Come here!
Get off.
My master said I would meet you.
He said our paths would merge.
You're the one Khalar Zym seeks.
I know nothing about it.
Those were his men chasing you.
They attacked our monastery.
So, will you escort me to Hyrkania?
We will wait for Khalar.
We? There is no we.
I will go to Hyrkania as my master instructed.
I said, we will wait.
I said, I will go to Hyrkania.
Why must I be tied up?
Keep quiet and do as you're told.
What are you going to do with him?
I will wait for him to awaken.
I wanna look him in the eyes when I Kill him.
Do you have a name?
My name is Tamara Amaliat Jorvi Karushan.
And yours is?
Conan.
That's it?
How many names do I need?
Why would you save me only to tie me up?
Khalar's a hard man to find.
If I possess you, he must come to me.
Possess? I am not your property.
Go to sleep.
I take instruction from no man.
I am a monk of the Order of Shaipur.
My people have never been conquered by anyone the likes of you
and I'm not about to...
Open.
What?
Quiet.
Still no word from Remo and his scouts?
They're gone. Remo will bring her here. He has never disappointed me.
The prize is near, Father.
Soon you will have not only the mask, but the blood to ill it.
Marique, how your mother yearned for the sorcery of Acheron.
Imagine the secrets she will bring back from the realm of the dead.
And imagine how indomitable I will become when she's once again by my side.
Father...
If the girl is lost, or the ritual fails...
It will not fail.
If it does...
It will not!
Your mother will return to me.
My powers are growing inside of me.
My mother's blood flows through me.
I can help you uncover the secrets of Acheron,
just as she did.
I can have them all kneeling before you,
just as I kneel before you now.
My Marique, you are like your mother.
In so many ways.
But you are not her.
Here. Drink.
The truth this time. Why does Khalar want you?
I am a simple monk. I am of no value to a warlord.
She's lying!
It's her blood. Her blood is special. She's last of the bloodline of Acheron.
Wait.
Don't kill him yet.
You are mistaken.
That bloodline ended a thousand years ago.
You lie, whore.
You can kill him now.
No, please.
For her, I can get you a king's ransom. It is true.
Khalar has been searching for a pureblood descendant for 20 years.
Then we will wait for Khalar.
No. He will not come this way.
Zym will be camped in the Shaipur Ravine waiting for me.
I can show you.
Yeah.
Come.
Come on!
You see? I speak the truth.
If you want, he will give your weight in gold for this woman.
I will arrange everything. I will deliver the message.
Yes, you will.
Remo returns.
What does it say?
"The Shaipur Outpost at midday".
"Come alone."
It's hers.
You're bold, Northerner.
I admire courage, even when it's foolish.
Your reward.
-I do not want your gold. -No?
Then what?
I want your head.
Yes, of course you do.
Kill him.
Then bring me the pureblood.
Conan!
Come on!
Who are you?
You left me behind to watch my father die.
Cimmerian.
That was your chance, boy. You won't get another.
Wouldn't your father be ashamed of you?
Yeah.
Come on!
Huh? Boy?
Run!
No!
By Mitra, jump!
I had him.
Artus, I had him.
The gods are cruel.
Blast the gods. This was not their doing.
It was I who failed.
Are the tales they tell true?
Does he have eyes red as fire and a hide of golden scales?
He is just a man.
Then it is he who has failed.
In fact, you may be the only man in Hyboria to fight Khalar Zym and live.
I need to go ashore and find him.
After I go, you must take her some place safe.
She saved my life.
For that, she has my loyalty.
Then she has mine as well.
Charming man, your friend.
Most men are born to mother's milk.
His first taste was of his mother's blood.
He was battle born.
So all he can do is kill?
Oh, no. He has the heart of a king,
me loyalty of a bloodhound.
The Barbarians may be warriors,
but they do not sacrifice their children or enslave their allies
like the priests and princes of the Civilized world.
As for his manners...
You look like a harlot.
Yes. And apparently I'm the only woman you've ever met who isn't one.
Cimmerian women dress as warriors.
