Wesnoth - en to gl translation catalogue (985 entries)

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth [scenario]: id=22_The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: The Rise of Wesnoth
gl: A orixe do Reino do Noroeste

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: TRoW
gl: ORN

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: (Easy)
gl: (fácil)

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: Fighter
gl: Loitador

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: (Normal)
gl: (normal)

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: Commander
gl: Comandante

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: (Challenging)
gl: (esixente)

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: Lord
gl: Cabaleiro

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: Lead Prince Haldric through the destruction of the Green Isle and across the Ocean to establish the very kingdom of Wesnoth itself. The confrontation with Lich-Lord Jevyan awaits...
gl: Vive co príncipe Haldric a destrución da Illa Verde, e cruza con el o océano para establecer o Reino do Noroeste. Espérate un enfrontamento co señor liche Llevian…

note: [campaign]: id=The_Rise_of_Wesnoth
en: (Expert level, 24 scenarios.)
gl: Nivel experto, 24 escenarios.

note: [about]
en: Campaign Design
gl: Deseño da campaña

note: [about]
en: Campaign Maintenance
gl: Mantemento da campaña

note: [about]
en: Artwork and Graphics Design
gl: Traballo artístico e deseño gráfico

note: [about]
en: WML Contributors
gl: Código WML

note: [scenario]: id=01_A_Summer_of_Storms
en: A Summer of Storms
gl: Un verán de tormentas

note: [part]
en: In the days before Haldric the First saved our people and founded the country of Wesnoth, we came from an island kingdom far to the west...
gl: Antes de que Haldric I nos salvase e fundase o Reino do Noroeste, os nosos antepasados vivían nun reino dunha illa, no distante oeste.

note: [part]
en: We were prosperous, strong, and numerous. We lived in a rich land with many kings. Then <i>they</i> came, the Wesfolk. They were a wicked, brutal, and dirty lot.
gl: Eran ricos, fortes e numerosos. Vivían nunhas terras prósperas con moitos reis. E entón chegaron os <i>occidentais</i>, un grupo cruel, brutal e sucio.

note: [part]
en: They were the vanquished refugees of some war, fleeing from their homes in a land even farther off into the west. The Wesfolk were not numerous, but they used dark magic, commanding vengeful spirits and legions of walking dead...
gl: Eran refuxiados dunha guerra, fuxiran das súas terras, aínda máis ao oeste. Os occidentais non eran numerosos, pero empregaban a maxia negra, comandando espíritos vingadores e lexións de mortos andantes…

note: [part]
en: After a time of great struggle, a peace was reached. We came to dominate most of the Isle, with the Wesfolk pushed onto the most marginal of lands. In confronting their vile legions, we grew strong. Indeed, it was from this war we gleaned our first shards of knowledge about magic.
gl: Despois dun tempo de grandes conflitos, asinouse un tratado de paz. Conseguimos dominar a maior parte da illa, obrigando aos occidentais a vivir nas peores terras. Os enfrontamentos coas súas malvadas lexións fíxonos fortes. A dicir verdade, foi pola nosa guerra cos occidentais que tomamos coñecemento do que era a «maxia».

note: [part]
en: You must recall that the route from the western continent to our Green Isle was perilous at the best of times — so perilous that a stable trading relationship between the mainland and the Isle could never be maintained.
gl: Lembrarás que a nosa viaxe desde o continente occidental ata a Illa Verde foi, como mínimo, perigoso. Sería completamente imposíbel establecer unha ruta de comercio entre o continente e a illa.

note: [part]
en: Things were worse still when sailing to the east. A strong, cold ocean current swept down from the north in the Eastern Ocean, pushing all ships horribly off course. Ships that traveled east and returned reported nothing but open ocean and vile sea monsters...
gl: As cousas foron aínda peores ao navegarmos cara o leste. Unha forte corrente do océano, nada  no norte do Océano Oriental, empurraba a todas as embarcacións, desviándoas. Aqueles que navegaban cara o leste e intentaban regresar, non atopaban máis que mar aberto, e temíbeis monstros mariños…

note: [part]
en: Over time our skills as navigators grew. Then, one day, the strong-hearted Crown Prince of Southbay returned home from a long voyage with a fabulous tale. He said that there were lands to the east that could be reached by aggressively sailing to the east and north, to compensate for southern pull of the ocean.
gl: Co tempo, a nosa habilidade para a navegación mellorou. Foi entón que, un día, o príncipe herdeiro da baía sur volveu a casa dunha longa viaxe, portando unha historia fabulosa. Dicía que había terras ao leste ás que se podía chegar de navegaren firmemente cara o leste  e norte, para compensar o empurre da corrente oceánica.

note: [part]
en: It wasn’t long after he returned that the very Crown Prince who discovered the land to the east fell ill and died under mysterious circumstances. His younger brother, the next in line for the throne, chafed at the eye of suspicion cast upon him. He conspired to start a war of distraction with the poor Wesfolk kingdoms and their Lich-Lords.
gl: Non foi moito despois da súa volta que o propio príncipe, o que descubriu as terras do leste, caeu enfermo e morreu en misteriosas circunstancias. O seu irmán, máis novo e seguinte na liña de sucesión, levantou moitas sospeitas. Para desviar a atención do seu pobo, o novo príncipe iniciou unha guerra cos pobres reinos occidentais e os seus señores liches.

note: [part]
en: The new Crown Prince departed with the largest army ever assembled on the Isle to make war with the Wesfolk. This is where our story begins...
gl: O príncipe partiu co maior exército que xamais existira na illa coa intención de levarlle a guerra aos occidentais. Aquí comeza a nosa historia…

note: [part]
en: ... with the plight of a different prince on the same Isle...
gl: …coas dificultades dun príncipe diferente, na mesma illa.

note: [part]
en: For this is the story of Haldric the First and the Rise of Wesnoth...
gl: Esta é a historia de Haldric I e a orixe do Reino do Noroeste…

note: [side]: id=Prince Haldric, type=Noble Commander [side]: type=Noble Commander, id=Prince Haldric [side]: type=Noble Fighter, id=Prince Haldric [side]: type=Noble Youth, type=Noble Fighter, id=Prince Haldric
en: Prince Haldric
gl: Príncipe Haldric

note: [side]: type=Wesfolk Outcast, id=Wesfolk Leader
en: Wesfolk Leader
gl: Líder dos occidentais

note: [side]: type=Wesfolk Outcast, id=Wesfolk Leader
en: Wesfolk
gl: Occidentais

note: [event]
en: King Eldaric IV
gl: Rei Eldaric IV

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat the Wesfolk Leader
gl: Derrota á líder dos occidentais.

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Prince Haldric
gl: Morte do príncipe Haldric.

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of King Eldaric
gl: Morte do rei Eldaric.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The trouble seems to have finally reached to the heart of the Isle, to the isolated lands of King Eldaric IV.
gl: Parece que hai problemas no corazón da illa, nas terras do rei Eldaric IV.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: It looks like a Wesfolk rabble have seized the Northern Keep! Prepare for battle, Haldric!
gl: Parece que algunhas xentes occidentais se apoderaron da torre do norte. Prepárate para a batalla, Haldric!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Father, I am of age now. May I lead our forces in battle?
gl: Pai, agora que xa son maior de idade, podo dirixir eu as forzas na batalla?

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: You’re showing initiative, son! I’m proud of you! Yes, you may lead our forces to battle, it is time — but I’ll stay near to keep an eye on you. There is more to this raid than meets the eye, I think.
gl: Demostras iniciativa, fillo, e estou moi orgulloso de ti! Podes dirixir ás nosas forzas na batalla, si, pero procurarei quedar preto para observar como o fas e botarche unha man cando o necesites. Creo que o ataque é máis do que parece a simple vista.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: They’re Wesfolk, reavers and thieves by nature; rare is the summer they do not raid us. What mystery is in it now?
gl: Son occidentais, saqueadores e ladróns por natureza. Non hai verán que non nos ataquen, que diferencia este asalto de todos os anteriores?

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: These are not normal times. When the Prince of Southbay has raised a host that could utterly destroy them, why would they compound their troubles by raising a quarrel with another king?
gl: Corren tempos estraños. Se o príncipe de Biasur reuniu un exército capaz de destruílos, por que se molestan en reunir un grupo así para enfrontarse a outro rei?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Perhaps these are refugees fleeing his advance?
gl: Ao mellor se trata de refuxiados que foxen do avance das tropas do príncipe da baía sur.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Unlikely. The Prince they might evade in the wild country; south and east of here is more thickly settled with our folk, and a greater danger to them. Even supposing they could win through us, why court the wrath of the greater kingdoms?
gl: Non o creo. Ao príncipe poderían intentar evitalo nas terras salvaxes. Pero as terras ao sur e leste da nosa posición están poboadas polas nosas xentes, e son para eles un gran perigo. Aínda supoñendo que tivesen o poder necesario para vencernos, por que pór a proba a ira dos reinos máis fortes?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We must inquire of the survivors after we defeat them. Onward to victory!
gl: Debemos interrogar aos superviventes en canto os derrotemos. Adiante, a pola vitoria!

note: [message]: speaker=Wesfolk Leader
en: Look, a little princeling and his merry men! We’ll teach you a lesson for what your kind did to us!
gl: Mirade, un principiño e os seus homes felices! Darémosche unha lección, principiño, pagaredes polo que nos fixestes.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Don’t forget about some of the more isolated villages, we’ll need the gold!
gl: Non esquezas conquistar ata as vilas máis illadas, necesitaremos ouro!

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Make haste, son! We must win before the summer crop is in ruin.
gl: Dáte présa, fillo! Debemos gañar antes de que a colleita de verán se estrague.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: I invoke the right of surrender! Don’t kill me...
gl: Reclamo o dereito de rendición! Non me matedes…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Why have you come to trouble our lands?
gl: Por que viñestes atacar as nosas terras?

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Trouble your lands! Bah! Your fool Prince of Southbay has attacked our lands. The Lich-Lords had no choice... They opened a gate... and...
gl: Atacar as vosas terras? Foi o parvo do voso príncipe de Biasur o que atacou as nosas terras. Aos señores liche non lles quedou alternativa… Abriron a porta… e…

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: And what?
gl: E que?

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: They pledged to visit all of the terrors of the hells upon the Isle. They built a great stone gate to the heart of the homeland of the orcs in the distant west! Now even we Wesfolk must flee or be slaves.
gl: Prometeron traer á illa todos os terrores dos infernos. Construíron unha gran porta de pedra que leva ao corazón da terra dos orcos, no distante oeste! Agora os occidentais debemos elixir: fuxir ou a escravitude.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Orcs are just creatures of tall tales!
gl: Os «orcos» non son máis que criaturas de conto.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: You’ve been on this island too long. I assure you that orcs exist. By now there are probably a half dozen gates to the orcish homeland. There is no hope.
gl: Levades tempo de máis nesta illa. Podo asegurarvos que os orcos existen. E a estas alturas debe haber xa media ducia de portas ás súas terras. Non queda esperanza para os humanos.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: We must prepare the defenses! Haldric, stay at the keep. I must go and fortify our frontier.
gl: Debemos preparar as defensas! Haldric, queda na torre. Eu asegurareime de que se fortifiquen as fronteiras.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: My forces are defeated, under your customs of surrender I will go now.
gl: Derrotástesme. Se non entendo mal, os vosos costumes ditan que teño dereito a marchar.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: You may go. See to it that you trouble us no more, for the custom states that you may invoke surrender but once. If we meet again, I won’t be so merciful.
gl: Marcha. Pero non ouses regresar. O dereito de rendición só pode invocarse unha vez, a seguinte non haberá piedade.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: We have run out of time... The crops shall spoil, we’ll starve!
gl: Perdemos demasiado tempo, as colleitas estragaranse, morreremos de fame!

note: [message]: speaker=second_unit
en: Die, Wesfolk scum!
gl: Morre, escoura occidental!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Feel my wrath, you fiend!
gl: Sinte a miña ira, demo!

note: [scenario]: id=02_The_Fall
en: The Fall
gl: O outono

note: [part]
en: Summer passes into fall, and King Eldaric fortifies his frontiers. It is not long before the first orcish scouts are spotted. War has come to the valley.
gl: O verán dá paso ao outono, e o rei Eldaric fortifica as súas fronteiras. Non tardan en avistarse os primeiros exploradores dos orcos. A guerra chegou ao val.

note: [side]: type=Noble Fighter, id=Prince Haldric
en: Stormvale
gl: Valmenta

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Rarbag
en: Tan-Rarbag
gl: Tan-Rabán

note: [side]: type=Draug, id=General Heravan [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Bok [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Burg [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Erirt [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Gagar [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Gralg [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Gulo [side]: type=
en: Orcs
gl: Orcos

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warrior, id=Tan-Erang
en: Tan-Erang
gl: Tan-Erán

note: [event]: (id=Wesfolk Leader) experience $wesfolk_leader_store.experience}
en: Thegwyn
gl: Degüin

note: [event]: (id=Wesfolk Leader) experience $wesfolk_leader_store.experience}
en: Galdred
gl: Galdredo

note: [event]: (id=Wesfolk Leader) experience $wesfolk_leader_store.experience}
en: Tromas
gl: Tromasa

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of King Eldaric IV
gl: Morte do rei Eldaric IV.

