a year younger than i was for my first.
a stag?
because someone has to stand up to them.
me, marke, all the tribes. we cant resist alone.
oh my little warrior. we have to be careful.
come home without something for your lady there will be hell to pay.
good. with marke, all will be here.
let us hope so.
friends, look at us.
the tribes of britain. divided. weak. just as the irish like us. but if we were one land united, we would out number them two to one. we could defeat them once and for all. that is why we are here today, to sign this treaty of unification.
the strongest among us: lord marke.
look if you are happy sending all of your gold to ireland, living as slaves then by all means do nothing.
take all your men. guard the women!
go!!!