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Previously on "Runes."

We found another of Rollo's stones.

Dame Neel is wearing it as a necklace.

(Dame Neel groaning)

Mother, what is it, Mother!

Guards!

I got it.

There they are, after them!

Turstin, you have to help us.

I'm a member of the guard now.

Take this necklace to Alice.

It's one of Rollo's stones!

Give me the necklace, immediately!

(both gasp)

(energy whirring)

What's happening?

Hugo!

(energy whirring) (Hugo groaning)

(energy whooshing)

No!

Let's get outta here!

(bow creaking)

(arrow whistles)

You let him get away, traitor!

Then remove Ulrich from his post.

He is to be banished immediately.

(Ulrich groans)

(gates slam)

(somber music)

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

Mm, yummy.

Mom, I know it's late, but-

But, Algythe's waiting for you?

Go ahead, I know it's important.

And thank you for everything you've done for us.

You coming? (Alice laughs)

See you later! (Hilda giggles)

(Cecile chuckles)

(eerie music)

Come, look at this.

Listen to what I managed to decipher.

Skadi is the protector of my message,

hidden in the curved wood, passed down from father to son.

Sorry, but you lost me right at the first word, Ska-what?

Skadi, the goddess of the hunt.

A hunting goddess, curved wood, what's it mean?

Thanks a lot, Rollo, real helpful.

Well, last time Rollo meant a location.

Know anywhere called the Curved Wood?

Never heard of it. (blows raspberry)

We'll find our answer, I'm sure.

But for now, leave me.

I require silence to continue translating the runes.

(birds chirping) (Jotunn groaning)

Why did Rollo have to make everything so complicated?

It's the best way to protect the stones.

Oh, clever.

Passed down from father to son.

An inheritance, but whose?

(Jotunn clears throat) Huh?

My lord, forgive me, but this inheritance you speak of,

perhaps it is yours, the true heir of my lord Rollo.

Well, he never told me anything about it.

He never mentioned anything about an inheritance?

No, I don't think so, but well,

Osbern and I had to leave so quickly

that we didn't have time to go through his paper, Osbern!

I'll see you again soon.

Here, it was your father's bow.

Take good care of it.

My bow!

That's it, the curved wood must be your bow,

and the bow is what Skadi uses to hunt!

We figured it out.

The clue that will lead us

to Rollo's last stone is in my bow!

But, I sold my bow to Gunvar to help out your mother.

Huh? Huh?

Maybe he still has it, we'll get it back.

I really hope so.

I just hope he hasn't left the village.

Well, the only way we're gonna know is to go.

I'd love to come with you,

but the last few trips that we took to the village

haven't exactly worked out too well for me.

Wace is right, I've endangered you enough.

I'll get the bow.

I'm coming with you. So am I.

Huh?

All right, let's go.

(spy chuckles)

(people chattering)

(wagon rattling)

(Gunvar humming)

Stop! Please, wait!

(horse whinnies)

Out of my way, you thieving peasants!

We only need a few minutes of your time, please.

And why would I give you that?

I had plenty of trouble with the guards because of you two.

Gunvar, the bow that I sold you.

We've gotta buy it back.

You're looking for the bow?

(Gunvar laughs)

I already sold it, didn't take long.

What, but where?

The Castle of Baligan, where else?

(all gasp)

Every harvest festival, they choose the first place prize

for the archery contest from among my merchandise.

As soon as Hadvar came upon the bow,

he knew he had to have it.

He was so proud of his discovery,

and wanted so badly to please Dame Neel,

he didn't even negotiate the price.

He paid nearly double its value, what an absolute fool.

(horse whinnies) (Gunvar laughs)

My bow, in the hands of Dame Neel.

I'm not in the guard anymore.

I don't think I can help with this.

I'm gonna enter the contest, and I'm gonna win.

You can't do that,

you'll draw too much attention to yourself.

And anyway, there's a tiny problem with your plan.

You can't participate in an archery contest with no bow.

I can maybe use Dagmar's.

It's a bit old, but it still works.

Are you sure it's a good idea?

There's no other solution.

(spy chuckles)

(ominous music)

(sword scraping)

Hela, I have good news.

Ugh.

This time, I will not disappoint you.

(Fenrir growling)

(wolves growling)

Please, hear me out.

I promise it'll be worth it.

Hugo and his friends have discovered that his bow

contains a message.

It tells where the last of Rollo's stones is hidden.

Huh?

However, a certain Hadvar

decided to buy this bow from Gunvar

for a sort of archery contest.

It's called the papagei, I think.

Hm, the papagei?

I know just how to get it back.

(Fenrir growling)

(bow creaking)

(bow twangs) (arrow whistles)

Whoa, bullseye!

Keep that up, and I'm sure you'll win tomorrow.

How did you get so good?

(bow twangs) (arrow whistles)

It's thanks to my tutor, Osbern.

He taught me.

He was tough, but I owe him a lot.

I just wish I had had more time with him.

I'm sorry.

Let's get going.

