[Enter two men talking.
AGMAR (to Slag)
Go you into the city before us and let there be a prophecy there which saith that the gods who are carven from green rock in the mountain shall one day arise in Marma and come here in the guise of men.
SLAG
Yes, master. Shall I make the prophecy myself? Or shall it be found in some old document?
AGMAR
Let someone have seen it once in some rare document. Let it be spoken of in the market place.
SLAG
It shall be spoken of, master.
[Slag lingers. Enter Thief and Thahn.