LEANDER has already been to Nightmarket in search of URS KNIEPPSON, the Skovlan warlock who has been hunting the Reconciled for unknown reasons. Now he is in Crow’s Foot. The streets are dark. Poorly lit. This is not a nice area – he’s travelling alone and he could easily run into either Lampblacks or Red Sashes. LEANDER looks up and realises that he has reached his destination – the Old Forge Tavern. The sign above is worn and cracked – it carries the symbol of an anvil and hammer. LEANDER heads for the door.
CUT TO – INTERIOR – OLD FORGE TAVERN
The bar is a crude mix of old wood, aging iron and rough-hewn stone. Nevertheless, there is a warm inviting glow coming a nearby hearth and a heavy-set Skovlan bartender named GUNNAR is pouring a thick ale from a barrel into a tankard while a brawny customer waits.
Only a few loyal patrons frequent the tavern at this time and they cluster in small groups. All appear to be working class. The majority look like Skovlanders. LEANDER stands out as he enters the bar as his clothing is much finer than that of the locals, and he is physically smaller.
Quickly surveying the place, LEANDER makes his way over to the bar, waits for the customer to be given his ale and then offers a smile to GUNNAR.
LEANDER:
(gesturing to the drink that the customer has accepted) Another one of those, if you please.
GUNNAR seems faintly surprised, but he gets a fresh tankard and starts pouring. Time passes. When the tankard is full, he places it on the bar and stares at LEANDER.
LEANDER produces some coins onto the bar.
LEANDER:
Is this enough?
GUNNAR takes two coins and leaves the others. He still says nothing. LEANDER takes the tankard and sips at the drink. It’s very strong stuff but he doesn’t choke.
LEANDER:
It’s good. (conversationally) I’m looking for Urs Knieppson. I was told that he might be here.
GUNNAR looks hard at LEANDER, then looks past him as if confirming that he is here alone.
GUNNAR:
What do you want with Urs?
LEANDER:
(quickly) He’s not in any trouble. I understand that he is looking for something. A friend suggested that I might be able to help.
GUNNAR’s stern face is unreadable. He appears unimpressed.
GUNNAR:
(at last) You are prepared to wait?
LEANDER nods. GUNNAR turns away from LEANDER and calls over to ULF IRONBORN who is sitting with HAVID and MAGNI at a nearby table. All three of the Skovlanders are big – much bigger than LEANDER.
GUNNAR speaks in Skovic. Subtitles appear in Akorosian for the benefit of the uneducated viewer.
GUNNAR:
(in Skovic) Ulf, this whelp wants to talk to Urs.
ULF IRONBORN looks up from his tankard and frowns. He glares at LEANDER, then gets slowly to his feet. ULF IRONBORN is broad-shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is shaved on the sides but is mane-like elsewhere. He is armed both with sword and dagger.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Skovic, to GUNNAR) Who is he? Did he come alone?
LEANDER:
(in halting Skovic) I’m Leander, and yes, I came alone.
ULF IRONBORN walks over to the bar, faintly amused. He has a swagger about him, partly because he has already drunk a lot of ale and partly because he is ULF IRONBORN (oh fear his name for he is large and scary)
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Skovic, to LEANDER) Where did you learn to speak our language?
LEANDER:
(in slightly more fluent Skovic) From my father, and some of his friends. He was a merchant.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Skovic, very surprised) A merchant? Are you saying that you, and your father were friends of my people?
LEANDER frowns. He understands the intent of the question but he hasn’t spoken Skovic in a number of years.
LEANDER:
(in halting Skovic) My father was a …. craftsman.
(switches back to Akorosian) He had no enemies amongst the Skovlanders. At least, none that I know of.
ULF IRONBORN:
(switches to Akorosian) Ah…. and now you wish to speak with Urs. (he gestures to HAVID and MAGNI) We will… keep you company until Urs arrives. Yes?
LEANDER nods. He looks a little uncomfortable given the physical size of the Skovlanders.
WIPE TO – INTERIOR – OLD FORGE TAVERN
The table that ULF IRONBORN, HAVID, MAGNI and LEANDER are sitting at is half covered in empty tankards of ale. The centre of the table is littered with dice and examples of LEANDER’s silver jewellery. Some are of Skovlander design. Others are Iruvian.
MAGNI roars with laughter as ULF IRONBORN picks up two pieces of Skovlander jewellery and drunkenly scrutinises each. He finally chooses one.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Skovic) This one…. is real.
LEANDER:
(shakes his head and replies in fluent Skovic) My father made that one. And this one – (he points a finger to the other piece in Ulf’s hand) – this one I made.
ULF IRONBORN picks up the other piece of jewellery and gives it a hard look. MAGNI laughs even louder.
ULF IRONBORN throws down the pieces and is suddenly irate.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Skovic) Trickery. No, I will not –
HAVID sits forward.
HAVID:
(in Skovic, less drunk than the others) Ulf, you gave your word.
