Be ready now.

Ah, fire! Ah, you are already burning! Board it now! Get the hooks ready." And Khorre tosses about violently, performing the mad instructions.
"Yes, yes." "Be braver, boys.

Don't be afraid of tears! Eh, who is crying there?
Don't dare cry when you are dying.

I'll dry your mean eyes upon the fire.

Fire! Fire everywhere! Khorre--sailor! I am dying.