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Orcs kill the Wesfolk Leader
gl: Que os orcos maten á líder dos occidentais.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Haldric, things have not gone well! The orcs have arrived. We met them at the north keep but they were just too many. They have flanked us to the east in the mountains. I have my personal guards holding the pass to the north, but they won’t be able to last long... We must evacuate our home.
gl: Haldric, as cousas non marcharon como esperaba. Os orcos chegaron ata aquí! Enfrontámonos a eles na torre norte, pero eran demasiados. Flanqueáronnos polo leste nas montañas. A miña garda persoal está protexendo o paso norte, pero non aguantarán moito máis… Debemos evacuar.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: That’s awful! And it only gets worse. That Wesfolk rabble has set up shop again in the south pass...
gl: Iso é terríbel! Aínda por riba, os occidentais volveron e estabelecéronse no paso do sur…

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: That’s the only way out of the valley! This is a disaster! We must defeat that Wesfolk scum and flee to the south. Our home is lost... We must make haste.
gl: Esa é a única saída do val! Isto é un desastre. Debemos derrotar a esa escoura occidental e fuxir ao sur. Estas terras xa non son seguras… E debemos apresurarnos.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Rarbag
en: So, <i>human</i>, care to make your final stand?
gl: Oe, <i>humano</i>, unhas últimas palabras?

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Erang
en: Die! Die! Die!
gl: Morrede! Morrede! Morrede!

note: [message]: speaker=Wesfolk Leader
en: This is going to get ugly...
gl: Isto vaise poñer feo…

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Hurry! Only death awaits in this valley!
gl: A présa! Este val xa non nos pode ofrecer outra cousa que morte!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Umm, I invoke the right of surren...
gl: Eh… Reclamo o dereito de rendición…

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Nay! Off with your hea—
gl: Non! Decapitádea—

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: But I can help! Really! You could use me and my men’s skills on the long road ahead!
gl: Pero podo axudar! De verdade! Eu e o que resta dos meus homes poderíamos unirnos a vós na vosa viaxe.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Haldric, what say you on this matter?
gl: Haldric, ti que dis?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Hmm... after some thought...
gl: Hm…

note: [option]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I think that your skills may be useful. You may join us.
gl: As vosas habilidades serannos de utilidade, podedes unirvos a nós.

note: [message]: speaker=Wesfolk Leader
en: Let there be peace between us, our survival depends on it.
gl: Haberá entón paz entre nós, diso depende a nosa supervivencia.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: So what shall I call you?
gl: Como debo chamarte?

note: [message]: speaker=Wesfolk Leader
en: The Lady Outlaw will do.
gl: Por min podes chamarme «dama proscrita».

note: [command]: (id=Lady Outlaw)} [unit]: id=Lady Outlaw, type=$wesfolk_leader_store.type
en: Lady Outlaw
gl: Dama Proscrita

note: [option]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Your word can’t be trusted. Prepare to meet your gods!
gl: Non se pode confiar na vosa palabra. Prepárate para reunirte cos teus deuses!

note: [message]: speaker=Wesfolk Leader
en: Arrogant fools! (<i>Reaches into pocket</i>) <i>Poof</i>!
gl: Parvos arrogantes! (<i>colle algo do peto, e desaparece</i>)

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Argh, she’s gone. Next time, more sword, less chat.
gl: Argh, escapou. A próxima vez será mellor non entreterse a conversar.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: She’s clever! Maybe I made the wrong choice. Well, at least she left some of her gold behind...
gl: Non parecía parva a muller, quizais fixemos mal en rexeitar a súa axuda. En fin, haberá que contentarse co ouro que deixou detrás.

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: Son, you must lead our people through the south pass. I will remain behind to hold off these vile monsters for as long as I can.
gl: Fillo, debes dirixir ao noso pobo a través do paso do sur. Eu quedarei aquí para pararlle os pés a estes monstros canto poida.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: But, Father!
gl: Pero, pai!

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: It’s the only way. Go now, and don’t look back! Luck be with you!
gl: Non queda outra. Marcha, e non mires atrás. Sorte!

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: We’re surrounded! The orcs have taken the southern pass! All is lost!
gl: Estamos rodeados, os orcos tomaron o paso do sur! Todo está perdido…

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: We’re surrounded! I can see their reinforcements! All is lost!
gl: Estamos rodeados, chegan os seus reforzos! Todo está perdido…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Our home! Where shall we go!
gl: As nosas terras… Onde imos ir agora?

note: [message]: speaker=King Eldaric IV
en: There can be no looking back! We must go south.
gl: Non podemos mirar atrás. Debemos dirixirnos ao sur.

note: [scenario]: id=03_A_Harrowing_Escape
en: A Harrowing Escape
gl: Unha fuxida agoniante

note: [side]: id=Prince Haldric, type=Noble Commander [side]: type=Ancient Wose, id=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil [side]: type=Noble Commander, id=Prince Haldric
en: Refugees
gl: Refuxiados

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Schmog
en: Tan-Schmog
gl: Tan-Esmogo

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-NauVong
en: Tan-NauVong
gl: Tan-Nauvón

note: [event]
en: Snagakhan
gl: Esnágacan

note: [event]
en: Knafakhan
gl: Quenáfacan

note: [event]
en: Hoshnak
gl: Osnar

note: [event]
en: Gruumogth
gl: Grumogo

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat all enemy leaders
gl: Derrota a todos os líderes inimigos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Argh, the orcish vanguard must have flanked us even further to the east! They’re already holding the mouth of the pass. We have to get out of the mountain pass before winter comes or we’re all dead meat!
gl: Argh, a vangarda dos orcos debeunos flanquear polo leste. Cortáronnos o paso!Temos que atravesar o paso antes do inverno ou morreremos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Father, I wish you were here...
gl: Se meu pai estivese aquí…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: I’d drop the sentiment and pick up your sword. There’s plenty of fighting ahead of us!
gl: Eu que ti me deixaría de sentimentalismos e collería a espada, espéranos unha boa batalla.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Schmog
en: You won’t get much further boy. Grrrr!
gl: Non vas chegar moi lonxe, rapaz. <i>Gr!</i>

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Who goes there?
gl: Quen anda aí?

note: [unit]: id=Burin the Lost, type=Dwarvish Steelclad
en: Burin the Lost
gl: Burin “O perdido”

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Burin, Burin the Lost. Who be ye?
gl: Son Burin, Burin “O perdido”. Quen sodes vós?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I’m Prince Haldric, we have little time to talk. We must make haste through the pass... What are you?
gl: Son o príncipe Haldric, pero non temos tempo de pararnos a falar. Debemos cruzar o paso… Que clase de criatura es ti?

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I’m a dwarf, you fool of a boy! I got lost while exploring deep underground, almost a century ago. I’ve never found my way home. But it seems nice enough here.
gl: Como que que clase de criatura son?! Son un anano, rapás! Hai case un século xa, estaba explorando as profundidades da terra e perdinme. Nunca din atopado o camiño de volta ás miñas covas, pero hei de disir que aquí tampouco se está mal.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Nice? The orcs have come, and we must flee!
gl: Que non se está mal? Agora estas terras están repletas de orcos! Debemos fuxir.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Orcs! It’s been a long time since I felt the satisfying crunch of one of those under my axe. Time for a fight!
gl: Orcos! Mira que levo tempo sen partirlle o cranio a un deses. Poucas cousas hai no mundo máis satisfactorias, hei de disir. A loitar!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: You’ve fought orcs before?
gl: Xa loitaras con orcos antes?

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Fool boy! Where did you grow up? Enough of this, let’s go get some orcs!
gl: Que preghuntas son esas? Pois claro! Pero en que mundo vives? En fin, menos falar, e máis orcos!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’re trapped in the pass! I can see their reinforcements! All is lost! Is that... Is that snow...? We’re doomed!
gl: Estamos atrapados no paso! Cos seus reforzos de camiño, e o inverno achegándose, todo está perdido…

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: SE — The River Road.
    SW — The Midlands.
gl: Camiño do río (sueste)
    Terras Medianas (suroeste)

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: GO HOME! AIN’T NUTTIN TO SEE HEER!
gl: FÓRA! AQUÍ NON HAI NADA QUE VER!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Now, should I go southeast on the river road, or southwest through the midlands? The river road crosses the Swamp of Esten, so I doubt that even orcs would go there. The Midlands were nice, but who knows what’s going on there now.
gl: Agora que, imos ao sueste polo camiño do río, o ao suroeste polas Terras Medianas? O camiño do río atravesa as Brañas de Esten, así que non creo que os orcos nos sigan por aí. As Terras Medianas estaban ben a última vez que as visitei, pero vai ti saber o que nos espera nelas agora.

note: [option]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I think I’ll take the river road...
gl: Creo que deberíamos ir polo camiño do río…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: Good. The Midlands are probably an orc-infested ruin by now.
gl: Paréceme ben, seguro que as Terras Medianas están ateigadas de orcos a estas alturas.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: <i>Swamp</i>?! I’m under five feet tall, and I don’t float! ... Argh, have it your way.
gl: Ás brañas? Non mido nin sinco pés, non sei nadar, e lévasme ás <i>brañas</i>?! Argh… como queiras.

note: [option]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ll go through the Midlands...
gl: Atravesaremos as Terras Medianas…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: I suspect that the Midlands might be in ruins by now.
gl: As Terras Mediadas deben estar en ruínas a estas alturas.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: It’s better than the swamp. I’m under five feet tall, and I don’t float! Besides, I’d rather enjoy meeting more orcs.
gl: Seghe sendo un plan mellor que as brañas para min, non mido nin sinco pés e non sei nadar. Ademais, con sorte atopamos alghúns orcos.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-NauVong
en: Come and get it!
gl: A por eles, asasinos!

note: [message]: type=Orcish Slayer
en: Die, human.
gl: Morrede, humanos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Uh-oh!
gl: Oh oh…

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Schmog
en: I’ll not go so easily!
gl: Non me mataredes tan facilmente.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve escaped the pass. Well, at least I know that the orcs can be beaten. Hmm, I guess that this is the last I’ll see of my home... and my father. (<i>Sigh</i>)
gl: Conseguimos atravesar o paso, e agora sabemos que podemos derrotar aos orcos. Despedídevos, non creo que volvamos ver as nosas terras… <small>nin a meu pai…</small> (<i>suspira</i>).

