Sons of Mil's Conversations
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Hey, guys. Thanks for letting me die at sea! I'm Amergin's wife!
The harbor where we landed will be named "Skene" after you from now on.
Fine by me!
Ow!
What's wrong?
I climbed the ship's mast to see if I could see Ireland. I just fell and cracked my head open!
We'll bury you with all ceremony, brother.
Fine, but it still hurts!
If it helps, I know our brother Ir is gonna die while rowing so hard that his oar breaks.
Why would that help?
Not sure.
"I am Wind on Sea,
I am Ocean-wave—"
Be quiet. I'm trying to sleep.
But we just got on shore and I want to recite this great poem I just came up with.
Wait until we're awake. Please.
Fine! But not for too long.
I'm a queen of the Tuatha de Danaan. Please name this island after me!
No, me!
No, me!
It'll be called after all of you. I can't think of anything else.
Hmph!
But my name will be the most important. Go, Ireland!
is watching football. Go, Chelsea!
What do you mean "football"? American football's the only one that counts.
Not this argument again!
Why do we have to go live underground now that you've beaten us?
We don't want you around anymore. You can go to Tir na n-Og, the "Land of Youth," or you can live underground.
Fine. But we're going to be fairies that hang around often!
You died at the Boyne, the estuary where we landed. That still counts.
I can't believe Eber Donn wasn't allowed to enter Ireland for being too cruel. Fine. I get Ireland!
Nope. Eremon gets it.
Unfair!
Fine! You get the south, then Eremon'll take the north.
Fine. But I'll end up killing Eber Finn, you know, to get everything.
likes this.
Amergin is watching Judge Judy. She doesn't have anything on my judging skills.
We didn't want you to! We're sorry.