Dragonheart 3: The Sorcerer's Curse Page #2

Pox me. A dragon.

Gold.

Fetch the sorcerer!

No, you don't. That's mine!

No!

Shade by day, bright by night,

to do my will

in full moon's light!

Brothers.

Our greatest weapon is now at hand.

It's a sign! It's a sign!

It took me an hour to brew that!

I'm sure making poison

takes great patience.

Poison?

This is to keep you

from getting sick.

What is this place?

All that remains of the collected

knowledge of the druids.

They're our prophets

and our oracles.

I was an apprentice

with the White Circle,

preparing to take

the Great Trial

and earn this robe.

That's when Brude

began his reign of terror,

and the druids were killed.

Brude.

That sorcerer?

I need to find him.

He has the dragon's eggs.

Yes.

And they're very valuable.

There's no telling

what he might do with them.

But save your strength.

The time to face Brude

will come soon enough,

now that you're on our side.

I'm on no one's side but my own.

Are you sure?

Look.

The druids prophesized that a

favorable omen would show in the sky.

And it has.

A dragon has returned

to our lands,

and I believe it

brought you to us.

It saved your life.

You've been chosen.

A sign.

A dragon was sometimes known to

share its heart with an ailing

human who'd earned its respect.

You selflessly

protected its eggs.

Could this be dangerous?

I don't know.

I'm just an apprentice.

Right now I'm learning

the unknotting spell.

The knots

are supposed to disappear.

I was once an apprentice.

A squire.

Before you became a knight.

Yes.

Oh, I knew it!

The way you handled this blade.

And how you stood up

to those savages.

You're a knight of the Old Code.

Old Code?

Uh, Merlin, the first druid,

kept company with dragons

over 400 years ago.

They helped the king named Arthur

bring peace to the whole isle.

The first dragons taught the

knights a code of honor.

"A knight is sworn to valor.

"His heart knows only virtue.

"His blade..."

Well, the rest is illegible,

it just says, "his blade."

Defends the helpless.

So you do know it.

Yes.

We recite it every day.

Lorne. Is that

wall-crawler awake?

Wall-crawler?

That's Rhonu.

You want my advice?

Just nod and say, yes.

I told you to keep

the southerner bound.

Stay back!

Rhonu, he can help us.

He's a knight, and the dragon saved him...

He's no knight.

I am, and have

no quarrel with you.

Now let me pass

and I'll be on my way.

Kill the boy

if you think it will help.

Wait!

You need our help to find Brude.

What if he could help us?

What if he could get the dragon

to fight on our side?

Not poison.

Ah.

My uncle and I cut down

five more bodies.

Brude has driven every

village into hiding

and hanged

the able-bodied men

who won't join his army.

We only want to live in peace.

But between him

and your accursed wall...

Lorne says this creature

saved your life.

Is it true?

Has a dragon

come from the stars?

And with nine eggs.

How will you convince it

to take up our cause?

When dragons were alive,

they served mankind.

Knights had a special bond with them.

We're chosen.

It's southern hogwash.

It was fate that

brought me to the dragon.

Perhaps it's fate

that our causes unite.

Each noose

yields a string

that I will shoot back

at Brude

in the name of the dead.

This one is for my mother.

Show us this dragon.

This way.

I can feel him!

It's moving.

Whoa!

My heart.

And your heart.

Is one heart, yes?

Me, Gareth.

Me, strong.

Good. Good human.

Uh...

The others, savages. Bad.

Really awful, evil, smelly...

I shared my heart

with the village idiot.

You talk?

And you're a male dragon.

But you lay eggs.

Don't make assumptions.

The eggs are not mine.

I'm their guardian.

No offense meant.

And I didn't know

dragons could talk.

We can't.

At least not like this.

You did this to me.

When our hearts were shared,

I suddenly found

words in my mouth.

Do you have a name?

Back home I am called,

Hissyoxyillammochogannatoss.

So...

How about something simpler?

Uh, I know.

You're a dragon.

How about Drago?

Drago.

Drago.

It'll do.

Why did you save me?

For your mercy.

The young dragons,

sit in their shells.

Without thinking of yourself,

you saved them.

Gareth. Great!

No, no, no.

It's all right.

They're friends.

They're friends.

Me, human.

You, dragon.

Been through that, thank you.

It speaks!

A witness

to a dragon and knight

sharing a heart.

A knight?

You?

Yes.

Sir Gareth.

Very well.

I can use a knight

to help me rescue the eggs.

In the wrong hands,

a great harm can be done with them.

Follow me.

Why don't you fly down

and burn them all to a cinder?

Watch.

Hurry! It's coming!

Keep the fires stoked.

You heard that!

Downwind!

I'll take a tongue for

every one that goes out!

The sorcerer has cursed me.

By day or by the light

of a torch,

I become ghostly.

If you can darken some torches,

I can get the eggs back and fulfill

my duty to raise the dragons

as friends to mankind.

And if we return

the eggs to you,

will you help us

defeat these savages?

Gladly.

Intruder!

Intruder!

Prepare!

Oil!

Fire!

Soon, my child.

You will understand

what I have in store for you.

Hmm.

Paint can't hide your true skin.

A southerner?

So far from home.

What brings you over the wall?

Are you a spy?

Ah.

You like my treasures?

I prayed

that the prophecy

would bring me one dragon

that I could make my own.

Stay down.

But nine?

They will grow up knowing me

as their only master,

and when their wings are strong,

they will fly over your wall

and show your people

the horror they've shown mine.

Tie him to the tree.

This is what happens to those

who stand against

the tide of the moon!

They share each other's pain.

Water!

Bonded,

just like Merlin said.

If you die,

so does the dragon.

So valuable.

Brude chose the moon

to be his spirit guide.

When it ebbs, at dawn,

his powers will be

at his weakest.

Sleep now, Mother Moon.

Swell thy belly to

bring upon a blacker night.

Come.

We're going hunting.

I can bring forth a fog

so thick it will

hide your movements,

yet so natural

they'll never suspect it's me.

You better be worth

a hundred crowns,

or I'm frying the lot of you.

Lorne.

Here.

I can do this.

Earth and water,

blackest bog,

water and air,

white as fog.

White as fog!

White as fog!

What's this?

Sorcery!

Horses from the trees!

Brace yourselves, men!

Get out of the way!

I'll take that.

Catch!

Ha! Ha!

You'll need more

than smoke tricks, runt.

Ha!

Ha!

Stop.

We'll wait for my uncle here.

We should keep

moving while we can.

Where I come from,

when you have the advantage,

you use it.

Wait!

Lorne! Lorne!

Are you hurt?

Sorcery has a cost.

Even when you get it right.

Here, get up.

The younger you are,

the more it drains your energy.

Drago.

Thank you for saving them.

Daylight burns.

I must stay in the shadows.

Did you see that?

He jumped.

And what good is a dragon

powerless beneath the sun?

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