ULF IRONBORN gives a roar of disgust and gets to his feet, stalking off in the direction of the bar to buy another round.
HAVID:
(switching to Akorosian, he counsels LEANDER) You may be skilled, but I think Ulf’s patience is reaching its limits. Be warned….
LEANDER listens drunkenly. He is clearly inebriated.
LEANDER:
Is Urs coming?
HAVID:
(returning to Skovic) Who can say? Not I. Maybe he will. Maybe he won’t.
LEANDER groans. He has understood the gist of it. He looks at the ceiling, worried that this has all been a waste of time. As he sits back, MAGNI notices the pistol that LEANDER is carrying underneath his coat. It’s no ordinary pistol. It’s one of the firearms that the Emporium Crew stole from the Imperial Cruiser and it’s a military grade weapon. MAGNI stops laughing. He waits until ULF IRONBORN is back in earshot before confronting LEANDER. (GUNNAR is pouring fresh tankards of ale)
MAGNI:
(in Akorosian) That’s a nice pistol that you have there.
ULF IRONBORN sits down heavily. He seems to have forgotten his anger for the time being. He is quite drunk.
MAGNI:
(in Skovic, speaking quickly) Brothers, this man is more than he appears. He carries a sidearm with the symbol of the Imperial Military imprinted upon it.
ULF IRONBORN is too drunk to properly comprehend but HAVID’s gaze becomes hard.
HAVID:
(in Akorosian) Where did you get that pistol, friend?
LEANDER gives HAVID a cold stare.
LEANDER:
(in Skovic) Where … is … Urs?
There is a sudden silence at the table. HAVID and MAGNI seem about to leap on LEANDER but ULF IRONBORN hasn’t given them a signal to act due to his drunkenness. LEANDER is getting cranky as he feels that he is being conned. He hasn’t picked up the danger that he’s in. HAVID and MAGNI are wondering if LEANDER works for Imperials and the Skovlanders hate them the Imperials because of the Unity War and years of oppression. They are ready to throw themselves at LEANDER at the slightest sign from ULF IRONBORN.
Instead ULF IRONBORN lets out an almighty belch as GUNNAR arrives with four tankards of ale.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Akorosian) I kept … my word.
LEANDER nods drunkenly.
LEANDER:
(in Skovic, tiredly) Next round is mine….
HAVID and MAGNI still seem ready to leap upon LEANDER but neither LEANDER nor ULF IRONBORN seem to notice. ULF IRONBORN acknowledges LEANDER’s statement with a drunken nod. HAVID and MAGNI sit back slightly. They glance at each other and decide to bide their time.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Skovic) So, friend…. Do you have a name?
LEANDER’s laugh is a short chuckle.
LEANDER:
(in Skovic) It’s Leander.
There is no recognition on ULF IRONBORN’s face. To the Skovlanders, LEANDER is a nobody.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Skovic, looking suddenly less drunk) I’m Ulf, son of Ulfnir. And these are my kinsmen -
LEANDER nods respectfully. He has no idea that Ulf is actually ULF IRONBORN. Even if Ulf introduced himself as ULF IRONBORN, LEANDER is drunk enough that he might not figure out just how dangerous this individual is.
HAVID:
(in Skovic) Havid, son of Brecca.
MAGNI:
(in Skovic) Magni, son of Atgeir.
LEANDER:
(in Skovic) A pleasure to meet you all.
HAVID:
(in Akorosian) Now that we are all friends, will you tell us where you got your pistol from?
LEANDER appears surprised.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) This? This one?
LEANDER takes a look at his pistol and comprehension dawns as to where he acquired it and that the others have also spotted it. His eyes narrow as he drunkenly realises that having a military-issue pistol might be a problem in front of a group of Skovlanders. He starts to feel the gravity of the situation.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) It’s stolen.
The Skovlanders seem surprised.
MAGNI:
(in Skovic) Is he -?
HAVID:
(in Skovic, cuts him off) There was a theft. Or at least, I heard of one. A lot of weapons went missing.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) My Skovic is a little rusty. Could you speak in Akorosian, if you don’t mind?
ULF IRONBORN is looking at LEANDER with respect for the first time in the evening. He’s drunk but he’s weighing up the situation. He seems to have put two and two together.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Akorosian, in a measured tone, his voice slurs) Friend Leander, did you steal guns from the Imperial Military?
LEANDER takes a deep breath. If he doesn’t answer truthfully they’ll think he’s some sort of spy. He nods.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) Enough to start a small war, yes, we did.
ULF IRONBORN, MAGNI and HAVID look at one another in astonishment. Then a smile trickles across MAGNI’s face. ULF IRONBORN erupts in laughter and the others follow. LEANDER stares at them – he doesn’t see the funny side at all.
After a good thirty seconds of laughter, ULF IRONBORN leans forward.
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Akorosian) The lad here is a rebel! And do you still have enough to start a small war?
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) No, only a few pieces.
The three Skovlanders look disappointed, then HAVID claps LEANDER on the back.
