Kuva Lich/Quotes

Each Kuva Lich possesses one of two personality types (logical or jovial) which determine what quotes they use. Female liches have the logical trait while male liches have the jovial trait.

Kuva Lich Introductory Cutscene

• We Maggots live... not long.

File:LichIntro1.ogg

• We hope more life... work... kill... maybe Queens notice...

File:LichIntro2.ogg

• Maybe... they share... the Old Blood.

File:LichIntro3.ogg

• We are maggots. But eventually even maggots can fly.

File:LichIntro4.ogg

• YEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!

File:LichIntro5.ogg

Kuva Larvling Spawn

These voice lines are spoken by Kuva Guardians when a Kuva Larvling is about to spawn.

• Sukjekkt found. Moderate clone rot. Initiating reclamation.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease1.ogg

• Reclamation target sighted. Mental conditions severely deteriorated. Abort!

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease2.ogg

• Queens will not be pleased. Clone rot has gone too far. Send word.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease3.ogg

• Sukjekkt found. In her name.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease4.ogg

• Soldier, you have been nominated. Your glory awaits in her fortress.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease5.ogg

• Sukjekkt found. Significant trauma. Removing to galleon to assess Kuva Lich viability.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease6.ogg

• Inform the Queens we have found their sukjekkt.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease7.ogg

Killing the Larvling

• Sukjekkt secured. Removing from battlefield. Peezporr enkkaagge kraaft!

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease8.ogg

• The Queens have chosen you, soldier. You are to be gifted.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease9.ogg

• You are the Queen-chosen, soldier. Greatness awaits you. Greatness... or perhaps death.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease10.ogg

• We have the chosen sukjekkt. They will become Lich, or die.

File:GrnQueensGrdsLichTease11.ogg

Birth of Kuva Lich

These voice lines are affected by the weapon's element used to kill the Larvling.

Jovial

Dismemberment

• You tore me to pieces, Tenno. That wasn't very nice.

• Do you have any idea what it takes to reattach severed limbs? You will.

• You tore me limb from limb. But I've pulled myself together since then. Hah.

• You know, as I watched you hack my limbs off, I thought to myself... "I really don't like this person."

Generic

• Word of advice: when you kill someone, make sure it takes!

• I'm alive! Alive! Oh. Oh, Tenno. You have no idea what you have brought down upon your head.

• Death... it's overrated, really.

• The next time you drop someone at death's door? Knock.

• You might have forgotten the first time we met, but I've still got the third degree burns.

• It isn't that you immolated me. It isn't that I died. No, it's that now, the only thing I can smell is PORK.

• You introduced me to fire. We became friends. We decided we don't like you.

• Time for a thermal facelift!

• I don't take kindly to being frozen solid.

• Giving me the cold shoulder? For that I think I'm gonna kick your... ICE! Hahahahaha...

• Here's how you're getting out of here: frozen solid, covered in syrup and given to my kubrows as a sugar lick.

• I'm gonna freeze you, feed you feet first into a snowblower and spray what comes out all over Cetus.

/

• Ah Tenno. You lit up my life. And my body. And organs. And teeth. And now I'm gonna romance you just the same.

• Remember me? The energy between us is undeniable. Some might say... electric. Ha! You fried me is what I'm saying. Get ready to die.

• I'm going to light you up like a Corpus showroom!

• Your voltage contracted every muscle in my body hard enough to break every bone. Today the role of ME, will be played by YOU. Lights up!

//

• Whatever poison you pumped me full of, Friend, it didn't do what you thought it would. Heh heh heh.

• The poison is in the dose, Friend. Whatever it was, turns out I'm partial to it. FEELING GOOD!

• You make me sick, Tenno. No, I mean you literally have made me violently ill and now I'm comprised primarily of foreign bacteria.

• Your toxin. IMAGINE if a hangover could kill you. Now imagine that hangover is a person. Surprise! It's me and I'm going to kill you.

