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After the oceans swallowed Atlantis

and before recorded history,

there was an age when mythical kingdoms spread

across an uncharted world.

This was the image of Conan.

Enslaved as a boy, Conan grew into a warrior.

He escaped to encounter mystery, magic and myth

while forever facing the ultimate master of sorcery.

Lover, friend, hero.

His destiny was to free the oppressed

and become a king by his own hand.

Conan.

Thousands of years ago,

long after the oceans drank the gleaming city of Atlantis,

there was an age undreamed of, when mythical kingdoms spread

across the uncharted world like mantels beneath the stars.

They Hyborian Age, a time of superstition and myth,

when sorcerers cast evil spells

and fantastic creatures stalked the earth.

A time when the many were ruled by the few.

In the world lived an adventurer destined to be its king,

a man in whose veins flow the blood of ancient Atlantis.

He is a Cimmerian, born on the battlefield,

strengthened by time and trial.

He is Conan.

What are you two staring at?

We thought you called for us, master.

Don't think,

just go out in the hall and wait.

And now

go.

Ah, you had that dream again.

Nevermind the dream, the warrior, what about the warrior?

It's ordained that the warrior will be king of Cimmeria.

I am the king of Cimmeria.

You will be slain by a descendant of Atlantis

who carries the Greek blade.

Slain?

Slain?

Who talks about slain?

How can I avoid such wild rumors?

You can find the chosen one

and kill him before he kills you.

Good thinking.

But how am I supposed to know who he is?

He will be of pure Cimmerian blood

and he will bear the sword of Atlantis

that you see

in your dreams.

It will provide enough meat to get me to Tiberia.

- Go ahead, kill me. - You are a girl.

I am a woman.

You are a girl and almost a dead one.

No, I am a woman.

You're right, almost a dead woman.

Why did you steal my meat?

You don't look underfed.

My village is hungry.

How can they be hungry?

This is rich land.

Yes, we are taxed by Hissah Zul.

His soldiers took most of our crops.

The men of my village are farmers, they're not hunters.

Why should I feed your village?

The people of your village wouldn't feed me, a stranger.

Some would and some wouldn't.

But if you let me keep that hindquarter,

I would prepare you a fine meal.

I'll go and get the things from my camp.

Well don't waste your time looking

for the rest of that steer.

Why?

It's already back at the village.

How?

While you chased me

some friends stole the rest of your kill.

So I'm a guest of my own meal?

Whether I like it or not.

You will like it.

You're strong.

Oh, is that important to you?

Not to be weak is more important.

Why do you always bring him with you?

Why do you keep him around?

If you do not grasp the powers of magic, General Goroth,

it will be the death of you.

Perhaps, milord, I would grasp it

if you gave me some powers of my own.

No.

I don't think so.

Do we still control the Cimmerians?

You rule them.

Do I control them?

They are a barbarous lot.

How would you know, you never fight?

I have.

They are as tough as the roots of the oldest trees, milord.

I only wish you to find one man amongst them

and dispose of him.

That should present no great challenge, milord.

He is a man of great strength and power.

Much larger than you, General Goroth,

and he wields a huge blade.

A close relation of the blades

of the lost country of Atlantis.

Such blades have not been seen in my lifetime, milord.

I would much prefer

that this one would not be used

by anyone else but you, General.

It would be my pleasure, milord.

And here is a drawing of the sword.

Milord.

What do you want of me?

Get rid of the little rat or I will do it for you.

Otli, wait in the hall.

- But, Your Darkness... - Do as I say.

Search the villages in your region for the man.

Feed your men with the supplies from the other villages.

General Goroth will show you how.

We will follow Goroth.

If any of his men find the Cimmerian,

they will send for him.

Is that what Hissah Zul wants?

Don't worry about what Hissah Zul wants.

If Goroth gains more power than me, we will be dust.

Keep up or I will leave you for the dogs to chew on.

One never knows.

Bad, I know.

Listen, all.

Let's raise our cups high to the wonderful barbarian

who supplied us with a feast.

Here, here.

And with our cups even higher,

to the beautiful Tamira.

Here, here.

And cooking skills and giving us this wonderful taste.

You have quite an appetite.

I traveled a great distance.

How many piles of bones did you have in front of you

to get this far?

Many.

What he wants to know is where you came from.

Only he wants to know?

Well we all do,

I do.

I come from Cimmeria, to the northwest.

You've traveled a long, long way through Umeria,

Brythunia and Nemedia.