Give her the leather and the armor.
I think he likes you.
Wake up! Wake up!
All hands on deck!
No!
How many Cimmerians died at the edge of that blade?
Catch !
Not bad.
Farewell, good friend.
May you find what you seek, Conan.
It would seem our friend has forgotten his map of the shoreline.
You should take it to him.
And say goodbye.
We set sail at dawn.
Don't be late.
You should go back to the ship.
Do you ever wonder if our actions serve some plan?
Some purpose spun by the gods?
Or are we all just doomed to chaos and ruin?
I know not and I care not.
I live, I love, I slay, and I am content.
Goodbye.
Conan!
The elusive one. Welcome.
You have made a mistake. I am not the person you are looking for.
It is she.
The pureblood descendent of the Necromancers of Acheron.
I'm looking for a thief.
Argalon is a city of thieves.
I'm looking for a thief named Ela-Shan.
Who are you to ask, Barbarian?
Stand down, you fools!
Fast as Yezud, he will gut you like a fish.
I owe this man my life.
Well, Ela-Shan, you will have your chance to repay it.
Come.
This is madness.
Breaking into Khalar Zym's fortress
is like reaching under a sleeping dragon to steal her eggs.
Why go in?
There's a woman inside.
She must be really pretty.
My mother wore this gown on her wedding day. It flatters you.
I'm not your mother.
No? But you will be.
Imagine that your body is a vessel.
And your soul is the water that fills it.
When your blood seeds the mask, my father will empty you.
Then l welcome death.
Your death shall herald a new age of Acheron.
The spirits I raise will melt flesh from the bones of kings.
And my wife will make me a god,
and we will cast all rivals into oceans of blood.
Please. I beg you one last time. Do not do this. Let us turn back.
Come on.
Did you know I met your Barbarian when he was a boy?
Thai I look this Sword from him?
I'm told Cimmerian steel is sharper and harder than any other,
that when it cuts, the pain is close to pleasure.
I know that will please you.
That was the last gate.
I told you, you see? I told you I can get you in.
You!
A feast for my sword.
No! A feast for the Dweller!
Hey!
-Watch Out! -No! No!
Conan!
Conan, watch out!
No! Hey!
Conan!
Oh, shit!
-Get me out of here! -Use a key!
-I can't! I dropped them! -Then pick the lock!
With what?
Hey! Help me!
Careful! Be careful!
Drop!
Hey! Hey!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Hey! Help me. Hey!
Get me out of here!
I'm dying! I'm gonna die!
You scream like a woman.
I think it's this way. Hey, hey, wait for me.
Yeah, I think he's headed to Skull Cave.
I see no more locks down there.
Your debt is paid.
Farewell, my friend.
If you ever need me again, you know where to find me!
As a victorious Barbarian sword once shattered the mask,
so shall a vanquished Barbarian sword revive it.
Pureblood.
Behold
and despair
your new master.
Maliva!
My queen!
Hear my call!
Barbarian.
I don't like you anymore.
Jump to the ledge!
Get up! Hide!
That was your chance, Khalar.
And you won't get another.
I smell you.
Conan!
Barbarian!
You're too late. She belongs to me!
Die!
Get out! Tamara, run! Run!
I'm going to kill you with your own father's blade.
You are not worthy of my father’s sword.
Come.
Come on.
Get up.
Go!
Run!
Barbarian! I'm coming for you!
Tamara!
Maliva!
I summon you here.
His witch possesses me.
I can't fight her.
No!
Drop me, Conan, please!
Once again, the little Cimmerian boy is caught holding a chain.
Let me go!
Boy.
There is no shame in kneeling before me.
Conan, please!
She will live forever.
Drop the chain.
Let go of the chain, Conan.
And let another die in your place?
Like your father?
Drop me!
I warned him that one day
I would become a god.
And my father warned you, god or not...
Let me go!
...you will fall!
Maliva!
Give me your hand.
Thank you for bringing me home.
I know you have to leave.
Live well, Tamara.
Till we meet again.
This sword we make will be yours one day.
But before you wield it you must understand it.