01x01 - Dungeons & Dragons - The Queen's Cradle

[bunniefuu]

[pulsing music playing]

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[atmospheric music playing]

[gasping]

[gasps]

- [inner voices whisper indistinctly]
- Please.

[panting]

[rustling]

- [Ahokal] It's a human boy.
- [gasps]

[Tally] A kid? What's he doing here?

[Luzum] Well, he's in a cage.
He's either in trouble

or he is trouble.

[Mora] We have to assume
the former, Luzum.

We're a rescue party now.

[suspenseful music playing]

- [inner voices echoing]
- [groans]

[Mora] These are hallowed lands
of the Loyal Fury.

- [blades sliding out of sheaths]
- Protected by the great Oriel.

- We offer you one chance...
- [cultist yells]

- [grunting]
- [Tally] Follow my lead!

[Ahokal] Tally, no fire.

[roars]

[dramatic music playing]

[inner voices] It matters not!
You are mine.

[calm music playing]

[grunts]

[ominous music playing]

[gasping]

W-Who are you? What do you want with me?

It's all right. We're safe.

My name is Mora.

You were a prisoner
of The Cult of the Dragon.

We're taking you to Oriel
to cure you of your affliction.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You don't know he's not one of them.

- He wasn't...
- How do you know?

- No, no, no.
- Those tattoos looks like somebody ripped him out

- of the Book of Vile Darkness.
- No, no. Leave me alone.

- Tally, leave it.
- You're in terrible danger.

Are you a cultist, kid?

Tally, the tattoos
mark him for sacrifice.

I'd venture they were taking him
to the Well of Dragons.

[scoffs] Marvelous.

[Luzum] Probably to be sacrificed
to Tiamat.

[inner voices speaking indistinctly]

We're going to help you.

No. No, no. Stay back. Stay back.

She's coming.

She's coming!

- [inner voices] Amid astahii!
- [Luzum] Mora! Mora!

- [Tally] How did he move so fast?
- I'm sorry.

- I-I didn't...
- [Tally] I knew it.

- You're gonna burn, kid.
- [Mora] Stop.

[labored breathing]

[pained grunt]

[gentle music playing]

I've had worse.

Come with me, kid.

Mora...

[Mora] We just need a minute alone.

What we need is a cleric.

[gentle music playing]

What is your name, child?

Solon.

I think you didn't
mean to hurt me, Solon.

Whatever is in you, it's strong,
but I can see

- you are strong, too.
- [inner voices] Lies! Lies!

Lies! Lies!

Lies!

[panting]

You should listen to the others.

Just... leave me.

- It'll be easier for all of us.
- Maybe.

Being easier doesn't make it right.

[gentle music playing]

I wasn't always a Paladin of Torm.

Most of these scars
are from fights I started.

I very nearly k*lled innocents
before I decided to change.

Before I took my oath.

But that person who did those things...

...that's still me.

Now, that's who I fight.

Every hour of every day.

[melancholy music playing]

I don't always win.

{an8}It reminds me I'm not alone.

Maybe it will help you.

Hold on to it until you reach Oriel.

[Ahokal whistles]

They found us.

[growling]

[intense music playing]

You really think this...

Oriel will know how to help me?

[dramatic music playing]

- Hurry!
- Quiet! I need to focus.

[horses whinnying]

What in the Nine Hells... [grunts]

[grunts]

Oh...

Mora, get him inside.

We'll hold them off.

Good luck, kid.

[dramatic music playing]

[inner voices whispering indistinctly]

- [inner voices continues whispering]
- [hisses] No, no, no.

We have to go. We have to leave now.

[Mora] It's going to be okay.

[dramatic music playing]

Oriel, this is Solon.

{an8}He bears a terrible curse.

Calm yourself, child.

You're safe here.

[Solon] She's getting loud.

[inner voices] Oriesj C'hazh. Rhyst ah.
Rhyst ah plythu.

No, no stay back.

This thing inside me
doesn't like you at all.

[Oriel chuckles]

The wicked do tend to fear me.

I will take whatever is inside you

and destroy it.

I... don’t want it to hurt you.

Your kindness is precisely
what makes you worthy

of being freed.

[wind whistling]

- [suspenseful music playing]
- They're coming through.

[Luzum] Incoming!

[cries out]

[Ahokal] Tally, we need fire!

[Tally] Okay. Get out of the way.
Here we go.

[low growl]

[inner voice] They don't know
what they're doing.

There are too many. Tally, no!

[inhales]

[ominous music playing]

[grunts, gasps]

[fighters grunting]

Tally.

[screeching]

[screeches]

[inhales]

Fire! Now!

[Solon cries out]

Finally.

[grunts]

[inner voices] Astahii plythu nah.

Loaw tah nah! Plythu tah! Vorae...

[pained cry]

[Solon's cry echoing]

[grunts]

[mournful music playing]

[Mora] Solon. Solon, say something.

It's...

...quiet.

[coughing]

[pained roar]

Whatever this is, it's loud.

Unpleasant.

You carried this in you for years...

Impressive.

[inner voices] Every dragon...

is a gateway...

[Oriel] I-I can't...

hold it in.

Run. Run!

[intense music playing]

[Mora] Gods.

That's a whole lot of dragon.

Tiamat.

[grunts]

Well, guess we found our cleric.

Go.

I've been fighting her my whole life.

I can hold her back on my own.

I believe you could...

...but you're not on your own.

[grunts]

[Mora huffs]

[Luzum grunting]

[hisses]

[growling]

[gentle music playing]

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