me!
Wait, Conan, wait!
Do you have the treasure?
Bring it to me.
Reserves to guard the palace.
There must be hundreds of them
around it. We can't get in there.
Well, you can't say we didn't try.
- The front gate can't be the only way in.
- Oh, it isn't...
Malak?
At the bottom, behind the waterfall,
there's an entrance.
It used to be an exit. My cousin's sister's
brother dug his way out there,
when he was a prisoner in Shadizar.
Today is your birthday.
All of Shadizar is celebrating.
Drink.
To life. To Dagoth.
To Dagoth.
Oh, Dagoth, god of gods.
My cousin's sister's brother
never said anything about bars.
How do we get back up?
The bars were put up after
your sister's brother's cousin escaped!
Cousin's sister's brother. How many
times do I have to tell you that?
- You said your sister's brother's cousin!
- Who cares who it is?
What difference does it make?
At the first sign of life in our god,
the girl must be sacrificed.
Or, as the scrolls of Skelos say,
a catastrophe will befall us.
Oh, Dagoth, god of gods.
Power above all power.
Kill her!
Save the girl!
Kill her! Kill her! She must be sacrificed.
No!
Get back!
Down the steps!
No!
Run!
His horn is his life! Tear out the horn!
Zula.
I need a captain of the guards.
I see no reason why a woman
wouldn't do as well as a man.
- You.
- Me?
Come here.
I understand that every king or queen
must have a fool.
- Do I qualify?
- More than qualify.
Will the world's greatest
wizard come forward, please?
At your service.
One cannot rule without wisdom.
- Let me instruct you in the fine art of...
- Later.
Rule Shadizar with me.
I will have my own kingdom,
my own queen.
So it was that Conan
mourned his lost Valeria.
At length, he sought adventure
in distant lands
and trod the jewelled thrones of
the earth beneath his sandalled feet,
until at last he found his own kingdom
and wore his crown
upon a troubled brow.
Visiontext Subtitles: Sarah EmeryBetween the years
when the oceans drank Atlantis
and the rise of the sons of Arius,
there was an age undreamed of,
when shining kingdoms
lay spread across the world.
Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian,
sword in hand.
It is I, his chronicler,
who knows well his saga.
Now, let me tell you of
the days of high adventure.
- Ithink we made the merchant angry.
- Are you surprised?
- But we didn't steal everything he had.
- We didn't have time.
- Why aren't they trying to kill us?
- Maybe they want to capture us,
then torture us to death.
Conan, help!
- Do you know who Iam?
- Taramis.
- Queen Taramis.
- Not my queen.
You have a queen?
But you are a Cimmerian.
The Cimmerians have no rulers.
You're a barbarian.
You live free in the world.
You owe allegiance to no one.
ls that not so?
It is and it always will be.
- What do you want?
- Ineed your help.
- No.
- No?
You don't know what Id give you
if you help me.
You have nothing that Iwant.
You were praying, Conan.
What were you praying for?
Look at the shrine.
See what you were praying for.
What is there, Conan?
Think.
Show me the desire in your deepest heart.
- Valeria!
- Where is this Valeria?
- With Crom.
- Your god.
She sits by the side of my god.
What Iwant, you cannot give me.
- Yes, Ican.
- You can bring back the dead?
Do as I ask of you and I will.
Wake.
- And remember.
- Tell me what I must do.
Soon.
Conan! Look!
Doesn't that animal look familiar?
I think it does. Im sorry about
what happened the last time.
They love us!
We will drink to Dagoth,
the dreaming god.
- What do you want me to do for you?
- To bring back the woman you love?
Yes.
It is written in the scrolls of Skelos
that a woman child born with a certain
mark must make a perilous journey.
It is her destiny.
My niece Jehnna has such a mark.
- I want you to take her on that journey.
- To where?
Jehnna will show you.
From the day she was born,
she's been prepared for this.
There is a key she must