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We should make our way to Southbay. It is the largest city on the Isle. We should be able to make a stand there. Failing that, there’s always Clearwater Port.
gl: Debemos intentar chegar a Biasur. É a maior cidade da illa, e poderemos quedar alí. Se non pode ser, sempre nos quedará o Porto de Augalimpa.

note: [scenario]: id=04a_The_Swamp_of_Esten
en: The Swamp of Esten
gl: A Braña de Esten

note: [part]
en: So it came to pass that Prince Haldric was forced from his home, never to return. With the help of his father’s noble sacrifice he has escaped through the southern pass. Haldric has left the lands of his home, and before him stretches the vast expanse of the southern kingdoms of his people.
gl: E foi así como o príncipe Haldric se viu obrigado a deixar as súas terras para non volver xamais. Con axuda do nobre sacrificio de seu pai, conseguiu escapar a través do paso do sur. Haldric deixou atrás as súas terras natais, e ante el estendíanse as vastas terras dos reinos do sur.

note: [part]
en: The river road follows the Isle’s greatest river to the southeast. This road leads to the Isle’s second largest city, Clearwater Port. It would likely have been the Isle’s largest city save for the events of the Wesfolk War. The Lich-Lords befouled much of the land around the river during the course of a great battle. Now the swamp is home to a Wesfolk-imitating cult.
gl: O camiño do río levaba ao sueste seguindo a beira do río máis caudaloso de toda a illa, acabando na segunda cidade máis poboada da illa, o Porto de Augalimpa. A cidade sería a máis grande da illa de non ser polo eventos que tiveron lugar durante a guerra contra os occidentais, cando os señores liches contaminaron gran parte das terras arredor do río. Nas brañas vivían agora xentes de tradicións semellantes ás dos occidentais.

note: [side]: type=Dark Sorcerer, id=Cleon [side]: type=Dark Sorcerer, id=Clurka [side]: type=Dark Sorcerer, id=Lollyra
en: Cultists
gl: Membros da seita

note: [side]: type=Dark Sorcerer, id=Lollyra
en: Lollyra
gl: Lolira

note: [side]: type=Dark Sorcerer, id=Clurka
en: Clurka
gl: Clurca

note: [event] [then]
en: Scorpion
gl: Escorpión

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: With great trepidation, Prince Haldric leads his refugee band into the Swamp of Esten. In the center of that very swamp a shroud of fog descends over young Prince Haldric.
gl: Non falto de inquietude, o príncipe Haldric levou ao seu pobo de refuxiados á Braña de Esten. Chegados á zona central do lameiro, unha néboa cubriu ao príncipe e as súas xentes.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I have a very bad feeling about this. This awful swamp and its crazy cult... Before these troubles started we used to have to clear the swamp every spring and fall.
gl: Isto non che me gusta nada. Malditas brañas… Antes de todos estes problemas, lembro que tiñamos que limpar o lameiro todas as primaveras e outonos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I suppose with the rampaging bands of murderous orcs roaming about that hasn’t been done in a while.
gl: Supoño que agora, con eses orcos asasinos roldando pola illa, non houbo tempo de pararse a limpar.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I miss the orcs... We go all this way, and (<i>sniff</i>) what a lovely smell we have discovered.
gl: Boto de menos aos orcos… Todo o que levamos camiñado, e todo para que? (<i>cheira ruidosamente</i>) Para ghosar desta fraghansia?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: This is too quiet. I don’t like this one bit, not one bit at all.
gl: Hai demasiado silencio. Isto non che me gusta nada, nadiña.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Wait, I think I hear something... To arms!
gl: Un momento, creo que escoitei algo… Ás armas!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Careful, you don’t know what’s lurking in there!
gl: Tede coidado, non sabemos o que pode haber aí dentro.

note: [unit]: type=White Mage, id=Minister Edren
en: Minister Edren
gl: Ministro Edren

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: Back you vile— Oh, sorry I thought you were undead. When are those goofs in Clearwater Port going to clear the swamp again?
gl: Atrás, vil criatura! Oh! Desculpa, pensei que eras un non morto. A ver se alguén limpa o lameiro dunha vez.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Maybe they’ll clear it some time after the APOCALYPSE is OVER!
gl: Pode que alguén o limpe logo de que <b>remate o apocalipse!</b>

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: Oooh! I take it you wouldn’t mind if I helped out?
gl: Oh. Entendo que non che importará se voto unha man, non?

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Hey, there’s somebody hidden in the temple. Ack! Hold there!
gl: Eh, hai alguén agochado no templo. Alto aí!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: SW — The Oldwood Forest.
    Enter at Your Own Risk!
gl: Bosque Vello (suroeste)
    Non se recomenda entrar.

note: [message]: speaker=Lollyra
en: May I live forever in Un-death!
gl: Vivirei para sempre a non vida!

note: [message]: speaker=Clurka
en: Ohh! To be risen again!
gl: Renacerei unha vez máis!

note: [message]: speaker=Cleon
en: A prayer for life immortal!
gl: Unha oración para a vida inmortal!

note: [unit]: type=Knight, id=Sir Ruddry
en: Sir Ruddry
gl: Señor Rudri

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ruddry
en: I don’t know who you are, but you can’t continue down this road! There is a horde of those orcs bigger than any army I’ve ever seen just down the road!
gl: Non sei quen sodes, pero non podedes continuar por este camiño. Aproxímase un inmenso exército de orcos!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I’m Haldric; my father was King Eldaric IV in the lands northwest of here. Soldier, have you deserted your post?
gl: Son Haldric, fillo do rei Eldaric IV, das terras que hai ao  noroeste de aquí. Soldado, desertaches do teu posto?

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ruddry
en: No, Sir! I’m the sole survivor of the Clearwater Port expeditionary force. Trust me, you can’t continue down this road, Sir. Especially with the refugees, you’ll be slaughtered.
gl: Non, señor! Son o único supervivente da forza expedicionaria do Porto de Augalimpa. Confiade en min, non podedes continuar por este camiño. Sería unha matanza.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Tell me, does Clearwater Port still stand? Is the port free?
gl: Dime, soldado, continúa a resistencia da cidade? Ou tomárona os orcos?

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ruddry
en: As far as I know, Sir. We have a large army, and they were pressing all able bodied men and boys into service when I left. That orcish army is huge, but they haven’t met the main body of our forces yet.
gl: Polo que sei, señor, aínda non a tomaron. O noso exército é numeroso, e cando marchei estaban poñendo armas nas mans de todo home ou cativo capaz de loitar. o exército dos orcos é xigante, pero aínda non se enfrontaron ao corpo principal do noso exército.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, we can’t go back, and the road ahead is blocked. I guess we’ll have to risk it and go through the Oldwood forest, then make a break for Clearwater Port or Southbay.
gl: Regresar non podemos regresar, e o camiño do sur está bloqueado. Supoño que teremos que arriscarnos a través do Bosque Vello, e logo virar ao Porto de Augalimpa ou a Biasur.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Oh great, now a forest... I should have stayed at home and took my chances with the orcs!
gl: Xenial, aghora un bosque… Debín quedar na casa e enfrontarme eu soíño aos orcos!

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ladoc [message]: speaker=Sir Ruddry
en: Sir, if you don’t mind, I’ll go with you.
gl: Señor, se non lle importa unireime a vós.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: On we go...
gl: Alá vamos…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We have run out of time... We’ll be trapped in this swamp when winter arrives!
gl: Tardamos demasiado, o inverno colleranos neste lameiro!

note: [scenario]: id=04b_The_Midlands
en: The Midlands
gl: As Terras Medianas

note: [part]
en: To the southwest lay the Midlands. These were prosperous kingdoms, nestled between hill and forest. These had been the breadbasket of the Green Isle, exporting lumber and gemstones as well. The Midland kingdoms fed the city of Southbay, the largest city on the Isle. The coming of the Orcs threatened to lay waste to all this.
gl: Ao suroeste estaban as Terras Medianas, con reinos que prosperaban entre as montañas e os bosques. Estes reinos foran sempre o centro produtor da illa, con exportacións de alimentos, madeira e xemas. Estas exportacións perigaban agora coa presenza dos orcos na illa.

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Vrodis
en: Tan-Vrodis
gl: Tan-Vodris

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Bok
en: Tan-Bok
gl: Tan-Boco

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Hogar
en: Tan-Hogar
gl: Tan-Ogar

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Prince Haldric leads his refugee band into the Midlands and smoke is in the air.
gl: Cando o príncipe Haldric e o seu pobo chegan ás Terras Medianas, había fume no aire.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: It is as we suspected, the orcs have sacked the Midlands. This is not a civilized way to fight a war! Look there, there are still orcs about... To arms!
gl: O que sospeitaba, os orcos saquearon as Terras Medianas. Isto non é forma de loitar unha guerra! Mirade para alá, aínda quedan orcos… Ás armas!

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: All right! Charge!
gl: Xa se me estaba a secar o machado!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: Feel my wrath, you orcish scum!
gl: Sentiredes a miña ira, escoura!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Vrodis
en: HUMANS... I see humans!
gl: <b>Humanos</b>… Vexo humanos!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Bok
en: Ha, Hogar! You said we wouldn’t see any action this far back from the front.
gl: Ha, Ogar! E ti que pensabas que que non veriamos acción ningunha por nos quedar tan atrás.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Hogar
en: Shut yer mouth! Let’s just get ’em.
gl: Calade, e a por eles!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: SE — The Oldwood. Enter at Your Own Risk!
gl: Bosque Vello (sueste)
    Non se recomenda entrar.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: SW — Southbay.
gl: Biasur (suroeste)

note: [event]
en: Grilg
gl: Gringo

note: [message]: speaker=Grilg
en: What? More humans here? Get them!
gl: O que? Máis humanos? Collédeos!

note: [event]
en: Vrogar
gl: Brogar

note: [message]: speaker=Vrogar
en: How’d they get behind us? I hate to miss such tasty meat.
gl: Como acabaron na nosa retagarda? Odio perderme festíns coma este!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Hogar
en: Better him than me! Reserves!
gl: Mellor el ca min. Reservas!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Bok
en: Hogar was a fool! Reserves!
gl: Ogar era un parvo. Reservas!

note: [unit]: type=Knight, id=Sir Ladoc
en: Sir Ladoc
gl: Señor Ladon

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ladoc
en: Hold there! You can not pass. You’ve already stumbled on the orcish rear guard. The main body of their forces is on the road to Southbay. It is an army of nightmarish size.
gl: Alto aí! Non podedes pasar. Xa vos atopastes coa retagarda dos orcos. O corpo principal das súas tropas está no camiño a Biasur, un exército de proporcións abismais.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I’m Haldric, my father was King Eldaric IV in the lands northwest of here. Soldier, aren’t you on the wrong side of the lines?
gl: Son Haldric, fillo do rei Eldaric IV, das terras ao noroeste de aquí. Soldado, como acabaches a este lado das liñas?

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ladoc
en: They overran my post. I got hit on the head pretty good. When I came to the orcish army had already passed my position.
gl: Invadiron o meu posto.  Levei un bo golpe na cabeza. Cando acordei, os orcos continuaran avanzando pasado o posto.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Tell me, how fares Southbay?
gl: Que é de Biasur?

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ladoc
en: Southbay won’t fall without one hell of a fight, sir. They’ll stand to the last! I only wish I was there!
gl: Biasur non caerá sen antes pelexar, señor. Loitarán ata que non quede ningún en pé. Quen me dese estar alí con eles para axudar.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, we can’t go back, and the road ahead is blocked... I guess we’ll have to risk it and go through the Oldwood forest, then make a break for Clearwater Port.
gl: Regresar non podemos regresar, e o camiño do sur está bloqueado. Supoño que teremos que arriscarnos a través do Bosque Vello, e logo virar ao Porto de Augalimpa.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Oh great, now a forest. I should have stayed at home and took my chances with the orcs!
gl: Xenial, aghora un bosque… Debín quedar na casa e enfrontarme eu soíño aos orcos!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We have run out of time... We’ll be trapped in the midlands when winter comes!
gl: Tardamos demasiado, o inverno colleranos nas Terras Medianas!

note: [scenario]: id=05_The_Oldwood
en: The Oldwood
gl: O Bosque Vello

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Gralg
en: Tan-Gralg
gl: Tan-Gralgo

note: [side]: type=Ancient Wose, id=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
gl: Elimandur-Ridrandil

note: [event]
en: Landunwonbam
gl: Landungonban

note: [event]
en: Bolwuldelman
gl: Bolguldelman

note: [event]
en: Laffalialomdium
gl: Lafalialondiun

note: [event]
en: Wonrunmaldin
gl: Gonunmaldin

note: [event]
en: Lassemista
gl: Lasemista

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
gl: Morte de Elimandur-Ridrandil.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Haldric’s band finds itself at the heart of the Oldwood Forest. The road quickly narrows and becomes little more than a path. Branches reach high overhead, blocking almost all of the light... The ominous noises of the deep woods echo all around.
gl: Haldric e os seus chegaron ao Bosque Vello. O camiño estreitouse axiña, e as árbores cubrían xa as súas cabezas, bloqueando case todo raio de luz. Os sons naturais do bosque retumbaban entre as árbores.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Will this evil forest ever end! There are mosquitoes as big as my fist in here, and these nasty old trees are giving me the creeps.
gl: Parese que nunca se dá acabado o maldito bosque este! Os mosquitos non me deixan en pas, e as árbores estas póñenme os pelos de punta.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: This isn’t so bad. Haldric’s kind are such a suspicious lot when it comes to these sorts of things.
gl: Tampouco é para tanto. O que pasa é que o pobo de Haldric é moi desconfiado para estas cousas.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Quiet. Listen, I think I hear something.
gl: Silencio. Escoitade. Non o oídes?

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: All I hear are more tree-foes!
gl: O único que oio son máis inimigos das árbores!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: That tree, it speaks! No— No— We are tree-friends, really!
gl: Mirade para esa árbore, pode falar! Non— Non— Somos amigos das árbores, de verdade!

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: Your kind has long come with your axes, some tree-friends you are. Still, you seem less of a menace than these new monsters that have come to plague us. They cut the trees, and burn the trees for no reason at all!
gl: A vosa especie leva desde tempos inmemoriais vindo ao bosque cos seus machados, «amigos das árbores». Pero parecedes máis inofensivos que estes novos monstros que parecen estenderse coma unha praga. Cortan as árbores, e as queiman sen motivo algún!

