Yor:
Help me cut the choice meats.

Ka-Laa:
Why is Yor different from other men?

Yor:
Where'd you get that medallion?

Yor:
What does it mean?

Roa:
They say I came here together with those men, there, caught in the ice. Why I am alive and they are dead I don't know, and why the ice has formed in this parched desert is a mystery without an answer, but the little water that comes from it is vital to these people and they worship me, as a divine goddess.

Ka-Laa:
I'm afraid death rules this land.