Ramirez <1400

Ramirez From the dawn of time we came, moving silently down through the centuries. Living many secret lives, struggling to reach the time of the gathering, when the few who remain will battle to the last. No one has ever known we were among you.....until now. When only a few of us are left, we will feel an irresistible pull towards a far away land, to fight for The Prize. You cannot die MacLeod. Accept it! Crude and slow clansman, your attack was no better than that of a clumsy child! Don't lose your temper. If your head comes away from your neck, it's over. [Explaining the rules of The Game] We must fight until only one remains. You are safe only on Holy Ground. None of us will violate that rule. It's tradition. - With Faith, heart and steel. [explaining how one fights the Kurgan]