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: You claim to be a tree-friend; show it to be true. For we are in dire need, or you may meet your fate with the rest of these monsters.
gl: Dicides ser amigos das árbores. Demostrádeo. Axudádenos a loitar contra estes monstros, ou sufride vós tamén as consecuencias.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We will help.
gl: Axudarémosvos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: quietly^Be careful with the trees.
gl: Tede coidado coas árbores.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: What? What are you looking at me for?
gl: Que pasa? Por que me mirades todos a min?

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: The temple has already been looted, but the entrance to its catacombs seems to be blocked by a wall of magical energy.
gl: Baleiraron o templo, pero a entrada ás catacumbas parece estar bloqueada por unha parede de enerxía máxica.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Rugar
en: Stupid stinking trees, we’ll show you!
gl: Malditas noxentas árbores, ides aprender o que é bo!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Gralg
en: Chop ’em down. It’s cool in these woods, I think we need a fire!
gl: Botádeas abaixo. Vai frío nestes bosques, creo que imos necesitar unha fogueira!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Without the help of these tree-folk we’ll be trapped in these woods till we die! There will be nothing to hold the orcs back!
gl: Sen a axuda destas árbores quedaremos atrapados no bosques ata que morramos. Nada deterá entón aos orcos!

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Stupid tree-folk.
gl: Estúpidas árbores.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve defeated the orcs!
gl: Derrotamos aos orcos!

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: On this day you have proved yourself to be a tree-friend. For so long your kind has only come with sharp blades to harm my kind. You come to build these buildings of stone. Our roots may be slow, but they are strong. We will eventually claim all of the stones back for the earth.
gl: Hoxe probastes que de verdade sodes amigos das árbores. Durante moito tempo os da vosa especie viron unicamente con coitelas afiadas para facerlle dano aos meus. Vindes para construír estes edificios de pedra. Pode que as nosas raíces sexan lentas, pero antes ou despois devolveremos todas e cada unha das pedras á terra da que as sacastes.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, I suspect you won’t have to worry about my kind for much longer. The orcs have come, and they are taking this Isle!
gl: Sospeito que non teredes que preocuparvos dos da miña especie moito tempo. Os orcos están tomando a illa!

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: Hmmmm— my kind were here before your kind, and we will be here after the orcs are gone as well. We were here before all others, and I suspect that we will be here in the end.
gl: Hm… Nós levamos aquí desde antes ca vós, e seguiremos para cando os orcos marchen. Estivemos desde o principio, e estaremos ata o final.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Can you help us fight the orcs?
gl: Podédesnos axudar a loitar contra os orcos?

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: My kind are bound to the forest, we would be of little help to you beyond our borders. Maybe we could still be of some aid to you. In a war of your people some time ago one of your kings trapped an evil lich in the catacombs of the temple at the heart of the wood. We were there, we were watching.
gl: Os da miña especie estamos ligados ao bosque, pouca axuda vos poderíamos dar alén das nosas fronteiras. Pero supoño que algo poderíamos facer. Hai un tempo, durante unha das guerras do voso pobo, un dos vosos reis atrapou a un liche nas catacumbas do templo que hai no corazón do bosque. Nós estabamos alí, observándoo todo.

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: After we drove your kind off we figured out how to break the spell that holds the Evil in the catacombs, and keeps others from entering them.
gl: Despois de botar fóra aos da vosa especie, descubrimos como romper o feitizo que evita que ese ser saia das catacumbas, e que evitar asemade que outros entren.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: This helps us how?
gl: E iso de que nos serve a nós?

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: The lich was carrying a powerful artifact. We know, we can feel it. This artifact may aid you in your quest.
gl: O liche portaba un poderoso artefacto. Sabémolo, podémolo sentir. Pode que o artefacto vos sirva de axuda.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: He must mean the Ruby of Fire. It was our most powerful artifact. We brought it with us from the Old Continent, long ago. We thought it was lost in the war with your people, when Lich-Lord Lenvan fell!
gl: Debe referirse ao Rubí de Lume. Era a nosa pedra máis poderosa. Trouxémola do Vello Continente, hai moito tempo. Pensábase que se perdera durante a guerra entre os nosos pobos, cando o señor liche Lenvan caera.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: At this point we need all of the help we can get!
gl: Pois se nos pode servir de axuda, necesitarémolo.

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: Then I will open the catacombs for you...
gl: Entón abrirei as catacumbas para vós…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: Young Prince, while the lich-lords have betrayed us by allying themselves with that orcish scum, I can’t bring myself to fight against one of the greatest leaders of my people.
gl: Príncipe, xa sei que os señores liches nos traizoaron uníndose a esa escoura dos orcos, pero non podo loitar contra un dos máis grandes líderes do meu pobo.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Lady, why would you let those monsters lead your people?
gl: Por que deixades que eses monstros lideren ao voso pobo?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: Haldric, we are an ancient people who lived in a land filled with all manner of man and beast. We needed vision that extended beyond the meager span of human years. The art of necromancy allowed our best and brightest to live forever, and our worst got to serve as mindless slaves.
gl: Haldric, somos un pobo milenario que viviu nunha terra chea de todo tipo de especies, intelixentes e non. Necesitabamos de alguén que vise alén da curta vida dun humano. A arte da nigromancia permitiu aos mellores e máis sabios do noso pobo vivir para sempre, e os peores acabaron servíndoos como escravos desalmados.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: Other than losing our war in the far West, then our refugee war to your people, and this orc thing, it wasn’t such a bad deal. Lich-Lord Lenvan was one of our greatest leaders. He led our escape to this land. Albeit, after being down in that hole for so long I don’t imagine he’s too happy.
gl: Deixando de lado a guerra que perdemos no distante oeste, a guerra contra o voso pobo e agora isto dos orcos, a cousa sempre foi bastante ben. E o señor liche Lenvan foi un dos mellores líderes. El nos liderou durante a viaxe a estas terras. Pero co tempo que debe levar alí a baixo, non creo que estea de moi bo humor.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Uh-huh. Have you considered the possibility that the unholy act of turning your best and brightest into undead is what causes them to fall into darkness?
gl: Entendo. Ocorréuseche que ao mellor o impuro acto de converter aos mellores do voso pobo en non mortos é o que os acaba levando a pasarse á escuridade?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: We should save the debate for later. I can still be of use to you. I shall scout the road ahead. We need to know if we can make it to Southbay. I’ll return in a few days.
gl: Xa teremos tempo de debater canto queiramos máis adiante. Vou adiantarme e explorar o resto do camiño, a ver que nos espera cando sigamos. Temos que descubrir se poderemos ou non chegar a Biasur. Volverei nun par de días.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We have run out of time... We’ll be trapped in these woods until we die!
gl: Tardamos demasiado, quedaremos atrapados nestes bosques ata que morramos!

note: [scenario]: id=06_Temple_in_the_Deep
en: Temple in the Deep
gl: As profundidades do templo

note: [side]: type=Lich, id=Lich-Lord Lenvan
en: Lich-Lord Lenvan
gl: Señor liche Lenvan

note: [side]: type=Lich, id=Lich-Lord Caror [side]: type=Lich, id=Lich-Lord Lenvan [side]: type=Spectre, id=Isorfilad [side]: type=Spectre, id=Tinoldor
en: Undead
gl: Non mortos

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat the Lich-Lord
gl: Derrota ao señor liche.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Retrieve the Fire Ruby (with Prince Haldric)
gl: Recupera o Rubí de Lume (co príncipe Haldric).

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Prince Haldric and his company, grim and watchful, descend into catacombs below the temple, buried deep in the bedrock, in the very roots of the world itself. In the distance Haldric hears a booming voice.
gl: O príncipe Haldric e os seus descenderon ás catacumbas baixo o templo. Unha vez abaixo nas profundidades, escoitaron unha voz que parecía provir de todas as direccións.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Lenvan
en: Free! I’m free at last! No mere magi could seal me in here forever! Rise, my soldiers of darkness, the world will be ours once more!
gl: Libre! Por fin! Ningunha maxia sería capaz de reterme aquí para sempre! Erguédevos, soldados da escuridade, o mundo será noso unha vez máis!

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Back underground... Och. this feels much better! As for the current residents, ugh!
gl: De novo nas cavernas… Ah, moito mellor. E mellor aínda cando acabemos cos seus ocupantes actuais.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Let’s send these monsters to their final rest.
gl: Regalémoslles a estes monstros o seu ben merecido descanso eterno.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: All my days are ended.
gl: Aquí acaban os meus días.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The world won’t miss him one bit.
gl: O mundo non o ha botar de menos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: What’s that! No! The tree-folk are sealing us back in here. They must think that we’ve failed. We’re trapped.
gl: Que foi iso? Non! Os árbores seláronnos aquí abaixo. Deberon pensar que non o conseguimos. Estamos atrapados!

note: [message]: speaker=second_unit
en: I don’t like the look of that pool at all.
gl: Non che me gusta nada esa auga.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: You already have the Fire Ruby.
gl: Xa tes o Rubí de Lume.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: As you open the chest you see it, the Ruby of Fire. It is the size of an apple, and burns with an internal fire, which is refracted through its faces. You can feel the power flowing from it...
gl: En canto abres o cofre, ves o Rubí de Lume. Ten o tamaño dunha mazá, e no seu interior arde unha chama, reflectida polas caras da pedra. Podes sentir como un poder emana del…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: It’s funny that the lich-lord didn’t have this on his person. Since I don’t actually know what this thing does, I’ll just put it in the bottom of my pack for right now.
gl: É curioso que o señor liche non o levase con el. Non sei o que fai, así que de momento deixareino no bolso.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Maybe you should move somebody else to the chest.
gl: Ao mellor deberías levar a outro ao cofre.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I’m glad that’s over! We have the Ruby of Fire, and that Lich-Lord is now a pile of dust, let’s get out of these catacombs!
gl: Por fin rematamos! Temos o Rubí de Lume, e  convertemos ao señor liche nunha morea de po. Saiamos destas catacumbas!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: He’s raising our dead!
gl: Está erguendo aos nosos mortos!

note: [scenario]: id=07_Return_to_Oldwood
en: Return to Oldwood
gl: A volta ao Bosque Vello

note: [side]: type=Ancient Wose, id=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil [side]: type=Wose, id=Gullatendronnorbum [side]: type=Wose, id=Talodulborentan
en: Treefolk
gl: Árbores

note: [side]: type=Wose, id=Gullatendronnorbum
en: Gullatendronnorbum
gl: Gulatendronorbun

note: [event]
en: Bregalad
gl: Bregalan

note: [event]
en: Dolmannumbil
gl: Dolmanumbil

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Prince Haldric has emerged from the Lich-Lord’s tomb, with the Ruby of Fire. The forest seems particularly bright this day, but there is a cold breeze. It is late into the fall, and the first snows should fall any day. Prince Haldric has returned to his forest keep, and is pondering what to do next...
gl: O príncipe Haldric saíu das catacumbas nas que o señor liche estivera atrapado, portando o Rubí de Lume. Co inverno achegándose, o príncipe sentou na súa torre, reflexionando sobre cal debía ser o seu seguinte movemento.

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: So, you have defeated the lich and returned with his jewel of power. The earth feels happy beneath my toes.
gl: Derrotaches ao liche e volviches coa súa xema. A terra ten un mellor sabor, podo sentilo nas dedas.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Yes, it was a tough battle, but we prevailed. Now, I’m having a problem. I know not what I should do next.
gl: Así é, foi unha batalla dura, pero conseguímolo. Pero teño un problema: non sei que facer agora.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I have the jewel, but I have no idea what it does. To make matters worse, I have no idea what’s going on outside this forest. The number of refugees is growing daily. We need to get to Southbay, but I dare not lead us onto the plains and risk a slaughter.
gl: Teño a xema, pero non sei para que serve. E aínda por riba, non sei o que está a pasar fóra deste bosque. Os refuxiados somos máis a cada día que pasa. Temos que chegar a Biasur, pero non me atrevo a levar ao meu pobo ás chairas e arriscarnos a unha matanza.

