Eivor fought alongside the High King and his poetess.
Eivor:They're on the ropes.
Ciara:They have no honor. Show them no mercy!
Eogan's men started to retreat.
Flann:That's the last of them!
Eivor:They retreat.
Ciara:You've saved us.
Eivor, Flann, and Ciara survived, but with the loss and injuries of most of their army alongside the Clogher camp's near-destruction. At the very least, the attack was repelled.
Flann:We held them off. At a great cost.
Ciara:Eivor? Where is Bárid?
Ciara and Eivor went to look for Bárid. Eivor yelled out for him.
Eivor:Bárid, can you hear me?
Eivor yelled out for him again, this time with more worry in her voice.
Eivor:Bárid mac Ímair!
Ciara and Eivor came across an injured soldier.
Eivor:Have you seen King Bárid?
Irish Soldier 2:Aye, he was headed towards the farm on the edge of the village.
Eivor headed in the direction the soldier indicated. She recognized the feeling of dread that came over her.
Eivor:A cold hand that grips my heart.
Eivor caught sight of Bárid on the ground, motionless.
Eivor:Bárid!
Eivor went to Bárid, who lay on the ground bleeding and coughing.
Eivor:Bárid?
Bárid:Eivor...?
Eivor:I'm here.
Bárid:A glorious end, don't you think? Worthy of a saga, maybe... And you thought I'd gone soft...
Eivor:No one knew your true measure.
Bárid:Except you, cousin... You never doubted me.
Bárid:Not even you, cousin... You had your doubts... Good thing I was too stupid to give up...
Eivor put an axe to his body to get Bárid ready for Valhalla.
Eivor:Your bravery will be remembered, Bárid. I'll see to it.
Eivor placed Bárid's hands on the axe.
Eivor:Hold your weapon well, cousin. I will see you in Valhalla.
Bárid:Sichfrith is my Valhalla, Eivor. Valhalla need not be a place... It can be... a legacy... Flann must back him. Have him swear by his God. There's nothing the Christians fear more than their Almighty's wrath.
Bárid died in front of Eivor as she stood up.
Eivor:It will be done.
Time passed as Bárid was laid to rest outside Dublin, at Gortknaw.
Flann:A hero's funeral. Bárid has become a greater man in death than he was in life.
Eivor:Or maybe we were too small to see his full size.
Flann:A harsh truth, but fair. He saw more clearly than I, and I ignored his council. Eogan will pay for his death.
Eivor:What then? When the abbot is gone and you've tamed the North, what of Sichfrith? Will you give him your royal support?
Flann:When he has proven himself. It would not be good politics at this time—
Eivor:Trolls take your politics! Bárid gave his life in your service. If this is how you repay loyalty, you'll be in short supply.
Flann:Twice you've stung me with truth. I'll return the favor. Sichfrith isn't ready... but he could be with proper teaching.
Eivor:Good. He'll benefit with your wisdom.
Flann:And my support. But neither throne will be secure while Eogan lives.
Ciara walked into the middle of Flann and Eivor's conversation.
Flann:We'll throttle that snake. And afterward, the fate of this land will be in your hands. Yours and Sichfrith's.
Ciara:The horses are being made ready, my king. Sure you don't want to rest your bones and leave by dawn's light?
Flann:My thoughts ride too rough for sleep. I've an army and reputation to reclaim. The second may prove harder than the first.
Flann left while Ciara stayed to pay her respects.
Ciara:My mother used to tell me that The Morrígan used to feed on the death of heroes, then fill men's heads with thoughts of war. I imagined using the Tarastone to drown out their song, the way Bishop Patrick drove the snakes from Ireland.
Eivor:There's no power strong enough to do what you say. Not even the gods can change fate. The world is destined to end in war.
Ciara:′Twas naught but the fantasy of a young girl, so.
Eivor:Tell Flann I'll come to him after I've arranged things with Sichfrith.
Ciara:Tell him yourself, I'm not leaving yet.
Eivor left Ciara at the graves while she left to meet with Sichfrith.
Eivor, Bárid, Ciara and Flann Sinna came under attack by Eogan's men at Clogher. From this betrayal, Flann lost most of his army and Bárid died from the onslaught.
During the battle, some lines may play out of order, based on the game considering the player to be in or no longer in active combat at given positions in Clogher. Additionally, the "doubts" that Bárid mentions in his final moments appear to be influenced by the decision made during the war council meeting in The Northern Reach, when Bárid lays out his plan to use diplomacy to subdue Aileach.