The Dead Lands Page #2

And then we both can die.

Stupid woman!

You think a dwarf's blood...

...will make them forgive me

for what I have done?

Yes!

Because he is a prize.

He is a prize!

Because he is everything...

...that you are not.

We are going south...

...leaving this place.

Good.

I do not want to share my glory with you.

Go.

Well...

...anyone else want to go with them?

No? Then move.

There is no glory lying here.

I feel there is something wrong,

with these lands.

So what of it?

The spirits cry at us...

...and yet, what can they do?

Curse us?

It is they who were cursed...

...not us.

We should rest.

The monster!

Run!

The fat one should be slow enough for you!

Bravado is pointless...

...look where it got you!

Ah, the novice.

Come here!

Die nobly!

Come on boy, don't tickle him!

Watch this.

Greet your ancestors from me.

You weren't very good today.

In fact, you were hopeless.

But next time, you'll be better.

My father was right.

He knew I was no warrior.

You don't say.

His death...

...was not a noble one.

How else should he have died?

Like an animal,

crawling away in the forest?

Is that how a warrior should die?

He fought, he died.

Noble?

That is what old men teach boys

so they will rush into death for their tribes.

But death is not noble.

Nor is life.

If you ask me...

...the gods have made this life...

...to take pleasure in our suffering.

Tough meat...

...hardly worth the effort.

You are getting worse.

Come, I'll show you something.

Your opponents will thank you

for a cleaner kill.

First...

...make them angry.

They lose focus.

Make a joke about their mother...

...that usually works for me.

Now, come at me.

Right here.

As hard as you can.

Their legs go like runny sh*t!

Then here, see?

Always keep the cord around your wrist...

...then it won't slip

when you come down hard.

You try.

I said do it!

Don't tickle me...

...I don't like it!

Again.

That's better!

Fire in the eyes now, eh boy?

You just needed a little encouragement.

Again!

Not bad.

Not very good either...

...but maybe enough.

Now sleep.

Tomorrow we run all day.

Follow me, now.

Move!

They're getting away!

That's what you think.

Run.

Remember what I taught you!

Where is the boy?

So you like boys, eh?

Before you die...

...the boy's father...

...wishes you well...

...and encourages me to spare you no pain.

Find the boy.

Now.

Brave warriors...

...get ready!

Where are you?

Kill this dog!

It is him!

The monster in the flesh.

Indeed it is.

Come, little one.

I'll teach you a lesson.

Your mother mates with dogs!

Dog!

Move!

Is that all you can do?

You must earn the right to dispatch us!

He is a demon!

Lord...

...you have been compromised!

Let's go!

Cowards!

Hunt what's in front of you, eh?

You can't kill me...

...I'm dead already.

Am I not?

Leave me be!

What is it?

They are judging me-

They cannot.

They are my ancestors.

They judge me.

Am I not dead?

You will live.

What is it, boy?

Why didn't you tell me...

...these were your tribe's lands?

What is it to you?

What does it matter at all?

They're all gone.

They are your ancestors...

...you should honour them.

You know nothing.

You are the last of your people.

Then we are the same, eh?

All I want is Wirepa.

We need to do something.

Like what?

We can't catch them now.

We are surrounded by your ancestors.

They will slow Wirepa down.

I won't.

You will.

I'm not eating those.

Yes you are.

You will talk to your ancestors.

Ask them to slow Wirepa down.

Why don't you then...

...if it's such a good idea.

This is your land.

These are your ancestors.

Why are you afraid?

They will not speak to me.

If Wirepa gets away...

...he will have beaten you as well as me.

What difference...

...does it make to you...

...dead things?

They moan, our ancestors...

...they call to us.

The dead are calling...

...pleading for revenge and we heed them.

Where are you going, you two?

Will they help us?

They already have.

We have angered the ancestors

of this place...

...they are punishing us for coming here.

Your fear will not stop my glory.

Do you hear me?

He truly is a demon.

He is glorious!

You don't deserve to fight him.

Faster.

Cursed, are we?

And yet the ground opens up to hide us.

Mother earth is alive!

Where are you going, you two?

We were travelling with companions...

...but became lost.

You might have seen them?

We've seen no one.

You're hurt.

My father fell...

...but I nursed him back to health.

I welcome you, little brother...

...to share our camp for the night.

Thank you, we will.

He doesn't talk much does he, your father?

What are you doing?

We should kill them.

I've no argument with them.

Then we should leave.

I thought you wanted to find Wirepa.

What does it matter to you?

You said to carry on was hopeless.

Why are you sad, little brother?

I miss my family.

But you're with your father.

The rest of my family.

I don't think he is your father.

Yes he is.

Perhaps we should take you back with us.

My father would find out the truth.

It would do you no good.

I know one thing...

...you are indeed a proud and brave warrior.

The boy confessed...

...you are not his father.

Stupid boy!

I might have known.

People don't enter the Dead Lands

unless they have to.

Unless they are very desperate.

Why are you here then?

Our own lands are empty of birds.

You should try eating less.

And what is it you want here...

...warrior?

Who are you?

Tell me.

Tell me who it is I'm touching.

So much pain this body has seen.

Has it seen many noble deeds...

...great warrior?

Keep going...

...and I may yet tell you my name.

You bear the mark of the dead tribe.

Don't touch me!

Yes.

Your tribe will be no more.

You will disappear like mist.

Come then, monster...

...if it is death you want.

Don't! Please!

You should not have come here.

Why?

Why would you do this?

What are you, a demon?

Are you even a man at all?

She would have told them.

What?

That I exist.

They would know I am but a man...

...and come to take my lands.

I know who you are...

...why do you not kill me?

I told you boy...

...I told you.

I was not honourable, I told you!

I said we should go!

This is your fault.

- Liar!

- Careful, boy.

You're an animal!

Not noble enough for you?

Not like you are.

My father taught me honour.

You should restore your own.

And where is your father now?

Where your people are.

You want to know about honour, boy?

My father asked me...

...to slay my whole family.

My wife...

...my children.

As repayment to an enemy.

I did it, to honour him and my tribe.

But the world is not honourable, boy.

Did the betrayal of your father

teach you nothing?

Do you hear me?

There is no nobility, just politics.

So...

...I killed everybody else, too.

I killed them all...

...in the night.

While they slept.

That is why people fear me.

The monster who killed his own tribe.

Do you hear me?

Do you hear?

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