If ya have a ne'ked Scotsman standing befor' ya, you should STILL search 'im fer a weapon, or he might stick a dirk between yer ribs.

We be the Scottish higland warriors known as the Woads! Blue painted warriors, charging intae battle wid nothin but the skin on our backs and an arm load o' weapons! Death follows us for none can stand our lands harsh climate, and none can withstand the harsh people who live ther!!!