive never stopped honing their strength. They missed the point of being dead! Haha, ahh, I've heard it said that 'that which does not kill you makes you stronger', but what does that mean in the face of immortality?
 * A Dreadnaught shields the Hive from the Traveler's Light. Were we to pass through its deepest layers, our Light would be as a dying sun.
 * It has long been my belief that the binds which hold the greatest Hive terrors could be lifted by releasing the energy stored within their tomb husks.
 * Quickly.
 * The Traveler came out of the void that surrounds all things. Thus we know that the void is full of power. Thus we enter the void without fear. Small minds will call your abilities blasphemous. They will compare you to the abominable Wizards of the Hive.​​​​​​​
 * But you will not be held back. Gifted with the Traveler's Light, armed with the secret physics of a lost age, you will tear reality asunder. You will fear nothing, and nothing will not fear you.

Unscripted dialogue

 * Show her your nerve exceeds your grasp.
 * I leave you here.
 * This is the shape and the point of the tooth: nothing has ever lived that will not die. Now I fly between green-black suns in the labyrinth beyond Crota's god-star. This is the Overworld, the Sea of Screams, where the throne-universes of the great Hive fester in eternal majesty. I move among them. I map the shapes and connections of this world.
 * I want to appear in the Tower and taunt them, lo, lo, I never sleep, I dance in light and shadow, I never sleep, I will never die. I will never die. I want to ask them: if you followed your laws here, to this trembling fearful place, of what use were those laws? But I have work to do. I shout into deep places. Osiris! I call. Osiris, Osiris! Can you hear me?