(gentle music)

(Hugo groans)

(energy whooshing) (ominous music)

(Hela gasping)

(Hugo groaning)

(Hugo sighs)

(waves crashing)

(liquid splashing)

(Hugo groaning)

You haven't told your friends, not even Cecile?

I don't want them to worry.

They don't have to know.

Hopefully, this will help a bit.

It's too bad that my medicine is not powerful enough

to heal a wound from one of Rollo's stones.

It's much better already.

Thanks, Algythe.

(somber music)

Are you certain you wish to do this, Hugo?

I have no choice.

It's our only way to find the last of Rollo's stones.

Let's go.

(birds chirping) (gentle music)

Whoa, I didn't think so many people would be here.

It's the biggest event of the year in Baligan.

(villager laughs) (glasses clink)

(people chattering) (pleasant music)

Hey, Hugo, your bow, you see it?

Well, we're not gonna be able to steal it.

It's too well guarded.

Come on, looks like we're gonna have to sign up over here.

This is an opportunity to bring honor to our family.

Yes, Mother.

Son, you must do well.

Let me take part, my lady, and I will protect him.

Excellent idea.

Thank you, m'lady.

Emmeline.

Next.

Hugo.

Next.

Sana.

Ulrich.

(Hugo sighs)

Ulrich, what is that traitor doing here?

Since he's now a villager,

he has the right to participate.

Would you prefer him gone?

Leave him be.

If he wishes to make a fool of himself, let him.

Ulrich is participating too.

He knows who you are, and with Dame Neel here.

It'll be fine.

You don't have to worry.

(birds chirping) (people murmuring)

Welcome, one and all, to the harvest festival!

The papagei may now commence.

Now then, the first trial will involve our challengers here

finding 10 targets,

all of which have been hidden in the forest.

They must strike these targets with an arrow of their color.

The end of the allotted time

will be indicated by three blasts of the horn.

Players must strike every target

in order to move on to the final.

May the best archer win.

(Neel gulps)

Archers, take your places. (crowd cheering)

Hugo, Hugo!

May the best archer win!

(horn bellows) (tense music)

(bow creaks)

(bow twangs)

(Hela panting)

(Hela grunts)

(Hela laughs)

What?

(target whooshing)

(arrow whistles)

Heh.

(target rattling)

(arrow whistles)

(Hugo chuckles) (Hugo groans)

Right, only three left.

(bow creaks)

(arrow whistles)

(Hela chuckles)

(arrow whistles)

Oh no.

(Sana sighs)

(arrows thudding)

Huh?

Hm.

(suspenseful music)

(bow creaks) (bow twangs)

(Hela grunts)

Give me a real challenge.

(Hela chuckles)

(twig snaps) Huh?

(bow creaks)

(bow creaks)

Ha, arm or leg?

(sword zings) (both grunt)

(arrow thuds)

You steal my place here, and now you dare steal my prey?

Out of my way. Leave him!

The boy must be in the finals,

so that Dame Neel can see him.

Hm, all this just to reclaim

your pathetic place as captain of the guard?

You'll pay for that!

(swords clanging) (both grunting)

I don't have the time to deal with you.

(Ulrich groans)

(energy whirring)

(entity snarling)

(Hela grunts) (Ulrich groans)

(energy whirs)

(Hela laughs)

It's your turn, Hugo.

(arrow thuds)

(archer sighs)

Right, just one more.

(Hela chuckles)

(bow creaking) (ominous music)

Ah, I can't do it!

I'm sorry, Mother.

I've failed you.

Let's have a bit of fun.

Oh, she's gonna be so disappointed.

(energy whirring)

(Neel yelps) Mother!

(Hugo panting) (ominous music)

Someone help!

Neel?

Ah!

Mother, someone!

(Hugo panting)

(arrow whistles)

(Neel yelps)

(Hugo panting)

(Hugo grunting)

(Hela chuckles)

So predictable.

(Hugo yells)

(entity snarling)

What, what, what was that thing?

I don't know, roots or something?

Oh no, my bow.

This is too easy.

(Hela chuckles)

How many targets do you have left?

Just one, I've lost now.

Here.

Huh, what are you doing, my lord?

Take it, there's still time to get to the last target.

Thanks.

(Ulrich groaning)

(Hugo panting)

(somber music)

(bow creaking)

William! Huh?

I'm sorry, Osbern.

I just wanted to-

Archery is a discipline

that you must take seriously, William.

Forgive me, Osbern.

So work on your posture, and your breathing.

Be calm.

(bow creaking)

(Hugo sighs)

(bow creaking)

(bow snaps) (arrow whistles)

(dramatic music)

(Ulrich panting)

Dame Neel.

(Hela sighs)

Those who qualify for the finals

are Hela, Ulrich, Emmeline.

(horn bellows) Please let him make it.

Please let him make it.

Look over there! Look, everyone!

What? Huh?

Yes, he's coming! (villagers cheering)

Yeah, Hugo, yeah!

(horn bellows)

Dame Neel.

Hm.

(Hugo panting)

(Hela groans)

(flame crackling)

(flame whooshes)

(horn bellows) And Hugo.

(villagers cheering)

(Hugo laughs)

(Hugo groaning)

Did you hurt yourself?

