Khorre, untie him." Khorre unfastens the knots.

Silence.
ABBOT--Hello, Haggart.
"Hello, abbot." "You have arranged a fine night, Haggart!" Haggart speaks with restraint: "It is unpleasant for me to see you.

Why did you come here?
Go home, priest, no one will touch you.

Keep on fishing--and what else were you doing?
Oh, yes--make your own prayers.

We are going out to the ocean; your daughter, you know, is also going with me.