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After the ocean swallowed Atlantis

and before recorded history,

there was an age when mythical kingdoms

spread across an uncharted world.

This was the age 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.

Forget about the fish, why don't you lay some eggs.

Oh, you're all gonna starve with that technique.

At least we won't have to cross the mountains.

Conan will support Winden's revolt.

We will cross the mountains.

Oh, oh, oh.

I'd like to see you...

You'd better give it to him or he'll eat you.

Say please.

Oh Crom, am I to go without food?

Give us what we want and I promise your death

will be swift.

It's worth 300 gold pieces to us.

If we fail, Zorga's revenge will be sure.

You ruined my breakfast.

And you ruined my breakfast.

You too.

Let's go!

Who is this brave warrior who dares

touch the Amazon child?

I am Conan of Cimmeria.

I am Aura, deliverer of the Amazons.

Rise Conan, you shall be king of Cimmeria

as a friend to all Amazons.

How do you know my name?

Your destiny travels on the wind.

As such it has been ordained.

Have you also ordained my next meal?

Ah-ha.

Ah, more.

That's enough, if you want more

catch them yourself.

Ah, but you do this so well.

I want a fish like Conan's.

You need better bait.

This is Aura, the Amazon.

Your friends must be believers of tall tales, Conan.

Put your weapons down.

Careful, Conan, to defend an Amazon, a man must

want to die.

Like spiders, they use us for our bodies,

zap our strength and then kill us.

Stories told by men whose weakness we found uninviting.

We are not the destroyers of men but their protectors.

It is true that only women may live in our land

but I honor you.

Do not fear me.

When a male child is born of the union with Amazons,

we must deliver that special child to his father.

Is this where you're going with this child.

Yes, Conan, this child belongs to Prada

of the land of Hesmere.

As the deliverer I am sworn by oath

to kill all that harms this child.

Why were all these men after you?

They were Zorga's men.

Zorga, King of the Hesmeres?

Yes, but he is not their rightful king.

Prada, his brother belongs on the throne.

And this child is the next heir in line.

The road to the throne will be a difficult one.

Zorga is a disciple of the evil Hissah Zul.

Then we will help you to return this little prince.

- It will be... - A pleasure.

And all mine.

Whoever said that women weaken men's legs?

Seek not the Amazon Mr. Hissah Zul.

From you, I seek information not advice.

It has been prophesied that the Amazon

delivers the next king of Hesmere.

Yes and I will participate in that pleasure

and power.

That cannot happen.

You will drown in that cesspool you call home

unless you find a way.

Conan, the Cimmerian will stand in your way

but Zorga, your disciple could provide an answer.

Then bring him forth and be gone with your useless self.

Zorga my friend, I desire to reward you

for your loyal service.

A child journeys to Hesmere to claim your throne.

What child can threaten the throne

that is supported by the mighty Hissah Zul?

It is the child of your brother, Prada.

You must prevent them from being reunited

if you wish to remain king of Hesmere.

I know of him and I've already sent soldiers.

But how can I repay your good thoughts,

what can I give you?

You don't give me anything,

what I want I take.

That will await your success as certain

as death awaits your failure.

I will succeed oh great one.

The child travels with Conan.

They should die together.

And this time send your best soldiers.

The valley of freedom, soon my task shall end.

And mine as well and Cimmeria should be free again.

Nothing shall please the Amazons more Conan.

Why do you care about Cimmeria?

We care about freedom.

Horses, horses!

We seek Prada.

I said we seek Prada.

Bring me Prada and maybe you should all be spared.

Bring me Prada or maybe the bravest will die first.

Where is Prada?

Release the boy.

I am Prada.

No!

Not another dream sire.

It was not Aura.

Who was this temptress?

For one who has such bad dreams,

you should give up your naps.

Tell me or I will foul your water.

She is yet to be born but will be a protector of Conan.

Enough of your riddles.

Who knows this enemy?

Behold the essence of your fear master.

Where could the villagers have gone Conan?

They're hiding from Zorga's soldiers.

They couldn't have gone far,

they didn't take anything with them.

We come in peace.

We seek Prada!

We are friends of Prada!

This is the child of Prada!

Will he not claim him?

Who are you?

This is Aura of the Amazons

and I am Conan.

Conan, Conan, come out everyone.

This is Conan, the Cimmerian.

