Tag: Magick
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?”)
TRANSCRIPT:
PAUSE. Zona and Pontagar eye each other.
PONTAGAR: You got what you went for. He’s here, now. And … I saw some of what he can do. (To Mentl)
PONTAGAR: So - you’re going to fight for us? Use your magick?
MENTL: Yeah.
PONTAGAR: You can kill an ogre and you can dig a hole in the ground. Can you kill a dragon?
MENTL: (thinks) Yeah. Yeah, I’m pretty sure I can.
PONTAGAR: Good. Because if you can’t, then you won’t be any special use. And the warriors we lost because Zona was gone will have bought us just one more little magicker with their lives.
ZONA: Pontagar …
MENTL: No, he’s right.
: That’s why you guys came after me. That’s what Erogenia needs. That’s what The Book said. And now that I’m here after going home, after training there and all - I can feel it. It’s … really sometimes like it’s hard to even keep it under control. What did Tula say - A “walking earthquake”, or something? Well, that’s what my job is now. So point me where you need me. I’ll do the magick.
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MENTL: Here - have some kishir. I’ll see what I can do about immobilizing the arm - but not sure how good my healing magick is, just yet. I’ll let Tula handle you when she’s got a minute. Nothing personal, just don’t want to do more harm than good.
Easy, dude. Chera’s stuff may be a little stronger than you’re used to. Although, in your case that’s not a bad thing.
RANNIK: Shouldn’t you be helping the battle, then - enchanter?
MENTL: Zona’s got it. It’s been awhile since she could really cut loose like this. And honestly, I might just get in the way.
ON ZONA having a perfectly wonderful time butchering Urtts (“This is GREAT!”)
RANNIK: Yes. Yes, we’ve missed her.
MENTL: I’ll bet.
RANNIK: I look … forward to hearing your story.
Guntig morphs from hawk to human right next to them.
MENTL:GAH!
GUNTIG: Either help or get out of the way.
MENTL: Uhh … your patient.
TRANSCRIPT:
HRRAARCH: <Well, if you don’t need to make water, that’s well. I want to get many leagues under our wings before I have to land. I have seen Urtts on the western side of these mountains, and I don’t want to get in range of their bows. >
IPOLA: <That far east? Truly?>
HRRAARCH: <Yes, though they haven’t crossed the peaks into the desert yet that I’ve seen. But they are - >
IPOLA: <Wait - I …>
HRRAARCH: <You see something?>
IPOLA: <Not see … I feel ->
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ZONN: Wow.
CHERA: So - “be bold and trust to luck,” eh?
ZONN: Yes …
CHERA: Isn’t that exactly what you always used to say?
ZONN: Yes. And look where it got me.
CHERA: Well, I am looking, Lord. And it’s not really all that bad, is it?
ZONN: Eh, I suppose not.
MENTL: (to the Book) Okay - you’re going to take us where we belong, right? Where we’re supposed to be - right?
So please … please …
Been beat up and battered around
Been sent up, and I've been shot down
You're the best thing that I've ever found
Handle me with care
Been stuck in dungeons, terrorized
Sent to hell and hypnotized
Been chained up and victimized
Handle me with care
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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.
TRANSCRIPT:
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.