: Thenwhat were tou talking about.
Figurative speech. A hero is born, his name is Connacht and he is the first to survive a battle with the Myrkridia. He has become a hero. Thus, a hero is born. Duh.
: Yea just a wimpy Barbarian kills a Myrk in his youth and
: defeats the Myrks for the first major time and etc.
Whatever. He's still a hairy barbarian who crys and is ready to give up when Moagim has thrall rise out of the ground and kill his charging warriors so his Myrkridia can rush the archers he strategically placed on the hill and then send it his trow buddies to smash stuff up. What a brillant plan!
: Yes, it is poetic speech, didn't you listen?
Yes, and it is also a poor attempt.
"And Moagim threw back his head and laughed. It was a laugh of VICTORY!" Oh please, if you think that is good writing...
