:09:02
No.
:09:04
In fact, if it weren't for sorcerers,
there wouldn't be any dragons.
:09:08
Once the skies were dotted with them.
:09:11
Magnificent horned backs,
leather wings,
:09:14
soaring in their hot-breath wind.
:09:18
I know this creature of yours...
:09:22
Vermithrax Pejorative.
:09:26
Look at these scales, these ridges.
:09:29
When a dragon gets this old,
it knows only pain, constant pain.
:09:35
It grows decrepit, crippled...
:09:38
pitiful... spiteful.
:09:43
Will you help us?
:09:47
Here. Good.
:09:49
Now let me go.
:09:53
No...
:09:55
No, not a bit too heavy.
:09:59
I'll conquer the highest mountain.
What say you, Galen?
:10:06
Speak up, boy. Hodge?
:10:09
Er... If you say so, sir.
:10:14
When I've gone,
see you keep your nose in your books
:10:18
and your hands out of my reagents.
:10:21
How far can you get? A league? Two?
:10:25
I'm not worried about the road.
:10:32
Tyrian.
:10:35
Good morrow.
:10:40
What do you want?
:10:43
Young Master Valerian,
:10:45
The question is,
what do you want so far from home?
:10:49
We're not afraid of you.
Give us the road.
:10:52
Why, the road is yours,
all the way to Urland.
:10:56
It's a long journey, isn't it?
:10:58
But when you're
in search of a sorcerer,