He will protect us from the soldiers, come out!

You have nothing to fear, we come in peace.

Can you show the way to the castle?

At the end of the valley where the sun disappears.

We have to be there before nightfall.

You have risked enough already.

I go alone.

First, fill your bellies and then we search for Prada.

The few of us against Zorga's many soldiers?

I'll show you away in.

No, just tell us.

You must stay here,

someone has to guard the child of Prada.

We will deal with Zorga.

And I with you, Amazon.

You act too fast sire.

Vanish and send me Zorga.

As you wish sire.

I've taken Prada prisoner oh bountiful one.

Soon I will find out where he has hidden the child.

He is ignorant of the child.

Those who know are on their way to you.

Well then I will kill them all oh mighty one.

No, only kill Conan and his slaves,

the Amazon you should take alive.

But what about the child?

The child will be yours when the Amazon is mine.

She will bare me a son and heir.

Surely this will loosen your tongue, Prada.

I know of no child and if I did, I wouldn't

tell my twisted brother.

Is that any way to talk about your family?

Especially when I've come to spare your life

and use you as bait for your rescuers.

Your talk of rescuers is as wild

as your talk of a child, Zorga.

Do you hear how my brother indulges me with his denials.

They come to free you and unite you with your son.

Oh, now he's my son.

Has Hissah Zul poisoned every facet of your brain?

I have none!

Then you deny your union with the Amazon?

He really didn't know did he?

Talia, she bore me a son.

Yes, congratulations, I guess that makes me an uncle.

But women always provided you with everything you needed.

Is that what this is all about?

I am so sorry for you my brother.

You are motivated only by childish jealousy.

Mother always preferred you over me.

You should have shared more

but the mighty Hissah Zul, he prefers me.

And he will provide me with what I crave most,

your son to kill.

Hissah Zul only wants the woman, a desire

which I find thoroughly overrated.

The boy said these tunnels end at a staircase

that lead to the dungeons.

How does he know this?

Serpents and slaves know such things,

children should not.

Check the other tunnel.

Go find Prada.

Now the fun begins, get ready our guests have arrived.

Never again Prada will anyone threaten my throne again.

It's not your throne Zorga, it's Prada's throne.

A woman, now I have reason to worry.

Worry at your weakness at the ascendancy of the Amazons.

Kill her now!

Is that the best you can do Zorga?

Get her!

Now is not the time, Aura.

The spirit of death visits those who hesitate, Conan.

I have a better plan.

You mean, switch them.

For the twin brothers.

Zzeben.

There they are, kill them, kill them!

Thank the gods, at least they didn't get Prada.

Zorga would have our heads if they did.

Silent!

I wander where that coward Zorga is hiding hey?

Your soldiers think less of you

than I do Zorga.

You have done well.

Behold the son of Prada and Talia behold Mathar.

Behold Mathar, prince of Hesmere.

I am Zorga, the weak and Zorga, the cowardly.

Not now you fool!

The great Hissah Zul has spared your life.

Fail once more and he will never spare it again.

Now leave me!

The only thing worse than walking through the woods

is walking up hill or through the river or rocky ground.

Look, you don't even like riding on the back of a horse.

Only if I'm behind you.

Oh that's cute, if you're behind me, that's very nice.

Look you can sit in your own chair

when we get back to the village.

Sit, when do we sit, do we ever sit?

No, we run, we ride, we fight.

We're lucky we get some sleep.

Oh, you think Conan's gonna get any sleep?

He and our Amazon princess lady is,

they have more in common than just their swords.

You know if you'd hunt more,

stop worry about what Conan does, we'd eat better.

We eat, we eat just fine.

Look, we keep ourselves well-fed.

We're lucky, I'd hate to be within 10 miles of Conan

if you we were hungry.

Did you hear what he said.

I didn't hear it but I understood it.

I've always understood you Zzeben,

it's just sometimes I choose not too.

The sky is blue.

No it is not raining.

I'd like to fly like a bird.

Ha, fly like a vulture.

Eat like a vulture.

Did you understand that?

Not all of it.

That's probably best.

No, no, don't play games with me, tell me what he said.

You won't like it.

I'll like it.

I don't know, what do you think?

I promise, I'll like it.

All right, okay, he said, you are like a vulture,

you sit in a tree and wait for something to die

so that you can eat it.

