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(Sighing)
That sun is hot.
I wish we could travel at night,
when it’s cooler.
We need the sun to follow our
front shadows, like Polleekin’s
riddle told us.
Look!
A fork in the trail!
Didn’t one of the riddles
mention something about twin
paths?
Yes, here!
"See the twin paths..."
"Beware of one sweet as the
spreading atop a scone!"
Hmm.
"Spreading atop a scone"?
Sounds like a warning.
But she doesn’t tell us which
path is the safe one.
Where’s Grumm?
He heard water ahead and went
to fill the canteen.
Shh!
(Buzzing)
(Painful yelping)
Sounds more like buzzing.
Or whimpering.
It’s Grumm!
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(Panting)
"Beware of the path sweet as
the spreading atop a scone."
Oh no!
Honey!
It’s bees!
(Buzzing)
Ooh, ow, ouch!
I’m trapped, Miss Rose.
Ow!
Ouch!
Grumm, sit still.
Hold on, Grumm!
Ow!
Ouch!
Ouch!
We’ll get you out of there.
(Gasping)
We’re surrounded!
Oh!
Ouch!
(Group shouting in pain)
Why aren’t they biting me?
Please, hurry!
It’s horrible!
Shh!
Don’t talk.
They only sting when you speak.
They must like my voice.
♪ You will find near Noonvale
♪ On the side of a hill
♪ When the summer is peaceful
and high ♪
♪ There where streamlets meander
the valley are still ♪
♪ ’Neath the blue of a calm,
cloudless sky ♪
Thank you, Rose.
You were marvellous.
Yes, Miss Rose could besing
any birds out in any trees.
And bees backing them!
Who needs a sword to defend
us when we have Rose’s voice?
Oh, nonsense.
And now that we know which path
is safe, we’d better hurry.
The sun is getting low.
A strange thing happened when
you started to sing, Rose.
I hardly noticed the bees.
All I heard was your voice.
I could listen to it forever.
(Seagulls squawking)
BALLAWGive welcome to the
Rambling Rosehip Players!
(Sinister laughing)
(Laughing)
This is the entertainment
we’ve been waiting for?
Aye!
That’s me mate Tibbar and his
bards!
A word of warning, mateyit’s
double bad luck to any who
tries to harm me magic friends.
See?
Hmm.
Cloggo, me old crab carcass.
Me jolly ol’ wavedog.
Top of the evening to you, what
what?
(Spoons rattling)
(Laughing)
If you are a magic rabbit,
show me some magic!
Huh?
(Laughing)
Rabbit, make more magic.
Attend me here.
Yon fox will disappear!
FELLDOHNo, no!
(Laughing)
Get ready.
Where is the best place for
the fox?
Locked up tight inside the box.
Where’s the best place for the
fox?
CROWDLocked up tight inside
the box!
(Laughing)
Others may search and seek in
vain, but the fox will never be
seen again.
Vanish!
Has the fox disappeared?
He is gone, my lord.
Well, if he really is gone,
I’m sure you won’t mind me
doing this!
(Gasping)
Huh?
Hold on, you treacherous scum!
(Thudding)
Nay, nay!
The fox is unharmed.
He is vanished.
The box is empty!
(Gasping)
Good luck.
Come on.
Any beast, have a go!
(Crowd chattering)
You see, with Tibbar the magic
rabbit, the magic is real!
(Gasping)
(Clapping)
(Laughing)
Oh!
Ah!
Oh!
(Giggling)
What is it like, being a
warrior?
I don’t know.
I won’t be a warrior until I
take my father’s sword back from
Badrang.
You’re a warrior now, silly.
(Giggling)
Ask any beast.
MARTINNo good asking them.
They’re sound asleep, like we
should be.
I can’t sleep.
Rose, tell me more about
where you come from.
Noonvale?
At dawn, the sunlight filters
like golden dust through the
sycamores, and the slopes are
carpeted with flowers of every
colour.
It sounds wonderful.
Maybe one day...
Oh, I do hope Brome and
Felldoh are all right.
Brome is young, but Felldoh
will look after him.
He’s a real warrior.
We’re all warriors now, like
it or not.
KEYLAOh, no, you don’t.
It’s me, you dunces!
I knew you’d come back!
Felldoh!
It’s good to see your
battered faces again, mates, but
we must be quick.
There may not be much time.
We’re ready.
I’ll get the others.
They’re all watching the
show.
We’ve been loosening the stone.
I think it’s ready to give way.
We did it!
(Laughing)
Well done, friend!
BARKJONSon!
Father!
Oh, my son!
I knew you wouldn’t let us down!
(Whistling)
Come on, let’s free everyone,
old bush tail.