Logical

Dismemberment

• Your dismemberment of me has not resulted in a conventional outcome.

• Arms. Legs. Organs. There is nothing you can take from that I cannot replace. No Hell you can consign me to from which the blood of the Queens cannot retrieve me.

• The dismemberment you subjected me to was not my first. Will not be my last. Death is no solution to the problem of me.

• I have been bisected, dissected, autopsied, upgraded... the line between who I was and what I am erased and redrawn more times than I have bothered to record.

Generic

• Your murder of me is now redefined as your attempted murder of me.

• I am of the old blood. We do not die, foolish Adversary.

• I am no stranger to the lands beyond Death. It is a sunless place, in a direction you cannot point to. Soon... you shall reside there.

• My primate ancestors attempted to fell the moon by hurling stones at it. Your attempts to fell me are no different. You have been... out-evolved, Adversary.

• I burned. I learned.

• Flames kill some... forge others.

• You incinerated me once, but you'll learn this: the only fire in which we burn, is time. And the blood of the Queens? Has rendered me... fire-proof.

• Fire. Building a revenge is like building a fire. You wait, work, accumulate, and then, at the right moment, TOSS THE MATCH!

• They say freezing to death is like going to sleep. No, it was an awakening.

• Since you froze me, I feel nothing. Numb. I do not feel the world. I do not feel. I am naught but my will. I will you... ill.

• With your freezing touch my blood pressure dropped to zero. My mind is clear. My thoughts... crystalline.

• With cold come silence. In silence, with cognitive processors supercooled, I can think. Plan. Execute.

/

• Your voltage exceeded survivable tolerances. And yet, I live.

• In a flash your current rewrote who I am. Optimized me. Focused me. On you.

• I may be electric, but I'm anything but static.

• You thought you put me down. Instead, I was supercharged.

//

• Your poison did not kill, I evolved. You are no poisoner. You lie. You are a lie.

• If a poison does not poison it is not a poison. If a killer does not kill they are not a killer. Conclusion: You are not very good at your job.

• With the addition of your toxin, my body has become a laboratory. In it I develop new miracles. I open gateways... to death.

• I am pregnant with your poison! Our child is death.

After Logging In

Jovial

• I hope you haven't forgotten me, Tenno. I most certainly have not forgotten you.

• You are dead already. I know it. The System knows it. My fifteen friends who are betting on it know it.

• Are you ignoring me, Tenno? You bruise my feelings.

• I've been taking time to work on... me.

• Yoohoo! Snickety-snack, guess who's back!

Logical

• I can wait forever, Adversary. But I won't.

• Your crime has not been forgotten, Adversary. Your crime of existence.

• Your reactions fall within expected parameters. Outcomes have been mapped. Continue as you are. I shall be waiting.

• You can no more resolve a solution for the equation I represent than a kubrow might fathom a card trick.

• Think, Adversary. Fathom me. Find me. And die.

In Kuva Lich Profile

• Dialogue is randomly pulled from Birth of Kuva Lich, After Logging In, Spawning, and Taunts sections.

Navigating controlled sectors in the Star Chart

Jovial

• I claim this territory in the name of yours truly.

• Mine. Sector's a dump, but it's my dump.

• Your little Lich is coming up in the world, Tenno.

• I'll take that. Thaaank you. Somebody plant a flag.

Logical

• Sector acquired.

• The Sector is under control. Resistance crushed. Troops: begin optimizing the local workforce.

• Witness: my control expands to a new sector. Accept: you lack the capacity to stop me. Resolve: to surrender or die. We will talk again.

• Dictating terms to relevant personages in mining, personnel and security. This Sector has a new master.

Completing a Mission on an affected Node

Jovial

• I think I have something of yours? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

• Yoink! What was yours is now mine. Bye-bye.

• Wallet feeling a little light, Friend? Heh heh heh heh.

• Operating in MY sector, Friend? Time to pay the idiot tax.

Logical

• All who pass through my Sector must pay the tax. You are no exception, my little Adversary.

