VatsOfGoo: переводы

→Tidings about a war have been circulating around the town for some time already, but only after the death of His Majesty King Edward II they got more realistic outlines. The First Knight don Rodrigo de Velacor was ordered to ready the royal regiments in the entire Realm for the fight. It can mean only one thing—war. But it sort of eludes my understanding against whom it should be waged. There are no accounts of any army advancing on Ultherst. And you can't send an army against the hellspawns—they don't attack in close battle formations and it's hardly conceivable they would accept a challenge and fight us on the battlefield.

→Exactly, brother. I myself couldn't believe it, but the evidence spoke clearly. We could do nothing but put up with the idea of my highest superior, friend and mentor being the traitor. And on top of it the dark High Priest of the cult of the Children of the New Order, as you've just said. Now I understand why he has been trying to disrupt the Realm and set us all against each other. At first I thought he was trying to seize power, but the destruction he was inflicting all around mismatched this conclusion. No one wants to rule a disrupted and destroyed land. But with what you've just told me it makes sense. He strives to summon the Fallen Angels!

→Exactly, Father. I myself couldn't believe it, but the evidence spoke clearly. We could do nothing but put up with the idea of my highest superior, friend and mentor being the traitor. And on top of it the dark High Priest of the cult of the Children of the New Order, as you've just said. Now I understand why he has been trying to disrupt the Realm and set us all against each other. At first I thought he was trying to seize power, but the destruction he was inflicting all around mismatched this conclusion. No one wants to rule a disrupted and destroyed land. But with what you've just told me it makes sense. He strives to summon the Fallen Angels!

→I represent a group of royalists, Father, sworn to defend the Realm against any danger, be it from the outside or from the inside, even if it would cost them their lives. We are wholly devoted to the Crown and everything we do is in its best interest. Several years ago we were many, but many of our supporters have died recently. In fact only a few of us are left and consequently we cannot keep our influence even in Alvaron, the capital of the Realm! Contrary to our enemies—by all accounts, their numbers have been rising all the time. We don't know which group of heretics it is, but their contacts reach into the highest circles of society, there's no doubt about that.

→I represent a group of royalists, brother, sworn to defend the Realm against any danger, be it from the outside or from the inside, even if it would cost them their lives. We are wholly devoted to the Crown and everything we do is in its best interest. Several years ago we were many, but many of our supporters have died recently. In fact only a few of us are left and consequently we cannot keep our influence even in Alvaron, the capital of the Realm! Contrary to our enemies—by all accounts, their numbers have been rising all the time. We don't know which group of heretics it is, but their contacts reach into the highest circles of society, there's no doubt about that.

→Woe, knight! The visions of the Fallen Angels haunt me in my dreams these days... Surely it is not by chance that you're asking. The Archangel Gabriel himself came to me in my dream and prophesized terrible news. The judgment is at hand—the inevitable is coming. I fell upon my knees in my dream and then I saw the Earth crack open—infernal flames burst out revealing the three Fallen Angels—Arthamon, the ruler of despair and the cursed lord of fire; Baphomet, the demon of madness and the creator of chaos; and Cerdie, the lascivious mistress of fornication and of eternal sin. And the world was flooded with beasts and monsters dancing gruesome dance celebrating the end of the millennium lasting Kingdom of God on Earth. The fallen angels rose and the earth and the heavens trembled under the blast of their infernal powers. And then came despair and chaos and all the people were drown in eternal sin. The end of all things came. Kingdoms were crumbling, people were fornicating, murdering, dying... and the False Prophet was walking the Earth demonically laughing.

→Woe, Father! The visions of the Fallen Angels haunt me in my dreams these days... Surely it is not by chance that you're asking. The Archangel Gabriel himself came to me in my dream and prophesized terrible news. The judgment is at hand—the inevitable is coming. I fell upon my knees in my dream and then I saw the Earth crack open—infernal flames burst out revealing the three Fallen Angels—Arthamon, the ruler of despair and the cursed lord of fire; Baphomet, the demon of madness and the creator of chaos; and Cerdie, the lascivious mistress of fornication and of eternal sin. And the world was flooded with beasts and monsters dancing gruesome dance celebrating the end of the millennium lasting Kingdom of God on Earth. The fallen angels rose and the earth and the heavens trembled under the blast of their infernal powers. And then came despair and chaos and all the people were drown in eternal sin. The end of all things came. Kingdoms were crumbling, people were fornicating, murdering, dying... and the False Prophet was walking the Earth demonically laughing.

→I said no, Father! I'm not going to touch that scroll, even though I know that it is already too late. Even mentioning its existence has put my life into a mortal danger. Things like this should remain hidden and forgotten.

→I said no, Father! I'm not going to touch that scroll, even though I know that it is already too late. Even mentioning its existence has put my life into a mortal danger. Things like this should remain hidden and forgotten.