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: My eyes do not extend beyond the forest. You have indeed shown yourself a tree-friend, I would there were more I could do to help you.
gl: Os meus ollos non poden ver alén do bosque. Realmente demostraches ser un verdadeiro amigo das árbores, e lamento non poder servos de máis axuda.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We can’t all stay here for the winter; we would starve, or freeze. Your hospitality, though generously meant, has barely sufficed. Hold — I see somebody!
gl: Non podemos pasar o inverno aquí, se non nos mata a fame mataranos o frío. A túa hospitalidade, aínda que ben intencionada, de pouco nos serviu. Un momento, quen ven por alí?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: You thought that I ran away, didn’t you?
gl: Pensaches que fuxira, non si?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The thought had crossed my mind.
gl: Pasóuseme pola cabeza, para que negalo.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: Well, I come bearing news of the road to Southbay!
gl: Traio novas sobre o camiño a Biasur!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Really!
gl: E a que esperas? Dálle!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: The news is not good. The main host of orcs is between the forest and Southbay. We clearly can’t go that way. However, the road to Clearwater Port is free of orcs. Apparently they’re bogged down in the swamp of Esten.
gl: Por desgraza non son boas novas. O corpo principal da horda dos orcos está xusto entre o bosque e a cidade. Non podemos coller ese camiño de ningunha maneira. Porén, o camiño ao Porto de Augalimpa está completamente despexado. Polo visto as Brañas de Esten atrasaron aos orcos que deberían estar alí.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, I certainly don’t mind the thought of the orcs floundering around that infernal swamp. But, one question remains.
gl: Xa podo velos, atrapados nas brañas dese infernal lameiro. Pero queda unha pregunta por contestar.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: What?
gl: Cal?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Can I trust you, and your information? I don’t even know your name.
gl: Podo confiar en ti? En que a información que traes é certa? Nin sequera sei como te chamas.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: You again!
gl: Ti outra vez!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: I come bearing news of the road to Southbay!
gl: Traio novas sobre o camiño a Biasur!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Humph! Your words mean very little to me.
gl: As túas palabras non teñen ningún valor para min.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: It is important, and not good. The main host of orcs is between the forest and Southbay. You clearly can’t go that way. However, the road to Clearwater Port is free of orcs. Apparently they’re bogged down in the swamp of Esten.
gl: Son novas importantes, e por desgraza nada boas. O corpo principal da horda dos orcos está xusto entre o bosque e a cidade. Non poderedes coller ese camiño de ningunha maneira. Porén, o camiño ao Porto de Augalimpa está completamente despexado. Polo visto as Brañas de Esten atrasaron aos orcos que deberían estar alí.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: I propose we join forces, and make a break for Clearwater Port.
gl: Propoño que unamos as nosas forzas, e nos dirixamos ao Porto de Augalimpa.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, I certainly don’t mind the thought of the orcs floundering around that infernal swamp. But, some questions remain.
gl: Xa podo velos, atrapados nas brañas dese infernal lameiro. Pero quedan algunhas preguntas por contestar.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Lady, why would you let those undead monsters lead your people?
gl: Por que deixades que eses monstros non mortos lideren ao voso pobo?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: Other than losing our war back west, then our refugee war to your people, and this orc thing, it wasn’t such a bad deal.
gl: Deixando de lado a guerra que perdemos no distante oeste, a guerra contra o voso pobo e agora isto dos orcos, a cousa sempre foi bastante ben.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Uh-huh. Have you considered the possibility that the unholy act of turning your best and brightest into undead is what caused them to fall into darkness?
gl: Entendo. Ocorréuseche que ao mellor o impuro acto de converter aos mellores do voso pobo en non mortos é o que os acaba levando a pasarse á escuridade?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: We should save this pointless debate for later. Anything else?
gl: Deberíamos deixar o debate para máis adiante. Algo máis?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Why should I trust you, or your information? I don’t even know your name, and you have this nasty habit of mysteriously vanishing!
gl: Por que debería confiar en ti? Por que crer que é certa a información que traes sobre os orcos? Nin sequera sei cal é o teu nome, e tes o costume de desaparecer de maneira misteriosa.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Outlaw
en: Bah, have it your way!
gl: Moi ben, moi ben…

note: [unit]: id=Lady Jessene, type=$lady_store.type
en: Lady Jessene
gl: Dama Iesin

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I am the Lady Jessene, a noble, a princess of the Wesfolk! I was betrayed by the Lich-Lords’ dark pact with the orcs, in no small part because your fool Prince of Southbay convinced them that their immortal un-lives were over!
gl: Son a dama Iesin, unha nobre, princesa dos occidentais. O señor liche traizooume ao pactar cos orcos, por culpa de que o parvo do teu príncipe de Biasur o convenceu de que as súas inmortais non-vidas estabas a piques de acabarse.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: And now, I’m as much a refugee as you. In truth, I don’t know if the Lich-Lords are working with the orcs or not. The orcs may have gotten rid of the Lich-Lords, or they may not have, but I do know that the orcs are not going to tolerate living humans outside of the slave mines or stew pot!
gl: E agora teño o mesmo de refuxiada que ti. Para ser sincera, nin sequera sei se os señores liches están ou non colaborando cos orcos. Pode que os orcos se encargasen deles, pode que sigan en pé, pero o que sei de seguro é que non estou disposta a que os orcos nos teñan aos humanos de escravos, conseguíndolles pedras preciosas das minas ou cociñando para eles.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Young prince, it is time to go! We must flee before the winter snow!
gl: Príncipe, é hora de marchar! Debemos fuxir antes de que caian as primeiras neves.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Fair enough. We will head for Clearwater Port. Thank you, Elilmaldur-Rithrandil, I will remember your hospitality!
gl: Moi ben. Dirixirémonos ao Porto de Augalimpa. Grazas, Elimandur-Ridrandil, a túa hospitalidade non será xamais esquecida!

note: [message]: speaker=Elilmaldur-Rithrandil
en: Always happy to help a tree-friend. May the Powers of Light guide you on your way!
gl: Sempre é un pracer axudar a un amigo das árbores. Que os poderes da luz te guíen no teu camiño!

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Finally, we’re getting out of this forest!
gl: Por fin saímos deste bosque!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator [scenario]: id=08_Clearwater_Port
en: Clearwater Port
gl: O Porto de Augalimpa

note: [side]: id=Prince Haldric, type=Noble Commander [side]: type=Grand Knight, id=King Addroran IX [side]: type=Lieutenant, id=Commander Aethyr [side]: type=Noble Commander, id=Prince Haldric
en: Humans
gl: Humanos

note: [case] [side]: type=Lieutenant, id=Commander Aethyr
en: Commander Aethyr
gl: Comandante Edir

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Vragar
en: Tan-Vragar
gl: Tan-Bragar

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Burg
en: Tan-Burg
gl: Tan-Burgo

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Ut'Tan-Vrork
en: Ut’Tan-Vrork
gl: Utan-Broco

note: [event]
en: Angry Farmer
gl: Granxeiro anoxado

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Cowardly:
gl: Covarde:

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Flee on the First Ship
gl: Fuxir no primeiro barco.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Flee on the Second Ship
gl: Fuxir no segundo barco.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Heroic:
gl: Heroico:

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Flee on the Third Ship
gl: Fuxir no terceiro barco.

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Lady Jessene
gl: Morte da dama Iesin.

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Commander Aethyr
gl: Morte do Comandante Edir.

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Miss the Last Ship
gl: Non coller o último barco.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Our Prince has arrived at Clearwater Port, with the orcs on his heels. While the orcs haven’t caught up with him yet, the winter snow has, and the ships seem to be missing from the port.
gl: O príncipe chegou ao Porto de Augalimpa, cos orcos ás costas. Se ben os orcos aínda non lle deran caza, si o fixeran as primeiras neves do inverno, e no porto non había barcos.

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ruddry
en: Ha! Clearwater Port still stands!
gl: Ha! O Porto de Augalimpa aínda resiste!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Lieutenant, who is in command here? And where are the ships? We risk being trapped in this city for the winter if the port freezes over.
gl: Tenente, quen está ao mando aquí? E onde están os barcos? Arriscámonos a quedar atrapados nesta cidade durante o inverno se o porto se conxela.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: I am, my Lord, I command the local garrison. Our whole fishing fleet is evacuating people to Southbay as we speak. The ships should be back in a few days. Our forces engaged the orcs as they exited the Swamp of Esten. At first, we prevailed, and pushed them back into the swamp!
gl: Señor, eu comando a defensa local. Toda a nosa flota pesqueira está evacuando a xente a Biasur mentres falamos. Os barcos deberían estar de volta nun par de días. As nosas forzas topáronse cos orcos cando estes saían das Brañas de Esten. Ao principio conseguimos facelos retroceder, de volta ao lameiro.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: But our victory did not hold; orc reinforcements quickly overran our positions. We lost most of our forces, my lord, including the King of Clearwater, who died bravely leading a charge.
gl: Pero non durou moito. Chegáronlles reforzos de seguida, e atravesaron as nosas posicións defensivas. Perdemos á maior parte dos homes, señor, incluíndo ao rei de Augalimpa. A súa maxestade morreu nobremente, dirixindo a carga de cabalería.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: That’s horrible!
gl: Iso é horríbel!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: The blood of many good soldiers stained the frozen field that day. And still the orcs press on. The king left no heir, but the other nobles have fled to Southbay. We’ve been busy evacuating the rest of the populace. The army bought us enough time to evacuate almost all our people, and most of the winter stores. They’ve gone to Southbay, which is brimming with refugees from all over.
gl: O sangue de moitos e moi bos soldados xeou no campo ese día. E os orcos continúan o ataque. O rei non deixou herdeiro, pero os nobres que quedaban fuxiron a Biasur. Nós estivemos demasiado ocupados coa evacuación do resto da xente, así como das provisións para o inverno. Todo enviado a Biasur, onde se están reunindo refuxiados de toda a illa.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: We’re only holding the city until the last of the refugees are gone. You, my lord, are free to retreat to safety when the next ship comes. But, if I may be frank, my lord, our defenses are stretched thin and we could use all the help we can get to hold our walls. Otherwise I fear that we will be overrun before the last of the people can be evacuated.
gl: Estamos intentando que a defensa da cidade resista ata que parta o último barco de refuxiados. Vostede, señor, pode subir ao seguinte barco. Pero se me permite a sinceridade, señor, as nosas defensas non están no seu mellor momento, e toda axuda sería máis que benvida para defender as murallas. Só cos que estamos agora, non creo que sexamos capaces de aguantar dabondo para que toda a xente consiga fuxir.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, we are the last of the refugees from our lands, for the orcs are right on our heels! We have Wesfolk with us. They have been of service. They are to be evacuated as well. We have traveled far and bear many wounded, but we will help you defend these walls as long as we can.
gl: Nós somos os últimos refuxiados das nosas terras, levamos aos orcos ás costas. Connosco viaxan tamén occidentais, que nos axudaron durante a viaxe. Eles tamén deberían ser evacuados. A viaxe foi longa e son moitos os feridos, pero axudaremos a defender os muros canto poidamos.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: I thank you, my lord. But we are to bring these Wesfolk too? It would be... highly irregular. Are you sure, my lord?
gl: Grazas, señor. Pero de verdade debemos enviar tamén aos occidentais? Sería… pouco común. Está seguro, señor?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Yes. Be sure that it is understood that these are our allies and friends.
gl: Estou. Asegúrese de que se lles trate como os nosos aliados e amigos.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Yes, sir!
gl: Así será, señor!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Yes sir, indeed! You need us to help hold out until the ships arrive.
gl: Máis che vale, necesitádesnos para axudar a defender a cidade ata que cheguen as embarcacións.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Ships! Nobody said anything about ships. Will this torture ever end! Ahh, the orcs will help take my mind off things.
gl: Embarcasións? Ninghén dixo nada de embarcasións! Cando demo vai rematar esta tortura?! Ah… Nesesito matar orcos, seghuro que me axuda a esqueser o que me espera.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: To your posts, men! We should be able to evacuate everyone in three more boatloads. Until then, let us make those orcs pay dearly for every inch of our land. For our homes, for our people, for our fallen king!
gl: Soldados, ás vosas posicións! Deberiamos poder evacuar a todos en tres viaxes máis. Ata entón, fagamos que eses orcos paguen caro cada polgada de terra que nos arrebataron. Polas nosas terras, polas nosas xentes, polo defunto rei!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: You killed my family! Die!
gl: Asasinaches á miña familia, besta! Morre! Morre!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: <i>“Bring these Wesfolk too? It would be... highly irregular.”</i> Bah! I’ll show you irregular...
gl: «<i>Pero de verdade debemos enviar tamén aos occidentais? Sería… pouco común</i>». Bah! Vas ver o que é pouco común de verdade…

note: [message]: speaker=Ut'Tan-Vrork
en: Push ’em into the sea! They’re in our winter homes! Heh... Tan-Vragar, I’m sure they will enjoy your little surprise!
gl: Botádeos ao mar! Están ocupando as nosas casas de inverno! He… Tan-Bragar, estou seguro de que lles vai gustar moito a túa pequena sorpresa!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: An ode to ye, on yer way, I hope you have a brighter day!
gl: Unha oda para ti, para que na túa viaxe, a luz deste faro, sempre te acompañe.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Dead-Man’s Ford
gl: Vao do Morto

