"The Chosen"
"Look at this then--Look at it!"
~Fergus"I see it."
~Conor"This won't cut the hair off a dog, much less a Roman's Head. Are you hearing me?"
~Fergus"I've committed the whole story to memory." Takes sword from Fergus. "A weapon's maker, back at the boys village--"
~Conor"--A junkman--"
~Fergus"A junkman. He forged me a brittle sword--" smiling
~ConorFergus takes sword back. "A pig stick!"
"So you beat him like a mule and tore up his shop."
~Tully"He's lucky I didn't tear out his tongue, the lying vermin. What if I carried this pathetic twig into battle...or the rest of the trash he sold to me?"
~Fergus"Is there anything else you would like to complain about, Fergus?"
~Conor"You, offering reparations to the little weasel. A leader bends only to justice, and justice was clearly with me."
~Fergus"We need Sinsar on the side of Unity, Fergus. His village gave us the new Druid King."
~Catlin"I didn't bend. I made a gesture."
~Conor"So did I, by kicking in the sod-head's teeth. If you had more experience..."
~Fergus"Fergus--If you want to lead the Alliance, you're welcome to the job. I didn't ask for this."
~Conor"You were chosen."
~Fergus"Right...like the boy. Destiny, remember..."
~Conor
"Any man that kills a shaman, kills his own soul."
~Fergus
"He's so young. Why did the Druids pick a child?"
~Catlin"They believe that the last father's spirit lives with in him."
~Tully
"What happened to your hair?"
~Glas"He traded it for a sword!"
~Conor"A pig stick!"
~Fergus
Fergus smashes a man with his staff and it breaks.
"I'm going to kill that junk man!!"
~Fergus
"Finish him, Conor. These bastards killed the Druids."
~Tully"No they didn't," Fergus pulls an arrow from one of the men's quivers, and shows it to Conor and Tully. "Blunt head, no wings. These arrows could barely stop a deer."
~Fergus
"I thought you belonged to the entire island, Glas?"
~Diana"He's not a king yet. Not until he reaches Cathbad."
~Conor"Was I talking to you?"
~Diana
"I understand that there were three druids accompanying your father. Where are they?"
~Diana"Dead."
~Conor"So, you killed them?"
~Diana"Don't even try it."
~Conor"I think it's time we got to know each other. You'll all come with us...as prisoners, of course."
~Diana
"Rome has a Holy Father as well. A bit more wrinkled, but equally as powerful."
~Diana"As powerful as you?"
~Glas"Almost"
~Diana
"Roman vermin. If that river rat had sold me a proper spear..."
~Fergus"Enough Fergus."
~Conor"I say we fight. At least one of us might be able to escape with the Father."
~Tully"Anything to get him away from that cow."
~Catlin"We can't risk it. If anything happens to Glas, our land may never recover."
~Conor"Conor's right...it does happen every once and a while."
~Fergus