(Hugo gasps)

It'll be fine, don't worry about me.

(Dame Neel sighs)

Humiliating, in front of all Baligan, no less.

Why did you give your bow to that peasant?

(Turstin laughs) Yeah!

(Neel laughs)

Do you think this is funny? (Dame Neel scoffs)

But Mother, something strange

happened in the forest during the trial.

What would your father say?

(Neel sighs)

(horn bellows)

The four finalists shall present themselves

for this last challenge.

(suspenseful music)

Each arrow that strikes the target shall be awarded points.

One, three, or five.

You get three shots each.

The highest score shall determine the victor,

who shall win the prize.

(villagers cheering)

Hugo, you can do it! Hugo!

We're with you!

On my mark! (bows creaking)

(Hugo exhales)

(suspenseful music)

(horn bellows)

(bow twangs) (arrows whistle)

(arrows thudding)

Emmeline, one! (villagers groaning)

Ulrich, three!

(Ulrich chuckles)

Hurry, Ulrich! Well played, well played!

Hela, five. (villagers cheering)

Hugo, an incredible shot!

Five points!

Hurray! Yeah, go Hugo!

Bravo, Hugo! (villagers cheering)

Prepare yourselves for the second shot.

(bows creaking)

(Hugo groaning)

(Hela chuckles)

(horn bellows) (bows twanging)

(arrows whistling)

(arrows thudding)

Emmeline, three. Better than the first time.

Ulrich, one. (villagers gasping)

Hela, five. (villagers cheering)

Hugo, three.

After two rounds, Hela is leading with 10 points.

(Hela chuckles) Wait!

She's over the line!

(villagers gasping) She's over the line.

She's over the line!

Over the line, no points. (villagers gasping)

Oh, that's a hard hit. (Hela groans)

(Alice chuckles)

And finally, the last shot.

(bows creaking)

(Hugo grunting)

Come on, Hugo.

You can do it.

(tense music)

(horn bellows) (Hela grunts)

(bows twang)

(Hugo groans)

(arrows thudding)

Hugo missed the target, no points.

No points, wow. That's horrible.

Emmeline, one. (Emmeline sighs)

Ulrich, one. What, oh.

Hela, hm?

We must verify it.

If Hela receives five points, she will be our winner.

(suspenseful music)

Three points.

It's amazing, she's tied with Hugo!

Huh?

Such an event has not occurred in ages.

We shall have to organize a golden arrow.

(villagers gasping) Oh my!

The two archers will have a single shot

to determine the winner.

The stone has been drawn, and it's Hela who will shoot first

to see who will be champion.

Take your place.

(suspenseful music)

(bow creaking)

(bow twangs) (Hela grunts)

(arrow whistles) (arrow thuds)

What a shot! (villagers gasping)

She's good, she's really good!

It will be difficult to best that.

(Hela chuckles)

What's the point?

I've already won.

Take your place.

(Hugo breathes deeply)

We'll see about that.

(suspenseful music)

(bow creaking)

(Hugo groans)

Please let him make it, please let him make it.

(Hugo groaning)

I don't think I can do this, my hand hurts too much.

What's this?

It would appear that Hugo has conceded.

(villagers murmuring) (Hela laughs)

Osbern, I need you.

(Osbern grunting)

(bow twangs)

Osbern?

What, what are you doing?

William.

Well yes, I know it's not particularly dignified,

but it's incredibly effective.

But, then why do you always correct my technique?

Because, before you can learn to draw a bow like me,

you must first learn to master the rules,

and only then will you be able

to break them and make your own.

Will you teach me?

(Osbern laughs)

You'll find that in time,

you will naturally create your own technique.

Huh?

(Hugo sighs)

(Hugo grunts) (bow creaks)

Well, this is most unorthodox.

(villagers gasping)

I've never seen anything like that.

Yes it is.

(bow creaking) (dramatic music)

Thanks, Osbern. (bow twangs)

(arrow whistles)

(arrow thuds) Bullseye!

Hugo has won the contest!

(villagers cheering)

Whoa, amazing Hugo!

(Turstin laughs)

Bravo. Great job, Hugo!

Your mother would be very proud.

Osbern too, I'll bet.

(Neel laughs)

(both laughing) Huh?

Well done, Hugo.

Uh.

Without you, my lord, I could never have done it.

Thank you again.

'Tis I who should be thanking you.

Hm.

(birds chirping)

Hugo, that is your name?

I present you with this prize

in acknowledgement of your victory.

Thank you, Dame Neel.

(emotional music)

I'd be very curious to know

how a young peasant became such an accomplished archer.

(ominous music) (villagers cheering)

Keep an eye on him.

Hmph.

Now that we have the bow, we have to find the message.

It must be hidden inside, but I don't see how.

(Hugo groans)

Oh, wait.

(button clicks)

It opens! Wow!

It says that, we, or me?

Algythe?

(footsteps thudding)

Mm-hmm, Rollo took great pains to hide the final stone,

far away from here.

(all gasp)

(energy whirring) (dramatic music)

(somber music)