Windranger's Wanderings / Windranger's Wanderings: BOROWIK
| Английский оригинал | Перевод на русский | |
|---|---|---|
Сожалеем, но текст оригинала доступен только зарегистрированным пользователям. |
EV012 p_zombie 08.09.16 в 21:48 |
|
|
\pop[12]I'm listening. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:11 |
||
|
\pop[a1]Actually, I am. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:11 |
||
|
\pop[a1]Please explain what you, your people, and all your army are doing here. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:12 |
||
|
\pop[12]Yeah... I heard the reports about another redhead arriving at my city. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:13 |
||
|
\pop[12]Name's Borowik, leader of the local mercenaries. And you are..? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:14 |
||
|
YOUR city? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:14 |
||
|
I'm Lyralei, ranger of those lands. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:16 |
||
|
\pop[12]And whose city do you think this is? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:16 |
||
|
Local chief is the ruler here. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:20 |
||
|
City belongs it its people. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:21 |
||
|
City is a city. It doesn't belong to anyone. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:21 |
||
|
\pop[12]His name was Bosk, right? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:21 |
||
|
\pop[12]Well, he fled the city. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:23 |
||
|
\pop[12]You could say I "appropriated" it. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:23 \pop[12]You could say I "picked up" after him. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:29 |
||
|
\pop[12]City belongs to the one who's in charge. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:25 |
||
|
\pop[12]That means right now it belongs to me. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:26 |
||
|
\pop[12]Oh, really? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:26 |
||
|
\pop[12]Don't play with me, girl. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:27 |
||
|
\pop[12]And who lives here? Blacksmith? Shop owner? Barkeep? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:28 |
||
|
\pop[12]Mercenary? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:28 |
||
|
\pop[12]Recently, I started living here. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:29 |
||
|
\pop[12]So now it's mine too. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:30 |
||
|
\pop[12]What is a city then? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:30 |
||
|
\pop[12]Houses along the streets? Streets between the houses? p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:31 |
||
|
\pop[12]No. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:31 |
||
|
\pop[12]City is the craft. And people involved in it. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:32 |
||
|
\pop[12]Still, people bend to the rules, and I make the rules. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:35 |
||
|
\pop[12]Therefore, I shape their craft, it belong to me. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:36 |
||
|
\pop[12]So does this city. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:36 |
||
|
\pop[12]You still haven't introduced yourself. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:37 |
||
|
\pop[a1]I'm Lyralei, ranger of those lands. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:38 |
||
|
\pop[a1]Now I want to hear your story about what exactly happened here. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:38 |
||
|
\pop[12]So brash. So straightforward. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:39 |
||
|
\pop[12]You remind me of my younger self. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:39 |
||
|
\pop[12]There's no secret in what happened. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:40 |
||
|
\pop[12]I was leading my army to the north. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:40 |
||
|
\pop[12]Unexpected weather accidents, strange unrest, numerous merchants, who were happy to sell their overpriced junk, and bandits, prospering on other's misfortune. Makes a healthy market for the kind work my boys do. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:46 |
+2 | |
|
\pop[12]But when I made a stop here, to gather up my stretched forces, I saw something that captured my mind. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:49 |
||
|
\pop[12]I saw how this city lives, and how it could live. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:49 |
||
|
\pop[12]People here are practically sitting on a gold mine, but they have no idea what to do with it. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:50 |
||
|
\pop[12]This place could grow big, prosperous. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:50 |
||
|
\pop[12]And only I know how. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:51 |
||
|
\pop[12]I offered Bosk a deal. My help in exchange for the city. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:53 \pop[12]I offered Bosk my help. But he'll have to give all control of the city to me. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:54 |
||
|
\pop[12]He refused. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:54 |
||
|
\pop[12]I wanted to press him, destroyed the west bridge. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:55 |
||
|
\pop[12]But he didn't budge and done the unexpected - destroyed the east bridge. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:55 |
||
|
\pop[a1]You both make very strange decisions. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 19:56 |
||
|
\pop[12]He understood that continuing the open conflict with me, he couldn't keep his place in the city. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 20:01 |
||
|
\pop[12]So now his guerrillas poison our lives, attacking from the forest. p_zombie 08.09.16 в 20:03 |