:19:01
All you think about
is your tricks and your knavery,
:19:05
but you don't pull any wool
over these old eyes.
:19:09
You'll have to walk far before
you fill his shoes, mark my words.
:19:15
What's the matter, Hodge?
Pack too heavy?
:19:23
No! Don't! Stop that! I need that!
:19:27
Oh, give it back to me! This way!
:19:31
I think you're too warm.
:19:35
Stop it!
Out of respect for the master!
:19:39
I have as much respect
for the master as anyone, old man,
:19:43
but I'm master now.
:19:51
I left my farm and for what?
:19:54
For a cremation, that's what.
:19:57
All because
someone said find a magician -
:20:02
not a local fellow, an import,
some 100 leagues from home -
:20:08
an all-powerful necromancer.
:20:11
Huh! That's some necromancer.
:20:15
Hold your tongue, Griel. Eat.
:20:18
I'll not eat. I'm not hungry.
:20:22
He's right.
I brought us here for nothing.
:20:34
What is it? Who's there?
:20:39
Salvete, viatores!
:20:42
Good morrow.
Good morrow. Peace be with you.
:20:45
What do you want?
:20:48
My lord Ulrich is no longer.
:20:51
All that you asked of him,
you may now expect of me.
:20:55
The dangers he would face,
I will now conquer.