And Zingara and Orphir.

That's where Hissah Zul has great power.

His evil sorcery is known in many lands.

So you came here?

You ran away from him?

I do not run from anyone.

Since I became a free man, something pulls me to move on.

How can anyone enslave you?

They attacked my village when I was a child.

They killed most of the people and took the children.

And you became a slave.

I was a prisoner, never a slave.

I learned of cruelty and hunger.

I survive with the help of a blade.

And now I'm following a destiny I do not yet understand.

And it drew you here to our village?

You stole my food, that's what drew me here.

You would never stay in a village like this, would you?

No.

I've never been beyond.

What is it like out there?

Sometimes dangerous, but filled with wonder.

Is there no beauty?

There's always some beauty.

Do you think that I belong in a village like this?

If you leave,

there would be no beauty here at all.

We are looking for a sword,

a great sword with rubies in the hilt.

A Cimmerian carries it.

I have seen no such sword.

Perhaps this will help your memory.

Follow me to the river.

Retreat, retreat.

Is she all right?

Put her in her hut, I'll show you where it is.

They will be back, barbarian, and we will pay the price.

For such great strength

you have a very gentle touch.

And for such a soft body you have a hard head.

You fight well.

You admire my strength?

You're like steel wrapped in silk.

And do you think I'm beautiful?

Hmm.

You said so, so you cannot deny it.

By Crom, that is the truth.

Then my sons would be beautiful, too.

Could you imagine me bearing your sons?

Lately, I can imagine many things.

I never put a woman to sleep before.

Is the barbarian the one we seek?

I do not know.

I did not get to see his sword.

So,

you were run off by this barbarian and a bunch of farmers.

Defeated by a pack of farmers.

You have disgraced my army.

You should have died in battle.

Turn around.

Let fly.

How is your courage?

We ride at dawn.

I want no farm,

no hut,

no cot,

not even a miserable bucket left intact.

We will grind that village,

every last farmer

and the barbarian

into dust

and scatter it to the four winds.

Ah.

Where is he?

He's waiting outside.

- Is he leaving us? - No.

He said he spent the night with you

and he didn't get any sleep at all.

Tell me he didn't do anything?

Shame on you for peeking into shadows, Gobe.

Being shameless is a privilege

of the old.

Oh.

Come out and meet us quick as you can.

You have succeeded in being shameless.

I hope so.

Here, I'll show you.

Before you came, the soldiers never even attacked us.

They took the food and went.

They didn't take away our hunger.

Hissah Zul told us when to live and when to die.

You think that's fair?

He gives us water, wind and sun.

The forces of nature are not controlled

by one man.

Hissah Zul is a ruthless man.

He ruled me once now I am free.

You can leave this village.

And go where?

All the land is under the same rule.

We cannot fly away to another world.

Listen to me, Hissah Zul is a wizard,

one of the worst of the kind.

He surrounds himself by beauty, but that's just a ploy.

He's one of the worst wizards of all wizards.

I do not like wizards and what they do.

I will remember what you said.

Listen to me.

I, I had a dream the other night

you took Hissah Zul and you killed him with your great blade

and you became king.

I do not wish to be king.

You can't avoid it.

Hide behind the huts.

You there.

You there.

All of you over there.

The rest of you behind this big hut.

Wait 'til they pass before you attack.

You should try to talk to them first.

You talk to them.

Tamira, you go with the men to the big hut.

No, Conan.

- No. - You go with the men

- to the big hut. - No.

Conan.

Attack.

Kill.

They'll kill you.

No.

No, no, we're not warriors, we're farmers.

You'll be killed.

She is quite beautiful and he is quite a warrior.

What do you plan, milord?

You will know soon enough.

I hate secrets, especially ones I don't know.

Shut up.

Make a circle.

Oh, stay away, stay away.

No, no.

Goodbye, my king.

But I'm no king.

You will be.

You are so very beautiful.

- No. - Conan.

Get him off me.

Get him off me.

Burn the huts.

You could have gotten me off him sooner.

Use quicker magic next time.

Ride with him in the back.

While you ride with the beautiful girl?

Get in the cart.

Where do you think you're going?

She will make a fine servant

and he will make a fine slave.

Is this the barbarian I am searching for?

He is not.

He doesn't have the sword.

Show him, Otli.

I go to finish the killing,

but I warn you, Yara, if you are deceiving me,

I will find you.

You have threatened me before, General.

I am still here.

Let me go, where is Conan?