• Adversary: I have taken my tithe, as is my right as holder of this Sector.

• I take your coin as easily as I take your life, your power, your joy.

• Tithe accepted. You may go.

After Revealing a Requiem Mod / Upgrade Rank of the Kuva Lich

Jovial

• Take all the time you want, Tenno. I'm just getting stronger.

• You're getting waaaar-merrr.

• Bravo. You're getting closer. I really thought you'd be on me by now.

• We're one step closer to meeting face to face. I'm so excited!

Logical

• You draw closer.

• You apply what you have learned and draw a successful conclusion. Outcome: we are now in closer proximity.

• You draw closer to me, according to the timetable I have set.

• You draw closer. I pity you, this false moment of triumph before, head-high, you stride into the threshing jaws of what I truly am.

Fighting the Kuva Lich

Spawning

Jovial

• Found you!

• Friend! It's been too long.

• Wakey, wakey!

• I am the hunter, you are the prey. That's how this works! Questions?

• Friend, Friend, Friend. We keep meeting like this.

Logical

• Your arrival is noted. Your expulsion inevitable. Proceed.

• Encounter: modeled. There are three solutions in which you win, 439 in which you die. Your move.

• You shall die, and I shall allow myself... enjoyment.

• I am here.

• Prepare.

Taunts

Jovial

• So, I can do violent and messy or messy and violent. Any preferences?

• I think they're scared. Comrades, are they scared? I think they're scared.

• Naughty, naughty.

• You can't kill me if you keep hitting me in the bits I've had replaced.

• Oh no, you don't. Get back here and take what's coming to you.

• Nice helmet! I'll use it to serve dip.

Logical

• I see you, Adversary, and I adapt.

• Futile.

• Ineffective.

• An obvious tactic.

• A pedestrian maneuver.

• You fight one gifted the old blood - the Queen's kuva. Death will not end me.

• Mediocre.

One Health Bar Left / After Attacking with Correct Requiem Mod

Jovial

• I'm just going to come back as something even more horrible.

• Easy come, easy go.

• Thank you... for keeping this... interesting.

• Ugh I can taste my spleen, that's not good.

Logical

• Bodily stress... exceeds... engineering... tolerances.

• I have not... planned... for this... contingency.

• Probability... mapping... has... failed... me.

• Queens! I... am... in... need!

Downing a Player

Jovial

• Please Friend? Tell me that's not all you got.

• Did you trip?

• Having a little trouble I see?

• Oops, did I do that?

Logical

• Pathetic.

• Feeble.

• Pitiful.

• Inadequate.

Killing a Player

Jovial

• Now you know how it feels, Friend.

• Ugh, nasty.

• You folded up like a dead man's spine, didn't ya.

Logical

• Task complete.

• Conflict resolved.

• Outcome has been determined.

Failing a Requiem Attempt

Jovial

• Every day in every way I just get better and better.

• Oh, YES.

• Oh, Tenno. I'm a whole new me.

• Better, stronger... cuter. You behold the Queens' number one son.

• I'm growing in power, Friend. Stop me if you can, while you still can.

If ranking to 5

• I told you I was unstoppable. Now you'll see what a fully evolved Kuva Lich can do.

• You should have stopped me when you had a chance. Now I'm top of the food chain. And you're lunch.

Logical

• I have upgraded.

• I continue to improve.

• The more you resist, the stronger I grow. The greater the adversity, the faster I evolve.

• I grow... I evolve. What wonders the old blood has revealed to me.

• I evolve, to what heights might I reach! The stars themselves graze against my straining fingertips. Thank you Queens for the gift of your blood.

If ranking to 5

• There is... nothing... left... within myself... to... conquer. I. AM. OPTIMIZED.

• I am whole, complete, final. I am, at last, the warrior the Queens intended for me to be. I AM! THE OLD BLOOD!

Fleeing

Jovial

• You won't get rid of me that easily. I'll be back, Tenno. Oh, I'll be back.