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The River Road — To the Swamp of Esten.
gl: Camiño do río
    Ás Brañas de Esten.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My lord, the first ship has arrived! Prince Haldric, if you and your men must leave for Southbay just go to the pier to board the ship.
gl: Señor, chegou o primeiro barco! Príncipe Haldric, se ti e mailos teus homes debedes ir a Biasur, só tedes que ir ao peirao para subir ao barco.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My lord, the first ship is departing. But the second ship should arrive shortly.
gl: Señor, o primeiro barco está marchando, pero o segundo barco estará aquí axiña.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My lord, the second ship has arrived! Prince Haldric, if you and your men want to leave for Southbay just go to the pier to board the ship.
gl: Señor, chegou o segundo barco! Príncipe Haldric, se ti e mailos teus homes debedes ir a Biasur, só tedes que ir ao peirao para subir ao barco.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My lord, the second ship is departing. But the last ship will be here before long. With your help we can hold on just a while longer.
gl: Señor, o segundo barco está marchando. Pero o último barco ha estar aquí dentro de pouco. Coa vosa axuda poderemos agardar un pouco máis.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My lord, the last ship has arrived! Finally the last of our people can flee to safety. Prince Haldric, you and your men must go now! Go to the pier to board the ship for Southbay.
gl: Señor, chegou o último barco! Por fin pode fuxir o resto da xente a un lugar seguro. Príncipe Haldric, ti e mailos teus homes debedes irvos xa! Ide ao peirao para subir ao barco que vai a Biasur.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My lord, the last ship is departing. We’re trapped!
gl: Señor, o último barco está marchando. Estamos atrapados!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My lord, the ship isn’t here yet. Come help us defend against the orcs.
gl: Señor, o barco aínda non chegou. Axúdenos a defendernos dos orcos!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Shirk not your duty, soldier. When the boat arrives, this is where Prince Haldric must go to lead you to the ship. Until then, help us defend against the orcs.
gl: Que fas, soldado? Cando chegue o barco, aí é onde terá que ir o príncipe Haldric para mandarte entrar no barco. Ata entón, defendamos a cidade dos orcos.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Let me have peace in Death! My love, I’ll be there soon—
gl: Deixádeme morrer ne paz. Meu amor, axiña estarei ao teu carón…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We needed him to get out of here. We’re trapped!
gl: Necesitabámolo para saírmos de aquí! Estamos atrapados…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve escaped from the orcs before we were trapped by the ice! Now, on to Southbay.
gl: Conseguimos escapar dos orcos antes de quedarmos atrapados pola neve! Veña, a Biasur!

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I know I mentioned I can’t float.
gl: Creo que xa vos expliquei o de que non sei nadar.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Might I suggest a bit of a detour?
gl: Podo suxerir un pequeno desvío?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Why?
gl: Por que?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: You have the Ruby of Fire, but you have no idea what it does, correct? You know that lich you have petrified just outside of Southbay—
gl: Tes o Rubí de Lume, pero non tes nin a máis remota idea do que fai, non é? Lembras o liche que petrificastes ás portas de Biasur?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Yes, Lich Point! Where we first used our magi in battle, and turned the tide of war against your people.
gl: Lembro, agora o chaman o «Xacer do Liche». Aquel día foi a primeira vez que empregamos a maxia, e lle demos un xiro completo á guerra contra o voso pobo.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Erm, yes... He was Caror, the arch rival of our dearly departed Lich-Lord Lenvan. He coveted the ruby, and was studying it. The only copy of his study, the Book of Fire and Darkness, was petrified along with him.
gl: Eh, si… Chamábase Caror, e era o arqui-rival do noso querido e defunto señor liche Lenvan. Cobizaba o rubí, e estaba estudándoo. A única copia dos seus estudos, o Libro de Lume e Escuridade, quedou petrificado xunta el.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: If we make landfall outside of Southbay, we’ll be trapped. Of that I am sure!
gl: Se tomamos terra fóra de Biasur, collerannos os orcos, iso seguro.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My family was from Southbay. My father was a soldier there. The city’s sewer entrance is near that fossil of a lich.
gl: A miña familia era de Biasur. Meu pai fora soldado da cidade. A entrada ás cloacas da cidade está preto do fósil do liche.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Wow, this is beginning to sound dangerously like a plan. Commander Aethyr, will you join us?
gl: Hm… Parece que hai plan, entón. Comandante Edir, unirásenos?

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: No. These monsters killed my family. My wife, my daughters. There is nothing left for me. I’ll stay. By the time the orcs wrestle Clearwater Port away from me there’ll be nothing but rubble left!
gl: Non. Os monstros estes mataron á miña familia. A miña esposa e as miñas fillas. O Porto de Augalimpa é o último que me queda, cando os orcos mo quiten xa nada me atará a este mundo. Quedarei.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: The peasant farmers seem to like you. Who knows, maybe they’ll be of some help.
gl: Pero parece que inspiraches aos labregos. Quen sabe, ao mellor poden axudar.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Resources are scarce, we need all of the help we can get. Be brave and fight hard, my friend!
gl: Os recursos escasean, toda axuda que poidamos reunir será benvida. Loita con valor e forza, amigo!

note: [scenario]: id=09_Fallen_Lich_Point
en: Fallen Lich Point
gl: O Xacer do Liche

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Ut'Tan-Grilg
en: Ut’Tan-Grilg
gl: Utan-Gringo

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Pulk
en: Tan-Pulk
gl: Tan-Pulco

note: [side]: type=Lich, id=Lich-Lord Caror
en: Lich-Lord Caror
gl: Señor liche Caror

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Kill the lich to get his book
gl: Mata ao liche para conseguir o libro.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Haldric enters Southbay’s sewer
gl: Que Haldric entre nas cloacas de Biasur.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Pulk
en: Da big bosses said we’d be in da city by winter. Bosses wrong, human-worms still there, and I’m a tinkin—
gl: Os xefazos dixeran que estariamos na cidade grande para cando chegase o inverno. Pero non, os miñocas seguen alí, e creo que—

note: [message]: speaker=Ut'Tan-Grilg
en: Wait! I see a ship! Humans is coming! Smash ’em good!
gl: Un momento… Un barco! Veñen humanos! A por eles!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Prince Haldric has arrived at Fallen Lich Point, to retrieve the Lich-Lord Caror’s Book of Fire and Darkness, and flee into the sewers of Southbay.
gl: O príncipe Haldric chegou ao Xacer do Liche, con intención de conseguir o Libro de Lume e Escuridade que portaba Caror, e fuxir polas cloacas de Biasur.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, let’s un-petrify that lich and take his book, then get into the sewers. Umm, what language would that book be in?
gl: Ben, despetrifiquemos ao liche e collámoslle o libro. Despois ás cloacas. Hm… En que lingua estará escrito?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Some pep talk. The book will probably be in the Old Wesfolk tongue.
gl: Probabelmente estará escrito na antiga lingua occidental.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Ohh.
gl: Oh.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Just get the book, I think I should be able to translate it.
gl: Ti consegue o libro, creo que poderei traducilo.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Then, into Southbay’s sewer.
gl: E despois, ás cloacas.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Right.
gl: Moi ben.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: There’s an odd monolith standing near here. Maybe it has something to do with the Lich-Lord... I should investigate more closely.
gl: Hai unha especie de monólito por aquí. Debe ter algo que ver co liche.  Debería ir botarlle unha ollada.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: There’s an odd monolith standing near here.
gl: Hai unha especie de monólito por aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, this looks like a job for you, probably something to do with the lich. Maybe you should get yourself over here.
gl: Haldric, isto parece que teña algo que ver co liche, deberías botarlle unha ollada en persoa.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: This monolith was erected by me, ― (<i>chipped away</i>), first Mage of the good people of the Green Isle. By its power the Lich-Lord is bound in stone. To end the spell a noble of the line of Kings should utter the following....
gl: Eu, (<i>rasparon o nome</i>), primeiro mago da boa xente da Illa Verde, construír este monólito. O seu poder mantén ao señor liche petrificado. Para poñerlle fin ao encantamento, unha persoa de sangue real deberá pronunciar o seguinte:

note: [option]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I think I’ll say that magic phrase.
gl: Vou pronunciar as palabras máxicas.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The lich is free! Let’s bash him and grab that book. That sounds like a job for you, Lady Jessene!
gl: O liche foi liberado! Acabemos con el e recuperemos o libro. Que, Iesin, imos por el?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Hmph! You’re just happy because that monolith proves your paternity!
gl: Hm! O que che pasa é que estás contento porque o monólito confirma a túa paternidade!

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Caror
en: Free, I’m free, and I feel the Ruby of Fire! It will be mine.
gl: Libre, son libre, e sinto o poder do Rubí de Lume… Será meu!

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: No you won’t, you soldier of darkness!
gl: Nin o soñes, soldado da escuridade!

note: [option]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I think I’ll wait a while before uttering any magic phrases.
gl: Creo que vou agardar un anaco antes de pronunciar as palabras máxicas.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We have more pressing matters to deal with before we free that lich.
gl: Temos cousas máis importantes das que ocuparnos antes de liberar ao liche.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Afraid you’ll find out you’re not of the line of Kings?
gl: Preocúpache descubrir que non tes sangue real?

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: This sounds like a job for Prince Haldric, hopefully.
gl: Isto ten pinta de requirir ao príncipe Haldric.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The Lich-Lord is already free.
gl: O señor liche xa está libre.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: NW — Southbay.
gl: Biasur (noroeste)

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: More like ‘NW — Every orc on the Isle’. Hmph!
gl: «Biasur» debe significar «todo orco da illa»!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We have the book! Let’s get out of here!
gl: Temos o libro! Agora saiamos de aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Sounds good to me.
gl: Veña.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I feel like I’m forgetting something. Ohh, the book!
gl: Non sei por que, teño a sensación de que esquezo algo… O libro!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Prince Haldric must be the first into the sewers of Southbay.
gl: O príncipe Haldric debe encabezar ao exército no seu paso polas cloacas de Biasur.

note: [event]
en: Rarlg
gl: Ralgor

note: [message]: speaker=Rarlg
en: Rarlg — argh, a raul-rarlg!
gl: Ralgor. Argh, a raul-ralgor!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric [message]: speaker=Tan-Pulk [message]: speaker=Ut'Tan-Grilg
en: Oh my!
gl: Mi ma!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: And he brought a friend.
gl: E trouxo un amigo con el…

note: [event]
en: Raul-Rarlg
gl: Raul-Ralgor

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Caror
en: So close. So close.
gl: Case o consigo… Xa o tiña…

note: [message]: speaker=second_unit
en: I found the book in what was left of his robes! Let’s get out of here!
gl: Teño o libro, saiamos de aquí!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We have the book and the orcs are out of our way. Let’s get out of here!
gl: Temos o libro e librámonos dos orcos. Saiamos de aquí!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I can hear their reinforcements coming! We’re trapped! All is lost!
gl: Os seus reforzos están en camiño. Estamos atrapados! Todo está perdido…

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Sewer — Danger Keep Out!
gl: Cloacas
    Non entrar.

note: [scenario]: id=10_Sewer_of_Southbay
en: Sewer of Southbay
gl: As cloacas de Biasur

note: [side]: type=Arch Mage, id=Daellyn the Red
en: Daellyn the Red
gl: Delin “O vermello”

note: [side]: type=Arch Mage, id=Daellyn the Red [side]: type=Arch Mage, id=Tinry the Red
en: Red Wizards
gl: Magos vermellos

note: [side]: type=Arch Mage, id=Tinry the Red
en: Tinry the Red
gl: Tirin “O vermello”

note: [event]
en: Spider
gl: Araña

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Prince Haldric exits the sewer
gl: Que o príncipe Haldric saia das cloacas.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat both wizards and Prince Haldric exits the sewer
gl: Derrota aos dous magos e leva ao príncipe fóra das cloacas.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: In the last leg of their journey to Southbay, Haldric and his companions find themselves in the Sewers of Southbay.
gl: Na última parada durante a viaxe a Biasur, Haldric e os seus víronse nas cloacas da cidade.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Only a human could take such a lovely cave and fill it with refuse. Humans. Hey, is that a pair of boots?
gl: Nunca entenderei aos humanos. Quen colle unha cova tan fermosa coma esta e a enche de refugallos? O que hai que ver… Que é aquilo de alí, un par de botas?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We should be cautious down here. This isn’t an old maid’s drain pipe, this is the sewer of Southbay. It is said that the city diverted an underground river for its own use, and let their own effluent run down the old river bed.
gl: Debemos ir con coidado aquí abaixo. Este non é o desaugadoiro dunha anciá, son as cloacas de Biasur. Disque a cidade desviou un río subterráneo do seu propio curso, e deixaron que os seus refugallos escorregasen polo antigo leito do río.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: This is the far end of that river bed. Legend has it—
gl: Aquí é onde remata o leito. Segundo a lenda—

note: [message]: speaker=Tinry the Red
en: That a King banished a pair of twin Magi and their devoted followers down here after the Wesfolk war!
gl: Un rei desterraron a un par de magos xemelgos e aos seus devotos seguidores aquí, tras a guerra cos occidentais.