HAVID:
(in Skovic, talking to the others) Still, a useful man to know.
MAGNI:
(in Skovic) Better not kill him then.
LEANDER looks offended at the suggestion. He understood what MAGNI said.
MAGNI:
(in Skovic, to Ulf) Should I see if Urs wants to talk to him?
The penny drops for LEANDER.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) You mean, he’s been here the whole time?
MAGNI ignores LEANDER’s comment. ULF IRONBORN gives a curt nod and thumbs MAGNI to go and get URS KNIEPPSON.
URS KNIEPPSON is literally sitting at the next table with a few other Skovlanders. He’s been in the tavern right from the beginning when LEANDER first walked in.
LEANDER just stares at the situation. He tries to think clearly but his brain is befuddled by booze.
URS KNIEPPSON gives a respectful nod to MAGNI and gets up. He is a big man, broad shouldered like the other Skovlanders but he is an old soldier, his face worn and his hair grey. He has scars on his face.
He sizes up LEANDER and then pulls up another stool to the table. URS KNIEPPSON has been drinking but he is not drunk.
LEANDER:
(in Skovic) I’m Leander –
URS KNIEPPSON:
(in Akorosian) I know. I have ears and I have been listening. Why are you looking for me?
LEANDER takes a deep breath and tries to sober up quickly.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) I know that you’re looking for someone or something. It’s making one of my friends very nervous.
URS KNIEPPSON raises a battered eyebrow but says nothing.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) I don’t know the word in Skovic but I’m talking about the ghosts who don’t go mad when their body dies. The ones who live on, and on…
MAGNI, HAVID and ULF IRONBORN look confused.
URS KNIEPPSON:
(in Akorosian) You have my attention. Now, what do you want?
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) I want to help you if I can –
URS KNIEPPSON:
(in Akorosian after snorting) I don’t need your help, Akorosian.
LEANDER frowns, but he was prepared for this.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) My friend is afraid of you. Surely you can understand that? They don’t know what you want but they feel threatened. Can you tell me what you want?
ULF IRONBORN:
(in Skovic) Urs, what are you talking about?
URS KNIEPPSON ignores him. His attention is fixed on LEANDER.
URS KNIEPPSON:
(in Akorosian) I don’t care about your ghost friends, even though they should not be. But they are my only link to recovering my master’s ashes.
LEANDER concentrates but the booze is affecting his thinking.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) So …. you just want your master’s ashes?
URS KNIEPPSON nods gravely.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) Okay, okay. I think I can help you.
URS KNIEPPSON:
(in Akorosian) I don’t want your help.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) But if I could just ask them if they knew…. and assuming that they have them …. if they could give them to you, would that be acceptable?
URS KNIEPPSON thinks for a moment. He seems willing to at least consider it.
LEANDER:
(in Akorosian) I just mean that they might be more willing to tell me than you. If I can find a way to get what you’re after, would you stop hunting them?
URS KNIEPPSON considers the idea thoughtfully.
URS KNIEPPSON:
(in Akorosian) I admit that would have no further reason to hunt them.
LEANDER:
(switching to Skovic) Then do we have a bargain? Do I have your word?
URS KNIEPPSON:
(in Skovic) Very well. You have my word.
LEANDER takes a deep breath. He feels that he has done it.
LEANDER:
(switching back to Akorosian) Ok, can you give me some time? A few weeks perhaps. And as much information as you can to help me to ask the right questions. I promise to do my best to help you to find what you’re after.
URS KNIEPPSON cocks his head thoughtfully.
URS KNIEPPSON:
(in Skovic) So…. let us begin. This is what you need to know ….
FADE OUT - OLD FORGE TAVERN
As URS KNIEPPSON leans forward to share detailed information with LEANDER.
CUT TO – EXTERIOR – SIX TOWERS, APPROACHING THE EMPORIUM
LEANDER is flanked by two large Skovlanders who are seeing him ‘home’ – HAVID and MAGNI. His escorts stare at the shop-front of the Emporium and the bright-coloured candies in the front of the store.
HAVID:
(in Akorosian) You live… here?
MAGNI:
(in Akorosian) What are these things? (pointing to the objects in the window)
LEANDER:
(fishes drunkenly for a key in his pocket) Oh, those black and white ones are humbugs. Our first batch. Would you like to try one?
MAGNI nods slowly, as if unsure what he is agreeing to. LEANDER opens the door to the shop. He heads inside into the dark shop-front and comes back shortly after with two small bags of lollies, one for each of them.
The large Skovlanders open up the bags and each try a lolly.
MAGNI’s face lights up in surprise as he tastes one.
MAGNI:
(in Skovic) It’s sweet.
HAVID:
(in Akorosian, nods in appreciation) It is very good.
LEANDER seems to be pleased with the reaction. He bids them goodnight and the camera begins to pan back as HAVID and MAGNI leave the Emporium, wandering back to their own homes, occasionally stopping to fish another humbug out of the small paper bags.
FADE OUT ……