I have not come to rob you. I am asking you to give me the fleece.
Very well. In one of my fields are two fire breathing bulls. You must you must yoke them and plow the field. Then plant dragon's teeth into the soil. From each will grow a bloodthirsty soldier. You must defeat them all.
I can help. Sprinkle your skin with this oil and you sword and shield too. It will protect you from the bulls fiery breath.
My Father won't give up the golden Fleece. I know where it is.