note: [message]: speaker=Daellyn the Red
en: Can you feel it, brother? This one bears the Ruby of Fire. After all our time searching, it has come to us!
gl: Pódelo sentir, irmán? Levan con eles o Rubí de Lume. Despois de todo este tempo buscándoo, e acabou vindo a nós!

note: [message]: speaker=Tinry the Red
en: The brothers Red will finally ascend to power. We must have it. Get them!
gl: Os irmáns Vermello acadaremos por fin o poder. Temos que facernos coa pedra. A por eles!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Nooo! The wizards are flooding the sewer. We’re doomed!
gl: Non! Os magos están inundando as cloacas! Estamos condenados…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, I feel a strong foreboding. Have you noticed that anything that happens to be strong in the ways of magic can sense that ruby? Elilmaldur-Rithrandil felt it, and so did Lich-Lord Caror, now these two.
gl: Haldric, acabo de decatarme de algo. Todos os que teñen forza nos camiños da maxia senten a presenza do rubí. Pasou con Elimandur-Ridrandil, co señor liche Caror, e agora con estes dous.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We retrieved the Lich-Lord’s book, and I can literally feel the power of the ruby, even with it in my pack. Let’s work out what it does, before we decide what to do with it.
gl: Desde que conseguimos o libro do señor liche, ata eu mesmo podo sentir a forza do rubí, e iso que o levo gardado no bolso. Descubramos primeiro de que serve, e logo xa decidiremos que facer con el.

note: [message]: speaker=Daellyn the Red [message]: speaker=Tinry the Red
en: Brother!
gl: Irmán!

note: [message]: speaker=second_unit
en: Hmm. He seems to have had a map, and some gold!
gl: Hm… Parece que ten un mapa, e algo de ouro!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Argh, the stream bed is blocked! Only a pint of goo is getting through. We’ll have to go around.
gl: Argh, o leito do río está bloqueado! Hai unha fenda, pero é moi pequena. Teremos que dar un rodeo.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: To Southbay
gl: Cidade

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: It’s not very heroic if Prince Haldric isn’t the one to lead his band from the Sewers of Southbay.
gl: Non resultaría moi heroico que non fose o príncipe Haldric o que liderase ao grupo na saída das cloacas de Biasur.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Danger Ahead!
gl: Perigo! Diante!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: ‘Ahead’? So far it’s been danger everywhere.
gl: «Diante»? Levamos un bo anaco con perigo por todas partes…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Finally, on to Southbay!
gl: Por fin, a Biasur!

note: [scenario]: id=11_Southbay_in_Winter
en: Southbay in Winter
gl: O inverno en Biasur

note: [side]: type=Grand Knight, id=King Addroran IX
en: King Addroran IX
gl: Rei Adroran IX

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Prince Haldric has emerged from the sewers of Southbay in the very heart of the city. After some commotion, he gains an audience with the King of Southbay.
gl: O príncipe Haldric e os seus saíron das cloacas, e acabaron no corazón da cidade. Tras algunhas formalidades, o príncipe conseguiu unha audiencia co rei de Biasur.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: So, Prince, you bring refugees, but do you bring swords as well?
gl: Vexo que traes refuxiados, príncipe. Algún capaz de portar unha espada?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I bear both, and all are loyal to the King of Southbay!
gl: Hainos. Todos leais ao rei de Biasur!

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: I knew you as a boy, and your people have preceded you. Your father was an honorable man, and so are you. Aren’t you the king now?
gl: Aínda lembro cando non eras máis que un rapaz. Teu pai era un home de honor, e vexo que saíches a el. Non es o rei do teu pobo, agora?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: A king with no land and no crown is no king, my Lord.
gl: Un rei sen terra e sen coroa non é un rei, señor.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: It is so. These are dark days to live through, my young prince. You’ve done your father proud. Far better than my legacy, a dead adventurer and a missing fool! It is fitting that my line should end with my kingdom.
gl: Non, non é. Vivimos tempos difíciles, príncipe. Teu pai estaría orgulloso de ti. Non coma os meus: un aventureiro morto, e un pailán desaparecido! O destino quixo que os da miña sangue desaparecésemos co meu reino.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: You should not say such things!
gl: Non diga iso…

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: Hmph! It matters little now. What’s this? You bring a Wesfolk waif with you. Put her out with the others!
gl: Hm! Pouco importa xa. Que ven os meus ollos? Traedes occidentais connosco? Levádea fóra cos outros!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: You’ve put my people out in the snow? Prepare to meet your fate you—
gl: Deixaches á miña xente fóra na neve? Será o último que fagas, mal—

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: She and her people have been of great service to me. Open the gates, let them in.
gl: Ela e a súa xente foron de gran axuda para min. Abride as portas, deixádeos entrar.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: What? On your word alone, boy? And what of the other Wesfolk that have drifted to our gate?
gl: O que? Por que o digas ti? E que pasa cos outros occidentais que se amorean ás nosas portas?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Let them all in! For the sake of humanity on this isle!
gl: Deixádeos entrar a todos, polo ben dos humanos que quedamos na illa!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: And because I can sweeten the deal. I can save the lives of all of the people left on this isle. I will reveal all, if you swear on the soul of your eldest son that you let all of the Wesfolk who may come into the city, and allow them to participate in what must happen next.
gl: E porque só eu podo salvar as vidas de todos. Explicareino todo unicamente se me prometes —pola vida dos teus irmáns— que deixarás que os occidentais entren na cidade se así o desexan, e que participen no que sucederá a continuación.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: Hmm... Very well. I so swear. Speak.
gl: Hm… Moi ben, así será. Que podes facer para salvarnos?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: First, I <i>can</i> translate the book that will allow Haldric to use the Ruby of Fire. The artifact should help with what must come.
gl: Para empezar, podo traducir o libro que lle permitirá a Haldric usar o Rubí de Lume. O artefacto debería axudarnos co que sexa que nos depara o futuro.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Second, I know the way to the mysterious lands of the east. Addroran, I was your son’s navigator and companion. Believe me, you must go east.
gl: Segundo, sei como chegar ás misteriosas terras orientais. Adroran, fun oficial de derrota e compañeira do teu fillo. Créeme, debedes ir ao leste.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Compan— What?
gl: Compañ— O que?

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: She’s just full of surprises.
gl: Estás chea de sorpresas.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I was the navigator. Haldric, your people simply washed up here long ago, but my people came here on purpose. You’d all still be herding sheep and living in grass huts if it wasn’t for my people.
gl: Era a oficial de derrota. Haldric, a vosa xente non fixo máis que aparecer aquí hai moito tempo, pero o meu pobo viaxou a esta illa a propósito. Aínda estariades coidando dos rabaños e vivindo na herba se non fose por nós.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: Some favor your people did for us. Why flee at all? And why east? We’ve already repelled one orcish assault. We should be working toward taking back the Isle.
gl: Si, moito nos axudastes, si. Por que fuxir? E por que ao leste? Xa rexeitamos un ataque dos orcos. Deberíamos centrarnos en recuperar a illa.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: This is no time for bravado. You must head east because my people came from the west, which is teeming with every form of enemy and monster imaginable. There is literally no room there. If you thought we were bad, you should see what else comes behind us. You’d be slaves, or you’d be dead.
gl: Non é momento de bravezas. Debedes dirixirvos ao leste porque o meu pobo viu do oeste, que agora mesmo está cheo de toda clase de inimigos e monstros imaxinábeis. Non hai espazo para nós no oeste, literalmente. Se vos pareciamos malos os occidentais, esperade a ver o que nos ven agora. Acabaredes escravizados, se non mortos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Learn the lesson of my people. If we had fled here while even one of our great cities still stood we could have taken this Isle with ease. But we fought on until the bitter end. There can be no compromise with the orcs, their numbers are limitless, and you have no way to stop more orcs from coming.
gl: Aprende dos errores do meu pobo. Loitamos ata que non puidemos máis, e entón viñemos. Debemos emigrar antes, cando polo menos unha das nosas grandes cidades aínda estaba en pé, e dominaríamos completamente a illa, sen dificultade. Non temos ningunha oportunidade contra os orcos, parece que saian de debaixo das pedras. Non podemos pararlles os pés.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: Hmm. There is wisdom in your words, and my end should be in this place. We can hold out for the rest of the winter here. When the orcs last came it was fall and the harvest was in. We can hunt the great schools of fish that live under the ice. You might even be able to depart in well provisioned ships!
gl: Hm… Hai moita razón nas túas palabras. Podemos pasar aquí o que queda do inverno. A última vez que viñeron os orcos foi no outono, e estabamos de colleita. Podemos pescar os bancos de peixe que hai baixo o xeo. Con sorte partiredes con boas provisións e todo!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Don’t you intend to come with us?
gl: E logo, ti non ves?

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: No. Flee, and flee east. It is my duty to hold this city as long as I can for the sake of all who can be evacuated. That means that it shall fall on Haldric and you to lead the evacuation.
gl: Vós fuxide ao leste, pero o meu deber é defender esta cidade canto poida, polo ben dos que poden ser evacuados. Teredes que liderar a evacuación ti e Haldric.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: King, there will be a new kingdom in the east, and the bulk of the fleet will bear the flag of Southbay. A new throne and new lands await you in the east.
gl: Meu rei, haberá un novo reino no leste, e a flota portará a bandeira de Biasur. Un novo trono e unhas novas terras lle esperarán no leste.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: My bloodline has ended with my sons, and I am old. Let the ships take the women, children, and young men first. A new kingdom must be born of vital blood. We old men are still of some value. We will make the orcs pay dearly when they come to take this place!
gl: A miña sangue morreu cos meus fillos, e xa estou vello para arranxar iso. Que os primeiros barcos leven ás mulleres, nenos e homes novos. O novo reino necesitará sangue nova. Os vellos asegurarémonos de que eses orcos o paguen caro cando veñan aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: If there is no other way. May the bards forever sing of the valor of the Kings of Southbay! Jessene, about that book?
gl: Se iso é o que hai… Os bardos cantarán por sempre sobre o valor do rei de Biasur! Iesin, que hai do libro?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I’ll begin my translation. Oh, and you should seal up the sewer entrance.
gl: Comezarei a traducilo. Ah, e asegurádevos de selar a entrada ás cloacas.

note: [scenario]: id=12_A_Final_Spring
en: A Final Spring
gl: Unha última primavera

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Harak
en: Tan-Harak
gl: Tan-Arango

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Hork
en: Tan-Hork
gl: Tan-Dorco

note: [event]
en: Southbay Guard
gl: Garda de Biasur

note: [object]: id=ruby_of_fire
en: The Ruby of Fire was imbued with magic in the distant west, and can be used to scorch enemies into submission.
gl: O Rubí de Lume imbuíuse en maxia no distante oeste, e pode empregarse para queimar aos inimigos ata sometelos.

note: [effect]: type=fire
en: ruby of fire
gl: Rubí de Lume

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of King Addroran IX
gl: Morte do rei Adroran IX.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Several months pass. Jessene has translated Lich-Lord Caror’s Book of Fire and Darkness. Prince Haldric is busy probing the secrets of the Ruby of Fire.
gl: Varios meses despois, Iesin rematara a tradución do Libro de Lume e Escuridade, e o príncipe Haldric estaba ocupado intentando descubrir os segredos do Rubí de Lume.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I think I’ve figured something out. Look.
gl: Creo que xa sei facer algo con el. Mira.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Ouch! Hot, hot, hot! Gee, somebody should really attach this thing to a scepter or something! I think I’ll save it for closer-ranged combat for now.
gl: Au! Queima! Mi ma, habería que poñer isto nun cetro ou algo! Creo que de momento o usarei só nas distancias curtas.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Watch it! Well, at least you’re improving.
gl: Coidado con onde apuntas con iso! Supoño que polo menos é unha mellora.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Humph. Fool of a boy’s just gonna burn us all up. Humans, always playing at being wizards.
gl: Hm. O moi parvo acabará queimándonos vivos a todos. Os humanos, sempre xogando a ser magos.

note: [message]: speaker=Southbay Guard 1
en: Orcs sighted! They’ve seized the frontier! To arms! To arms!
gl: Vexo orcos! Tomaron a fronteira! Ás armas! Ás armas!

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX [message]: speaker=Sir Ladoc
en: For the glory of Southbay!
gl: Pola gloria de Biasur!

