Gromph Quotes

“, But the streets need cleaning, brother," Gromph said.
"That is why the gods gave us magic, brother," Jarlaxle replied in the same smug tone. "To perform the mundane tasks of life.”
― R.A. Salvatore

“Torture her?” Kimmuriel said with a dismissive laugh.

“It can be very effective.”

“Effective at ruining every alliance you’ve forged. You, I say, for I’ll have no part in any such thing.”

“You have changed, my friend.”

“That is my hope. But even if I hadn’t, I don’t think you’ll get much from torture.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Glacier's Edge

“Gromph will be angry,” Penelope warned. “Gromph can kiss me hairy bum.” Bruenor shoved through the door, nearly hitting Dab’nay in the face as she was moving to exit the room.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Glacier's Edge

“Ye ain’t helpin’, wizard.” “Ain’t tryin’ to, dwarf,” Gromph shot back. “We’ve been at this for hours, and you storm in here as if we’re all to bow down before you. Treat me like a subject, King Bruenor, and you’ll understand the life of a newt.” He pointed his finger upward, indicating the room, reminding of the spell. “And that is no lie.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Glacier's Edge

“Avelyere knew that something was going on, Gromph had come to believe. He felt bad for deceiving her, which surprised him, for though he had come to think of Avelyere as a friend, Gromph Baenre had never been bothered by lying. In Menzoberranzan, lying was surviving.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“He was trying to show her that he was still that hard-hearted and merciless grand wizard from Menzoberranzan, she recognized, and she thought it rather . . . Cute? Or pathetic? No matter, she realized. Gromph’s ego bristled at any thoughts of emotional softness.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“You don’t trust the Matron Mother?” Catti-brie asked. “I am drow, and a male, so of course I don’t. More, I have several sisters and a bevy of nieces, all who once and perhaps still pledge themselves to the Spider Queen. We would all be fools to expect that everyone in House Baenre, or everyone who claims to side with House Baenre, truly is an ally.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“He explained—again, surprising Catti-brie, as she hadn’t often gotten such discourse from Gromph: “My robes of the Hosttower are gray, reflecting my state of mind and my way of looking at the world. Such items as these are not simple implements. They are extensions of the being wearing them, an amplification of the wizard’s heart and soul.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“This is the least of my toys,” Gromph assured her. “I have lived for centuries. I have been an archmage for centuries. I have been an associate of Jarlaxle for centuries. He collects so many interesting little baubles, while I have garnered, or created, many of the mightiest magic items known to Faerun.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“And there, too?” Catti-brie asked, indicating a lower point, a shelf not much higher than the floor of the rift, where a cluster of giant stalagmites lay at a strange angle, some broken, some still showing their full tips, and one even hinting at the glow of faerie fire. “That is what remains of House Oblodra,” Gromph told her. “Thrown in here by Matron Mother Baenre in the Time of Troubles nearly two centuries ago. They sought to use the silence of Lolth to their advantage with their psionic powers. Lolth didn’t like it.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“Gromph filling the corridor behind with fireball after fireball, knowing that the doors had all been magically sealed, and thus offering the attackers few places to hide from the biting flames.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“I believe we two could level half the city! she heard in her mind, and she glanced over to see a wink from the archmage. Their coordination was so instinctive, so seamless, that Catti-brie wasn’t sure she doubted him.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“He knew that just letting it swallow a few more spells would cause it to burst, but that didn’t seem satisfying enough to him in this moment of ultimate defiance. He didn’t know if Catti-brie and Entreri had left—but if not, it was their own fault, and so he didn’t care. He only cared about this moment before him, when he could punch Lolth—her avatar, at least—in the face.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“The greatest weakness in Menzoberranzan was not the rivalry of the various Houses, Jarlaxle knew, but the strict matriarchal system imposed by Lolth’s followers. Half the Drow population was subjugated merely because they had been born male. That was a weakness. And subjugation inevitably bred bitterness, even- especially!- in one who had gone as far as Gromph.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Siege of Darkness