That is why I choose not to understand you.

Aura, will you return to your world?

Yes, Conan, my task here is soon complete.

The child is safe.

You are a great warrior.

Oh but none can match the brave Conan,

king of the Cimmerians, a match for any Amazon.

I see you only as a woman.

And I only as a man.

You four, that way.

Get the child let's go.

Now can I get some breakfast?

If you can catch it and cook it.

Where's Aura?

She must be with my child.

Let's go.

Aura.

I tried to stop them but there were too many.

Conan, I'm sorry.

You did well, my little warrior.

The attack was just a diversion,

it was Mathar they sought.

No, the child is part of the diversion.

He's the bait.

- Bait for who? - Hissah Zul.

He wants Aura falling into a trap.

Why?

I don't know.

Zzeben, come with us.

What about Bayu and me?

Otli, you stay here and protect the village.

We'll go after Mathar and Aura.

The young boy is dead.

Here this is river, whoa.

Let's let the horses drink, we have a way to go.

Can't wait to get rid of this child.

It's been howling ever since we grabbed it.

Sweet dreams.

We'll find a place to cross down the river.

It's her, the sorceress.

By the power of the warrior Amazons, help me.

Well, no one hears you woman.

They hear.

We'll be greatly rewarded, my friend.

We'll be offered the valley of Hesmere.

Nothing is worth listening

to this infant howl any longer.

But it is the child that interests Zorga.

Nonsense, Zorga's interested only in keeping his throne.

Hissah Zul, he's interested only in this Amazon.

Me, I desire quiet!

There, now everyone has what he wants.

Bring the Amazon to me.

Why should you be the one to carry her to Hissah Zul?

Why, because, you have somewhere better to be.

What is the fastest way to the castle?

We must head to the mouth of the river

if we are to have any chance of catching them.

They will have crossed further upstream.

- Let's go. - All right.

I know it's Mathar.

We have to get the basket, follow me!

Zzeben, jump.

Your son is safe, Prada just a little wet.

I wanna thank you both for your bravery.

And you young man, you will not leave my sight

until you make me a grandfather.

Aura would never put the child in danger.

The Amazons know our destiny Conan.

She must have known that you'd be there to save him.

What about her destiny?

You should not worry about her destiny.

She can move freely back to her world now.

Besides in the face of Aura, the warrior,

Zorga's men are impotent.

I see her also as a woman, a partner.

Did you make love to her Conan?

We made love to each other.

Well then now there is much to fear.

What do you mean?

Aura's with child, Conan.

Be clear with your words, Prada.

What child?

Your child, Conan.

Amazon women they don't make love to us,

they make children with us.

And now that she's with child, she's lost her power

to transform.

So she can no longer change

into a warrior to defend herself?

I must help her.

Zzeben, take them back to the village.

Aura is my destiny.

Have a little water.

You've done well soldier.

Sire.

I think a promotion is in order.

Shall we say to sergeant?

Is that all?

You are ungrateful with my kindness.

Hissah Zul will grant you a fortune

and this piddling promotion is all you share.

Sharing is highly overrated.

Besides, Hissah Zul only offers me a sum.

Sir, the child is dead, my lord.

- What? - He lies!

If this is true you die where you stand.

Forgive me, I herd him into the rapids myself my lord.

No, Conan would never let the Prince of Hesmere die!

Conan has nothing to do with this.

Conan has everything to do with this

and I will have everything to do with you.

I will possess you my beautiful Amazon.

You will never have me.

I carry the child of Conan.

His child was to be mine, my son to rule Cimmeria forever.

Instead it is Conan once more.

The dream, dream, the dream, the dream was real after all.

Prepare your troops Zorga.

Conan will never see his son alive.

As you wish.

No!

So nice to see you again.

Get him!

Power of the Amazons, help me protect our friend.

Aura!

Aura, no, not again!

Talia!

Yes, my beloved Prada, it is I.

Our son is safe thanks to Conan.

For this the Amazons owe him for all eternity.

Bury your sadness this day Conan and forever more.

Think only of the life that Aura has give you.

You have a daughter Conan

and she will always be there to protect you,

as her mother before her.

Will I ever see my Amazon child again?

Yes, Conan, her name will be Aurora, Princess of Cimmeria.

You will meet her at the end of your quest.

We have far to go.