• Hahahaha. Ta ta, Tenno.

• Until next time, friend.

• Ugh. For the love of... Fine. Lich out.

• Won't lie, this literally always hurts.

Logical

• Engagement aborted. Self extracting!

• Troops! Your commander is exfiltrating!

• Very well. I am terminating this engagement. We shall meet again.

• Until next time, Adversary.

• Facinating. I shall factor this experience into future engagement models. Farewell.

Vanquished

Jovial

• Oh come o- AHHHHH-.

• Well, fair's fair. HRK!

• You win some, you lose some HORKK!

Logical

• My Queens, forgive me!

• Unacceptable.

• I have failed.

Converting the Kuva Lich

Jovial

• A smart choice worm... I-I mean 'Friend'.

• If the Queens ever find out, I'm dead meat, but... deal.

• Sure Friend, why not? No hard feelings?

Logical

• Allegiance or death? Nothing is gained from death. And so: allegiance.

• Very well. I concede. We are allied.

• Very well, Adversary. You have my sword. Forgive me, my Queens.

When Converted Kuva Lich Assists the Player

Upon Entering

Jovial

• Here to help! And you thought I'd betray you.

• Let's get started! I need to work off some of this tube weight.

• Never fear, your right-hand Grineer is here.

• Enemies! Prepare to be hammered in your reproductive organs!

Logical

• Are you trying to get yourself killed? Allow me to assist.

• Allow me optimize your combat strategy.

• My assistance will increase your probability of success considerably.

• Permit me to assist.

Upon Leaving

Jovial

• Til next time, Friend.

• I can hear the survivors screaming in terror! Hilarious.

• Well, that was fun.

• Now that we're warmed up, what's next?

Logical

• Victory criteria have been successfully met. Exfiltrating.

• Efficient and effective. I take my leave.

• Until we meet again.

• My obligations here are concluded. By your leave.

After Dying

Jovial

• You win some, you lose some.

• You have to go on without me, Friend. This Grineer... falls.

• Ouch! Got me right in the roto-spleen.

Logical

• I am overwhelmed! Learn from my failure!

• My defeat has bought you time. Exploit it!

• The enemy has removed me from this equation. Adjust and conquer!

Quirks

Allergic to Nature

Jovial

• This void-forsaken place... is... an abomination... AND I CAN'T STOP ITCHING!

• Bugs in my ARMOR! This thing's air tight! HOW? AAGH!

Logical

• 'Nature'. A festering cesspit of allergens... and... IRRITANTS!

• 'Nature'. Variables detail, variables movement, variables odors, colors, barometric fluctuations, atmospheric agitation. Variables!

Always Hungry

Jovial

• Spreading terror certainly builds up an appetite.

• Mmm... Mmm. Tastes better than victory.

Logical

• Nutrition levels low... consuming vitamin slurry.

• Refillng nutrient levels. One moment.

Bloodhound

Jovial

• There you are.

• Either I need to swab out my pits, or there's a Tenno in here.

Logical

• I may not see you, but I smell you.

• I smell you. You are... close.

Coward

Jovial

• I can see, I'm outmatched. Good day, Tenno!

• Well, I don't remember you being quite so potent. Running away!

Logical

• I have... overestimated my capabilities. Withdrawing. Withdrawing!

• Adversary more competent than modeled. Withdrawing to restrategize.

Deserter

Jovial

• Wait... if you can kill an Eximus... then... conceivably... you could kill... me? RUN!

• Troops, hold them off while I go for reinforcements. Oh, for the Queens.

Logical

• If... if you could defeat an Eximus, I must fallback... to rethink.

• Reaccessing. Adversary more formidable than anticipated. Query: have you been working out? Strategy: retreat.

Fear of Being Alone

Jovial

• Come on, Tenno. Me, by myself? That's hardly a fair fight. Be a good sport.

• Uhh... I appear to be in this fight, alone. Could we possibly reschedule?

Logical

• Outnumbered! Engagement is tactically unsound. Rethinking strategy!