→I said no, knight! I'm not going to touch that scroll, even though I know that it is already too late. Even mentioning its existence has put my life into a mortal danger. Things like this should remain hidden and forgotten.

→Well, that's where you are wrong, knight. I decided to ask you for help because I know that you're going to die soon and that as God's knight you're going straight to Heaven...

→Knight, you must put an end to her evil-doings. You cannot let her go free and wait till she tries to bewitch me again! I have been resisting her successfully for the time being, but who knows when that crazy wench really stumbles upon some working magic formula?! After all, it is a blatant heresy!

→I'm not a priest, Father, so I'll leave this part of the problem to the more competent. Of course I've heard people saying that this was the end of the world and the Scourges of God was just its forerunner. I know the Holy Scripture, the Apocalypse and saint Ezechiel—but still, who can say that this is the end of the world? It's not a question I am competent to answer. I have been authorized to administer this land and I can see the effect of the plague, the famine, the rain of fire, the coming of the beasts, the loss of faith and the heresy—and of course the constant decrease in tax revenues. Glatzburg treasury is completely empty and there is no hope it will get better anytime soon. That's what I call a crisis!

→I'm not a priest, knight, so I'll leave this part of the problem to the more competent. Of course I've heard people saying that this was the end of the world and the Scourges of God was just its forerunner. I know the Holy Scripture, the Apocalypse and saint Ezechiel—but still, who can say that this is the end of the world? It's not a question I am competent to answer. I have been authorized to administer this land and I can see the effect of the plague, the famine, the rain of fire, the coming of the beasts, the loss of faith and the heresy—and of course the constant decrease in tax revenues. Glatzburg treasury is completely empty and there is no hope it will get better anytime soon. That's what I call a crisis!

→I knew you wouldn't fail me, son. You're a true example for us all! May Archangel Gabriel himself and all the Saints protect you. Here accept the sprinkler with holy water that will allow you to fulfill the task. As soon as the Temple of All Gods is consecrated I'll send several of our priests to start with repairing it, and to keep the flame of the true faith burning amidst infernal darkness.

→Because I'm not sure you've heard about the Temple of All Gods in the main square of Galibornium. It was the most imposing pagan sacral building in the whole Filkland Peninsula. Even the faithful had to admire it in spite of themselves, because it really looked like a respectable house of God, although it was devoted to pagan gods. When the city was conquered and its inhabitants either killed or converted, the faithful priests decided to let the temple stand and to consecrate it, to turn it into a magnificent divine sanctuary.

→I know Trevorius. He's the Glatzburg diocese Bishop. From time to time we visit each other, but during the last years we didn't have many opportunities to do so. As far as I know he's a true and devoted servant of God—although I thought the same about Judge Vallarian. Anyway, if Master Edmond d'Arvias recommended you to seek him, don't hesitate to do so. Set on the journey to Glatzburg, my son, and try to reveal the secret of that scroll. I'm convinced it doesn't hide anything good, but it's our holy duty!

→This is Edmond d'Arvias's letter to Bishop Trevorius in Glatzburg. It reads:\\n\\nDear friend,\\nI sincerely hope you receive this letter in kind health and fair circumstance, despite the evils plaguing us all. I would trouble you, Trevorius, to aid the bearer of this letter with an investigation of the utmost importance. Though I tremble to write the words which follow, I fear even more your disbelieving them, old friend. There has been a conspiracy in Hillbrandt to invoke the fallen angel, Arthamon—a conspiracy, I fear, which has likely succeeded. What makes the case all the more troubling is that Bishop Vallarian, who you know well from the Inquisitorial Curia of Glatzburg, has been convicted of the crime.\\nAs you can see, this is no petty case of hearsay heresy. Though the betrayal of an inquisitorial judge frightens me to no end, Trevorius, certain truths which have come to light bring a chill to my very soul. Though it may only be the rambling of a doomed man, Judge Vallarian left a warning for the bearer of this letter; the Children of the New Order, of which you certainly know more than I, walk the Earth again.\\nI would ask you to afford the bearer of this letter all possible assistance with his investigation, and to help him discover the truth behind Judge Vallarian’s betrayal. I fear more than my peace of mind hangs in the balance, old friend.\\nEver Yours, Edmond

→Yes I am a knight. And now tell me what were you doing so far from the town. Aren't you afraid that something might happen to you?

→Paul Hammerhand is missing? Then he must have run away again, Father. It wouldn't be the first time. He's, well, how do you put it... a wild child. But I think he's not a bad boy. He's just neglected, I think. From time to time he joins me when I drive the Duke's herds to pasture. He's got a lot of dreams about the life of an adventurer. He likes to wander about in dangerous places such as the Dragon Rock. I told him several times to be careful and that he'd be sorry for that one day, but he never listened. If you're looking for him, try looking there...