Right!
(Grunting)
(Screaming)
Father, it’s your turn.
I’ll go, when the last sl*ve
is free.
He’s too stubborn for his own
good.
Like father, like son.
(Gentle music playing)
No, no, no, not I!
One so young and pretty as me is
far too fair to die.
Come quick!
The slaves are escaping!
Raise the alarm!
(Crowd yelling)
(Bell ringing)
(Crowd chattering)
BADRANGFind your weapons,
you addle-brained scum, and get
to the sl*ve compound.
Quick!
(Crowd yelling)
Dearie me!
The little slaves are all
running off!
(Laughing)
This is all your fault,
Clogg!
You and your magic friend!
Hold him here!
I’ll take care of him later.
Well, old Ro, I’d say
it’s time for Plan Two, what?
What’s Plan Two?
(Yelping)
Run for it!
(Giggling)
(Crowd yelling)
Oh!
Look out, Felldoh!
Here they come!
(Gasping)
There’s no time to dig up the
weapons.
Then we’ll use whatever we
can lay our paws on.
Get as many over the wall as you
can.
I’ll try to hold them off.
(Laughing)
I’m sorry, ma’am, only the
fittest can survive the drop.
Please, free my grandson.
He’s never been beyond these
walls.
(Screaming)
CLOGGAhoy!
Hold hard!
Love to stay, Cloggo, old
stoat.
But you know how it is.
It ain’t friendly like,
running off so soon.
How’s about some more magic?
(Laughing)
Ready.
Why, certainly, me old wave
walloper.
How do you like to see me vanish
the whole troupe?
Cart and all!
Arg!
’Tis impossible, matey!
Ladies and gentlebeasts,
goodbye!
Huh?
(Growling)
Stop him!
It’s a trick!
Of course, it’s a trick, old
stoat.
I told you it was!
Get him, you dolts.
Rush him!
Come on!
Who’s next, you stick and
butter cowards?
Drive him back, you mudworms!
(Crowd yelling)
(Crowd screaming)
We can’t hold out much
longer!
Escape while you can, father!
(Groaning)
(Gasping)
Oh, father!
(Panting)
(Laughing)
Hey, hero!
Watch this!
No!
(Yelling)
(Laughing)
(Spear striking)
(Groaning)
Rush them!
(Groaning)
Still alive.
Be well, my friend.
Father?
Get Barkjon out of here,
young’un, and save the others.
Do as I say, Felldoh!
(Crowd yelling)
You heard him.
The time is now!
Don’t let his sacrifice be for
nothing, Felldoh!
Aren’t you coming?
They need me here.
But--
Good luck!
Ah!
What ho, chaps!
(Grunting)
Hmm.
Guess there’s no more beasts
a-coming?
Hurry along, now!
There’s a posse of pirates hot
on our tails.
Steady!
Steady.
BADRANGAfter them!
Jump!
Now!
BADRANGJump!
Jump, you lily-livered toads!
(Grumbling)
I said, "jump"!
(Crowd chattering)
(Yelling)
Huh?
Oof!
(Yelling)
Mudworm!
Ah.
Fools!
I’m surrounded by fools!
BALLAWOnward, and away!
(Distant voices speaking)
Huh?
(Yawning)
PALLUMSit still, grumpy!
This will take the itch away
from the bee stings!
Ooh, worser than ye little
peskers is putting them stingers
there!
There!
That does it.
You’ll thank me later.
Ha!
MARTINMorning!
Ah!
Breakfast!
Oh, I’m starving!
Hmm.
(Giggling)
Mmm!
Cool, fresh water!
MIRDOPI see you!
Beware!
Oh, no, not another thing!
Shh.
MIRDOPGo back, small ones!
Leave my path!
Who are you?
MIRDOPI am the Mirdop!
I see all!
None can pass me.
Go back!
We are peaceful travellers on
a journey to Noonvale.
We mean no harm!
Keep him talking!
I’ll find out where he is.
MIRDOPBe still, or I will
slay you all.
For I am the Mirdop!
MARTINAnd I am Martin the
Warrior!
Let us pass!
MIRDOPOne warrior is
nothing to the Mirdop!
(Bird call squawking)
We are not one, but four
warriors!
I am Rose, the, uh... Slayer of
Noonvale!
Uh, um, I am Pallum the
Mighty!
I be Grumm, uh, the Growler!
And I make soup out of Mirdops!
(Growling)
MIRDOPNo beast passes the
Mirdop!
Go back, or die!
(Screaming)
He’s got Martin!
Charge!
(Grunting)
Whoa!
Oof!
(Gasping)
Oh, no!
(Screaming)
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