• Allies all gone. Odds of success falling. Help! I need help!

Fear of Children

Jovial

• Ugh... brats... sticky hands and... shrieking voices! Stay away!

• Agh! Furious children! Coming for meee! This is just like that dream I had!

Logical

• Children? Children! Unevolved, undeveloped, single-function, parasitic lifeforms! Too human. Too human, away!

• Human... human children? From a human mother? No! Too much! I can't bear it! AWAY! AWAY!

Fear of Heights

Jovial

• Too high. Too high!

• Last person I saw jump from this height exploded like a bag of soup! I got to get away, now!

Logical

• Vision spinning. Breath short. Altitude... I have to get away. Away. AWAY!

• No. Too close, too close to the edge. No more. NO MORE!

Fear of Kubrows

Jovial

• Good doggie... GOOD DOGGIE! AAAAGH!

• Good kubrow. Who's a good kubrow? Back. Back! GET BACK YOU MUTT!

Logical

• Aah! Back! Back foul beast!

• A Kubrow! I am processing... Terror.

Fear of Space Travel

Jovial

• Space. Spaaace! Limitless... void! Crushing existential dread! Get it together Lich...

• I hate space. If I wanted to be crushed by infinite meaninglessness I'd read your diary.

Logical

• Space! Infinite... space! Should never have come here!

• Space! Ghosts of space, incalculable void. My mind a recursive plummeting loop.

Hatred of Children

Jovial

• Come here you little worm. Time for a spanking.

• Oh, kids! I hate kids.

Logical

• Come and get it, you little brat!

• Children. Your lack of evolution offends me! Your presence here will not be tolerated!

Hatred of Corpus

Jovial

• Oh, hey! Corpus how's it going pencil necks? RAAAA!

• Excuse me one moment Friend. I have Corpus bugs to squash!

Logical

• Death, to the Corpus!

• Corpus targets. Negative. Adversary is priority. Kill Corpus! Negativ–KILL CORPUS!

Hatred of Infested

Jovial

• FESTERING. WRITHING. FILTH. DIE!

• Infested, I hate Infested. RAAAA!

Logical

• Infested filth! I consign you to the Void!

• Infested. Priority target, eradicating filth.

Loner

Jovial

• Finally just us. Those others were just holding me back.

• One-on-one. Just how I like it.

Logical

• Reinforcements are superfluous to needs. The strategy coalesces. I am focused.

• Alone, at last. Just you and me.

Paranoid

Jovial

• I've heard the muttering... the scheming... the plotting behind my back. I know. Oh, I know...

• Men, sure, I may be paranoid... but that doesn't mean EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU ISN'T BACKSTABBING SCUM!

Logical

• Every Grineer traitor has a tell. And when I see that tell... it's lights out.

• Traitors executed. Ranks optimized.

Prone to Vertigo

Jovial

• Ah, my dignity.

• Oh, my sense of balance is the worst.

Logical

• Down I go, again.

• Gyroscopic malfunction destabilized!

Pyromaniac

Jovial

• Burn. BURN. BURN!!!

• You are gonna light up like a little girl seeing her first Pobber.

Logical

• Witness the universe in a tongue of flame. As it licks the very flesh from your snotty, little bones.

• Flame, efficiency made manifest.

Trophy Hunter

Jovial

• You are a fine trophy, Tenno. But, this particular beast has caught my eye.

• All right, you won't understand, but I have to have that critter to my collection. Let's put this on hold for five minutes.

Logical

• A moment, Adversary. I have spotted a prime specimen I simply must have for my wall.

• Prestine fauna specimen. Collection will take but a moment. Reprioritizing target.

Vain

Jovial

• Loo-king GOOD.

• I'm either loved or hated... just because I'm so beautiful.

Logical

• You really can't improve... upon perfection.

• Visual feedback confirms a platonic ideal of perfection/imperfection. I am pretty.

Sound Effects

On Death

Jovial

Logical

On Hit

Jovial

Logical