c.  cccc.
cccc.  elts!
gggg.  god help us.
let's sss.  string 'im up.
mmmm.  meee.  tttt.  he can't get it out. little john covers hal's mouth.
here.  by god.  let's fight 'em!
it's gg.  ggg.  g. oh crap! a guard attacks, hal fells him.
take that, ya mug. no stutter this time! the woodsmen join battle with the guards. the chieftain cudgels his celt attacker across the head. the boar's head helmet tumbles.  revealing aslan.
no! fight on. fight! he sees a familiar pair of holy sandals marching towards him. tuck leading a barefoot army. dozens of ragged prisoners, armed with chains and torture implements.
go' bless ya, tuck.