Domestic problem?

She's a village girl.

She's having trouble adjusting to the fine clothes.

If she becomes too problematic,

I would be happy to take her off your hands

and she wouldn't have to worry about the clothes.

Do what I pay you for.

For this amount of gold

I would test your warrior in the Ring of Death myself.

Put your best against him.

You do not get the gold back if we kill him.

If your warriors kill him, I will give you the girl.

You will not give him the girl.

He doesn't know that.

Now go eat with the warriors.

They are prisoners, milord, their food is unfit.

Then go hungry.

But, milord, I deserve to.

Where am I?

Where you will stay with a new master.

No, Zzeben, he does not like the chains,

but what man does, huh?

Where am I?

Morga's compound.

Where the food is slop,

but thankfully the portions are small.

Tamira.

Where is the girl that was with me?

Why don't you speak?

He does not speak, he is mute.

I know nothing of a girl

and would prefer not knowing the man I may have to kill.

I doubt that.

I don't stay healthy keeping people alive.

Then why don't you kill your captors?

We are trained to fight and kill each other every day,

that does not lead to unity.

The action is there, my dear.

Where is Conan?

He will be out soon.

Conan.

- Careful, Conan. - Fight well, Conan.

Luck be with you.

Come on.

Fight, fight.

And now

we have a fight to the death

with my warrior, Vulkar,

and Yara's Conan.

Be strong.

- Fight. - Fight.

Conan.

Conan.

No magic?

It's not needed.

Come on.

Let's go.

- All right, let's go. - Come on.

Grab a weapon.

That was a good plan for a barbarian.

Now that we no longer have to kill each other,

I am Vulkar, he is Zzeben.

What was that for?

You hit me on the head with the ax handle.

You looked away.

He wants to know where we go now.

I'm going after Tamira.

- Where is she? - I don't know.

I do.

Tell me where she is.

I will show you.

Just tell me.

What would that accomplish?

Am I trophy you would be proud of?

No, but I wouldn't have to waste time

playing games with you.

Then you would not find your woman.

I can help you.

Why would you leave your master Yara?

Because I want no master.

Just because I am small does not mean I am not a man.

I feel, I hope,

I live.

I am not a toy to be used

and beaten at the whim of a madman.

You change sides too quickly.

A lifetime is not too quickly.

You use me, I use you.

A partnership of convenience.

I can find her without you.

Not if you do not know where you are going.

There are other people who know where Yara is.

They will not tell you, they'll be too afraid.

You never know when he'll use a tree or a bird

- or a rock for spying. - Or you.

If you lead me into a trap,

you will be the first one to die.

Or the last.

Who kills me is of little concern.

We can also go with you if you need us.

No,

I'll go alone.

Hey, what am I?

You're only a guide to lead me.

Agreed.

Perhaps we should follow him?

You speak quite clearly, my friend,

and with wisdom.

And Rena sold me to Yara, I don't know why she did that?

I was always loyal.

There's never been a question of my loyalty.

You don't talk much, do you?

You talk too much.

No such thing as talking too much.

Words are how men communicate.

When they don't talk, they have misunderstandings

and then they wind up killing each other.

Men talk with swords.

The world is becoming a civilized place,

my friend.

It no longer matters who has the biggest sword.

What?

What is it?

Where are you going?

That's not the way to Yara's castle.

It is the way we must go.

Great, just great.

If you don't listen I can't help you.

Up there.

Okay.

Great.

If you take that sword, we could have trouble.

He is dead.

This sword is mine.

I'm gonna die in here, aren't I?

Only if you choose to.

I knew this wasn't a good idea.

No more caves okay?

Now you know why I hate caves, fog and rivers

and all sorts of things.

I don't know why we went in there in the first place.

I told you,

I was led there by some force.

It was this sword.

I am the sword.

It is my symbol.

I am Crom.

This is more sorcery I do not understand.

This is your god.

I know no magic, only the true power.

I have led you to the Sword of Atlantis and it is yours.

The mummy has guarded it for centuries

and has fulfilled his duty.

He wanted me to kill him?

He was dead already, you wasted no life.

It was the test that started at your birth.

All your pain and hardships have been a test.

My mother and father died to test me?

What kind of god are you?

I am their god also.

They are now on this side with me.

I needed a great warrior to right the wrongs.

You are that warrior.

Trust the sword.

Grip it as you would grip my arm

then trust your next thought.

It will light your path.

It will be with you.

Your parents are very proud of you.