Tag: Love
ZONA: That is *not* the reason we came after you. The reason … I … came after you.
TULA: There was more than one reason. More than one purpose in our actions. Not all of it is under our control. But you are here. Zona and you are together. And that is a powerful good, not just for you two.
PONTAGAR: And that? (pointing at the torc)
ZONA: Mentl is my silver-bonded and a member of our tribe.
PONTAGAR: Charming.
MENTL: You got a problem with that, Big Red?
PONTAGAR: (shrugs) If I do or don’t, what does it matter to you? Just kill a dragon, little man, and this I swear - any problems I ever had with you will go away. Gen venon co Eroghen. Welcome to the tribes of Erogenia.
ZONA: I’m proud of you, Pontagar. You’ve learned some rudimentary manners.
PONTAGAR: Hmf!
ZONA: But we also have some important news. From my mother.
(Pontagar and Rannik’sears prick up)
ZONA: And also from my father.
(Pontagar and Rannik: “WHAAAA?”)
YATTA: By Thrasu’s sacred blood, Zona! You return to us!
MENTL: Hey, Chuckles.
YATTA: Hah-hah! And Mentl, my old friend! (big hug) What a joy to see you!
TULA: (approaches) Yatta-ta …
YATTA: Your Highness! What an unexpected honor …
TULA: (seriously) Yatta-ta.
YATTA: What?
TULA: Sheahla.
YATTA: What -- I mean, we were … separated in the ...
TULA: I’m sorry. She was already gone when I got to her …
YATTA: Ohhh … ohh ...
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TULA: Farewell, until we meet again.
CHERA: Here. (gives her a bracelet) To remember me by.
TULA: As if I could forget - I owe you so much.
CHERA: You know better than that.
TULA: So do you.
ZONA: Goodbye, Father. It’s been good to finally know you a little, and to like what I know.
ZONN: Let’s hope we can know each other better. Someday.
ZONA: Someday.
ZONN: Just … be careful.
ZONA: Ha! I never get anywhere being careful, Father. “Be bold and trust to luck,” that’s what I say.
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IPOLA: (Embraces Zona and Tula and Mentl) Be well, my children. Be safe, be strong. I expect to see you again in the Valley Of The Moon.
MENTL: Hey, you too, right?
IPOLA: Indeed, my new son.
IPOLA: I’ll send birds to you with messages. Chera should be able to speak with them, now that Tula’s taught her. .
CHERA: As long as they’re patient with me. It’s still very new.
IPOLA: You’ve taught yourself so much over the years, I don’t doubt you’ll do as well at this.
ZONN: We’ve got the ring, anyway.
IPOLA: Please use it sparingly. Only if it’s important.
ZONN: Everything about you is important, Ipola.
*PASH*
ZONN: But yes, I hear you. I’ll try to be wise - for your sake.
IPOLA: You’re already wiser than I ever thought - and probably wiser than you know. Farewell, my love. Until we meet again.
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IPOLA: (in Aburor speech) <Greetings wind wandering Hrraarch, Hanch-Daughter. Ipola Ravonna-Daughter greets you with gratitude.>
HRRAARCH: <Greetings, Ipola Ravonna-Daughter. Hrraarch, Hanch-Daughter comes as agreed. We ride the wind now back to our own eyries.>
TULA: <Honor follows you, noble Hrraarch Hanch-Daughter, and from us take gratitude for bringing our Mother to us.>
ZONA: <Honor-bibble Hrraarch Daughter-Hanch, me is too thanks also you as eldest daughter’s mother child.>
HRRARRCH: You do me honor, children of my friend. But as the speech of Aburori folk seems difficult in your mouth, let me return your greeting in the tongue of Erogenian folk. Well met, though briefly. You are Tula Ipola Daughter, and you are Zona Ipola Daughter. We know much of you from speech with Ipola Ravonna-Daughter. Respect to you.
ZONA: Thank you...
TULA: Thank you
ZONN: Welcome, Hrraarch, daughter of Hanch, to the Sun Tribe. I lead these people. I am Zonn.
HRRARCH: Of course you are. Ipola Ravonna-Daughter has spoken much of you, Zonn Tera-Son.
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ZONN: Is this real?
IPOLA: Hello, Yanora. Yes, Zonn, it’s real. We found a cache of these in the Tower of The Moon after the war. I give them to important people I really need to keep in touch with.
YANORA: Like me. Hello, Zonn. For a man who’s been dead for twenty-five years, you look very good.
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ZONN: Yanora. You look … lovely, as ever.
YANORA: Flattery, from Zonn The Wanderer? You’ve gone soft while you’ve been away.
ZONN: I’m not one of your Kivalian dandies but I call it as I see it.
YANORA: Part of what I always found so charming about you.
YANORA: So - another piece on our side of the Tuntach board, Ipola?
IPOLA: Yes. We still have to work out how to bring them to the game, but that is just a problem, and I already have ideas about solutions.
VOICE: Your Grace - someone coming.
YANORA: Must go now. Lovely chatting. Tat-ta!
ZONN: That’s … handy.
IPOLA: I still prefer to use the birds for most things, but this is instant.
ZONN: I can definitely see the advantages. So I will be able to see you, then.
IPOLA: Yes, when it’s important.
ZONN: What if I just miss you, and want to see your beautiful face?
IPOLA: Well, that almost sounded like something from a Kivalian courtier.
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ZONN: Ipola …
IPOLA: Wha … it’s morning already.
ZONN: Yes.
IPOLA: You look awful.
ZONN: Not surprised. It was a long meeting. A lot was said.
IPOLA: And?
ZONN: We are your subjects.
IPOLA: Ohh. Thank you, Zonn.
ZONN: It will be for a year at a time - just like all the other tribes.
IPOLA: Of course. This … this means a great deal to me.
ZONN: I know. It means a lot to us, too.
IPOLA: I’m so sorry for the way I tried to bully you. Cha na amanh.
ZONN: It’s balanced. Cha nethron.
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ZONN: I have always loved you. From the first time I saw you. All my life. You are … everything I have ever loved, everything I ever wanted.
IPOLA:And everything that sticks in your throat … the “sand in your breechcloth,” I think you called me once.
ZONN: Well, yeah, that, too. But gods, you are … the impossible standard that no one else could ever match. Even now, after all these years … I … have never worn a chain. Because of you.
IPOLA: Oh, Zonn. Of course I know it has nothing to do with our love. Of course you need some time with your people to consider. I … there I go again, acting and talking from fear.. Sorry. So sorry. Cha na amanh.
ZONN: Cha nethron. I do know how it is. My darling one. For the first time I have something besides myself to lose. And it’s the worst time in history. I’m afraid, too. I am afraid.
IPOLA: But I did want to hear you say that you love me.
ZONN: That’s fair.
IPOLA: After twenty-five years? Not really, no.
