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Please.
It's a human boy.
A kid? What's he doing here?
Well, he's in a cage. He's either in trouble
or he is trouble.
We have to assume the former, Luzum.
We're a rescue party now.
These are hallowed lands of the Loyal Fury.
Protected by the great Oriel.
We offer you one chance...
Follow my lead!
Tally, no fire.
It matters not! You are mine.
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.
Marvelous.
Probably to be sacrificed to Tiamat.
We're going to help you.
No. No, no. Stay back. Stay back.
- She's coming - It's okay.
She's coming!
- Amid astahii! - Mora! Mora!
- How did he move so fast? - I'm sorry.
- I-I didn't... - I knew it.
- You're gonna burn, kid. - Stop.
I've had worse.
Come with me, kid.
Mora...
We just need a minute alone.
What we need is a cleric.
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. - Lies! Lies!
Lies! Lies!
Lies!
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.
I wasn't always a Paladin of Torm.
Most of these scars are from fights I started.
I very nearly killed 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.
I don't always win.
It reminds me I'm not alone.
Maybe it will help you.
Hold on to it until you reach Oriel.
They found us.
You really think this...
Oriel will know how to help me?
- Hurry! - Quiet! I need to focus.
What in the Nine Hells...
Oh...
Mora, get him inside.
We'll hold them off.
Good luck, kid.
No, no, no.
We have to go. We have to leave now.
It's going to be okay.
Oriel, this is Solon.
He bears a terrible curse.
Calm yourself, child.
You're safe here.
She's getting loud.
Oriesj C'hazh. Rhyst ah. Rhyst ah plythu.
No, no stay back.
This thing inside me doesn't like you at all.
The wicked do tend to fear me.
I will take whatever is inside you
and destroy it.
I... donโt want it to hurt you.
Your kindness is precisely what makes you worthy
of being freed.
They're coming through.
Incoming!
Tally, we need fire!
Okay. Get out of the way. Here we go.
They don't know what they're doing.
There are too many. Tally, no!
Tally.
Fire! Now!
Finally.
Astahii plythu nah.
Loaw tah nah! Plythu tah! Vorae...
Solon. Solon, say something.
It's...
quiet.
Whatever this is, it's loud.
Unpleasant.
You carried this in you for years...
Impressive.
Every dragon...
is a gateway...
I-I can't...
hold it in.
Run. Run!
Gods.
That's a whole lot of dragon.
Tiamat.
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.
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