Conan: You look like a harlot. Tamara: Yes. And apparently I'm the only woman you've ever met who isn't one.
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Conan: I live, I love, I slay, and I am content.
The sword we make will be yours one day. But before you wield it, you must first understand it.
Conan: Run from me... and I will tear apart the mountains to find you! I will follow you to Hell!
Conan: Find her a weapon and leather armor. I think he likes you.
Khalar Zym: Behold... and despair... your new master!
Corin: You're not ready for this sword.
Conan: I live, I love, I slay, and I am content.
Conan: Run from me... and I will tear apart the mountains to find you! I will follow you to Hell!
Khalar Zym: Behold... and despair... your new master!
Corin: You're not ready for this sword.
Corin: The sword we make will be yours one day. But before you wield it, you must first understand it.
Khalar Zym: Barbarian, your son has courage. But my daughter has talents as well.
Khalar Zym: Barbarian, there's no shame in kneeling before me.
Ela-Shan: You're calm for somebody who's about to die.
Artus: Stay and fight, you pink-bellied motherless goat-lovers!
Marique: The pureblood is close. I can taste her in the air.
Tamara: My master said I would meet you. He said our paths would merge.
Marique: Not to fear, Father. He will tell me his secrets. They all tell me their secrets.
Artus: He has the heart of a king, the loyalty of a bloodhound.
Artus: May you find what you seek, Conan.
Marique: It is she. The pureblood descendent of the Necromancers of Acheron.
Conan: Cimmerian women dress as warriors. Give her the leather and the armor.
Khalar Zym: Barbarian! You're too late. She belongs to me!
Corin: What is most important when making a sword, fire or ice? Young Conan: Fire. Young Conan: ... Ice? Corin: Are you sure? Corin: Fire... and ice. That is the mystery of steel.
Corin: The first to circle the hills and return, the egg unbroken, earns the right to fight with the warriors. Corin: Oh, by Crom, boy. What are you waiting for?
Corin: You're still all fire, boy... Corin: No! Slow down! Find your footing.
Conan: Prisoners of Messantia! The key to your freedom sits in your captain's gut. Lucius: You gave me your word! You swore you'd spare my life! Conan: I said *I* would not kill you.
Tamara: Will you escort me to Hyrkania? Conan: We will wait for Khalar. Tamara: We? There is no we. I will go to Hyrkania as my master instructed. Conan: I said, we will wait. Tamara: I said, I will go to Hyrkania.
Conan: That's the name of the man who killed my father. Artus: Zym? Do you know who that is? I am told he's the angel of death. Conan: I leave tonight to pursue him in Shaipur. Artus: We can sail as far as the bay near the Shaipur Outpost. Conan: You can wait for me there. Artus: Wait? I'm not your serving maid. I will go with you. Conan: Not this time, Artus. This is something I must do alone.
Artus: The gods are cruel. Conan: Blast the gods. This was not their doing. It was I who failed.
Tamara: Why must I be tied up? Conan: Keep quiet and do as you're told.
Tamara: Why would you save me only to tie me up? Conan: Khalar's a hard man to find. If I possess you, he must come to me. Tamara: Possess? I am not your property. Conan: Go to sleep. Tamara: I take instruction from no man.
Conan: You look like a harlot. Tamara: Yes. And apparently I'm the only woman you've ever met who isn't one.
Tamara: Charming man, your friend. Artus: Most men are born to mother's milk. His first taste was of his mother's blood.