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: Prince Haldric, I’ll concentrate on holding Southbay. You must defeat the orcs. The ships aren’t ready yet. We must defeat this army of orcs to buy us more time. Try not to kill us all with that ruby!
gl: Príncipe Haldric, eu vou concentrarme na defensa de Biasur. Ti encárgate de derrotar aos orcos. Os barcos aínda non están listos. Temos que derrotar este exército de orcos para conseguir máis tempo. E procura non matarnos a todos con esa cousa!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Very well. I’ll do my best.
gl: Moi ben, farei o que poida.

note: [event]
en: Lord Typhon
gl: Cabaleiro Tifon

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Typhon
en: I come seeking the Crown Prince!
gl: Busco ao príncipe herdeiro!

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: Who is this fish man?
gl: Quen é este peixe?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: He’s a large part of the reason your son made it to the lands of the east. Lord Typhon provided us with pearls and an escort for our voyages in exchange for steel trident points and fishhooks. It’s difficult to be a blacksmith when you live underwater.
gl: É gran parte do motivo polo que o teu fillo deu chegado ás terras do leste. O cabaleiro Tifon deunos perlas e unha escolta para as nosas viaxes, a cambio de cabezas de tridentes de aceiro e anzois. Disque a ferrería é difícil cando vives nas profundidades do mar.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Typhon
en: Indeed it is. But where is the Prince?
gl: É difícil, é. Onde está o príncipe?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: The Crown Prince is dead. But we have need of your services again—
gl: Morto. Pero necesitamos outra vez dos teus servizos—

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Typhon
en: Under the same terms?
gl: O mesmo trato?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene [message]: speaker=Lord Aryad [message]: speaker=Lord El’Isomithir [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: Agreed.
gl: De acordo.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Typhon
en: Good. We need the steel for our own war in the deep. I formally place the might of the Merfolk at your disposal!
gl: Ben. Necesitamos aceiro para a nosa propia guerra alí abaixo. A vontade dos sirénidos queda formalmente ao voso servizo.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: You can now recruit merfolk!
gl: Agora podes recrutar sirénidos!

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Lord Typhon
gl: Morte do cabaleiro Tifon.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: Make haste. We must secure the frontier or it’s all over!
gl: A présa. Debemos asegurar a fronteira ou todo será en van!

note: [event] [side]: type=Ancient Lich, id=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Lich-Lord Jevyan
gl: Señor liche Llevian

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: King Addroran, your day is done. Prepare to be ground to dust. If you’re lucky I may raise you from death for my own amusement. Oh, and what’s this? I sense, I sense the Ruby of Fire.
gl: Rei Adroran, hoxe acaban os teus días. Prepárate para morrer. Se tes sorte ao mellor me dá por erguerte de novo para que me entreteñas. Eh, espera un momento… Que é iso que sinto? O Rubí de Lume? Está aquí?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: You monster! You’ve betrayed our people — to ally yourself with these orcs?!
gl: Monstro! Traizoaches ao noso pobo! E todo para que? Para aliarte cos orcos?!

note: [event]
en: Fool Prince
gl: Príncipe parvo

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Fool girl! My ambition is boundless; I will survive to rule the orcs and all else. That is more than can be said for you. King Addroran, meet your son — you’ll be joining him soon enough.
gl: Parva! A miña ambición non ten límites. Sobrevivirei para gobernar aos orcos e a todos os demais. Moito máis do que se pode dicir de ti. Rei Adroran, preséntoche ao teu fillo. Non te preocupes, non has tardar en unirte a el.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: NO!
gl: <b>Non!</b>

note: [message]: speaker=Fool Prince
en: Fath-er! Join... us...
gl: Pa… dre…  Ú… ne… te…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: His older brother was more attractive...
gl: O irmán era máis guapo.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Their reserves are arriving, and we haven’t secured the frontier! We’re dead!
gl: Os seus reforzos están chegando e non conseguimos protexer o porto. Esta é a nosa fin!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Southbay
gl: Biasur

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: To Clearwater Port
gl: Porto de Augalimpa

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: To the Midlands &amp; Oldwood
gl: Terras Medianas
    Bosque Vello

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: To the Northrun
gl: Paseo do norte

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: To the Midlands
gl: Terras Medianas

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: New Southbay
gl: Novo Biasur

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: They sealed it, there is no escape for you!
gl: Está selada, non poderás escapar!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: I am finished.
gl: Estou acabado.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We needed him to hold Southbay. We’re done for!
gl: Necesitabámolo para defender Biasur! Estamos acabados…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve defeated the orcs. Let’s rig the ships and get out of here.
gl: Derrotamos aos orcos. Preparemos os barcos e saiamos de aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: Oh, for my sons... — As we agreed. I will hold Southbay until my last breath.
gl: Oh, polos meus fillos… Como prometín; defenderei Biasur ata o meu último alento.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: With the help of the Merfolk, and my knowledge of an island that will make a good re-provisioning point, we should be able to embark for the great lands that are to the east.
gl: Coa axuda dos sirénidos, e os meus coñecementos dunha illa que nos valerá de punto de reabastecemento, deberiamos poder embarcar e poñer rumbo ás grandes terras do leste.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: What I don’t like is the fact that Lich-Lord Jevyan, after whom our very capital is named, betrayed my people. To make matters worse, he knows that you have that ruby.
gl: O que non soporto é o feito de que o señor liche Llevian —cuxo nome lle demos á nosa capital— traizoase ao meu pobo. E por se non fose suficiente, agora sabe que tes o rubí.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: There’s not much we can do about that now. I dub this fine ship the Eldaric, in honor of my father. About that island...
gl: Non hai nada que poidamos facer ao respecto. Nomearei esta embarcación Eldaric, en honor a meu pai. Sobre a illa esa…

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Great, more boats, and now an ocean!
gl: Perfecto, máis barcos, e agora o océano!

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: After you make it to this new land, send some of the ships back, for there may still be survivors in Southbay.
gl: Cando cheguedes a esas novas terras, mandade algúns dos barcos de volta, pode que quede algún supervivente en Biasur.

note: [message]: speaker=King Addroran IX
en: My son!
gl: Fillo!

note: [scenario]: id=13_Peoples_in_Decline
en: Peoples in Decline
gl: Pobos en decadencia

note: [part]
en: Several days later Prince Haldric departs in his ship, the Eldaric, his home and the Green Isle lost to him forever. Before him lay a vast expanse of stormy seas, and the mysterious island that Lady Jessene has mentioned, and even more exotic lands even further to the East.
gl: Varios días despois, o agora rei Haldric partiu na súa embarcación, a Eldaric. Xa non cabía ningunha esperanza de volver ver as súas terras, ou a Gran Illa en xeral. Ante el, bastos mares de tormentas, e as misteriosas illas das que falara a dama Iesin, e terras aínda máis exóticas ao leste.

note: [part]
en: The island that King Haldric and his crew are approaching was at one time a volcano that is now slowly sinking into the sea. The elder Crown Prince of Southbay had managed to establish a foothold on this Island, despite the belligerent nature of its reptilian inhabitants. There will be little left of that foothold by now.
gl: A primeira illa á que se achegaron fora outrora un volcán, que agora se afundía lentamente no mar. O príncipe herdeiro de Biasur conseguira establecer un posto na illa, a pesar da natureza belixerante dos seus habitantes, uns seres con forma de réptiles. Aínda que Haldric xa imaxinaba que pouco quedaría do posto a estas alturas.

note: [side]: type=Drake Flameheart, id=Kegrid
en: Kegrid
gl: Quegrido

note: [side]: type=Drake Flameheart, id=Gerrick [side]: type=Drake Flameheart, id=Kegrid [side]: type=Drake Flameheart, id=Merkush
en: Drakes
gl: Draconiáns

note: [side]: type=Drake Flameheart, id=Gerrick
en: Gerrick
gl: Gérrico

note: [side]: type=Drake Flameheart, id=Merkush
en: Merkush
gl: Mercús

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: After some time at sea an island is spotted. The Eldaric docks at a crude port that appears to be deserted.
gl: Tras un tempo de viaxe, avistaron unha illa. A Eldaric soltou áncoras nun porto cru, de aparencia desértica.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Land! Land! Bless the Lords of Light!
gl: Terra! Terra! Ghrasas, señores da lus, ghrasas!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: This is the Elder Prince’s island all right. We had a heck of a time pacifying the Drakes who live here. Oh my, it looks like they’ve rearmed!
gl: Esta é sen dúbida a illa do príncipe. Custounos moito pacificar aos draconiáns que a habitaban. Oh, non, parece que volven estar armados!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We come in peace. We only seek to re-provision our ships.
gl: Viñemos en son de paz, só pretendemos abastecer os nosos barcos e partir.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I don’t think diplomacy is going to work.
gl: Non creo que a diplomacia vaia servir de nada.

note: [message]: speaker=Gerrick
en: Ssso humansss, you’ve come to trouble usss again. Prepare to die! For the glory of the Lords of Morogor!
gl: Humanos! Volven outra vez para darnos máis problemas. Preparádevos parar morrer! Pola gloria de Mórogor!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Do I need to say, <i>“I told you so”</i>?
gl: Xa cho dixera eu.

note: [event]
en: Bitey the Serpent
gl: Bitei “A serpe”

note: [message]
en: Look out, a serpent has emerged from the deep.
gl: Mirade, unha serpe emerxeu das profundidades.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, it looks like their warriors have given up the fight. We should be able to re-provision the ships now.
gl: Ben, parece que os guerreiros se renderon. Xa deberiamos poder reabastecer os barcos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: The nice thing is, they’ll go back to guarding this island after we’re gone for a while. It’ll make a good way of preventing others from following us.
gl: O bo é que, un tempo despois de que marchemos, volverán defender a illa. Iso axudará a evitar que nos sigan.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: This island is slowly sinking. Hmm, I wonder what they’ll do when it gets too small for them?
gl: A illa estase a afundir, non? Pregúntome que farán cando lles quede demasiado pequena.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: They seem rather intelligent. They’re certainly belligerent and numerous. I’m sure they’ll eventually evacuate. Just like us right now.
gl: Parecen listos, e son belixerantes e numerosos. Seguro que algún día emigrarán, coma nós.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I don’t find that thought very comforting.
gl: Non me fai moita graza a idea, se che digo a verdade.

note: [message]: speaker=Familiar
en: <i>Clack</i>! <i>Clack!</i>
gl: <i>Clac</i>! <i>Clac!</i>

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: The fleet is starving, we’ll never pacify this island before we all die!
gl: A flota leva moito sen comer, non daremos pacificado a illa antes de morrermos de fame!

note: [scenario]: id=14_Rough_Landing
en: Rough Landing
gl: Un duro desembarco

note: [side]: type=Naga Warrior, id=Gaxmail
en: Gaxmail
gl: Gamail

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: After a particularly bad series of storms the Eldaric has taken on water, and much of the fleet has been scattered. Lord Typhon suggests stopping at a group of small windswept islands to regroup.
gl: Tras sobrevivir a unha serie de tormentas especialmente fortes, a Eldaric estaba afundindo, e a flota estaba demasiado dispersa. O cabaleiro Tifon suxeriu unha parada nun grupo de illas pequenas para reagruparse.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I don’t think I can take much more of this. I’m feeling ill!
gl: Non creo que poida soportalo moito máis, síntome fatal!

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Typhon
en: Be careful, these islands aren’t safe. We’re in Naga territory. But this is the only place to stop with soft sand beaches to make landfall... The Nagas like to scavenge metal from ships that they capture here.
gl: Tede moito coidado, as illas non son seguras. Estamos en territorio naga. Pero non hai outro lugar no que parar con praias para desembarcar. Aos nagas gústalles sacar metal das embarcacións que capturas por aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=Xamalia
en: Prey! Get them!
gl: <b>Intrusos! Collédeos!</b>

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The fleet must regroup here. We have to defeat these monsters.
gl: A flota debe reagruparse aquí. Temos que derrotar a eses monstros.

note: [case]
en: Chompey the Serpent
gl: Chompi “A serpe”

note: [case]
en: Graarrrrrr!
gl: <b>Grar!</b>

note: [case]
en: Scaly the Serpent
gl: Escali “A serpe”

note: [case]
en: Roarrrrrr!
gl: <b>Roar!</b>

note: [case]
en: Toothey the Serpent
gl: Tuti “A serpe”

note: [case]
en: Hissssss!
gl: <b>Is!</b>

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve defeated the nagas. The fleet should be able to regroup here.
gl: Derrotamos aos nagas. A flota debería poder reagruparse.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: The next time we see land, it should be the great continent to the east.
gl: A próxima vez que vexamos terra, debería ser xa o gran continente do leste.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I’ll be glad when this voyage is over. We’re almost there. Almost there.
gl: Alégrome de que esteamos tan preto. Só un pouco máis.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I think we’re being followed...
gl: Creo que nos están a seguir…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: We were too slow... The fleet will be scattered to the four corners of the world!
gl: Tardamos demasiado… A flota quedará completamente dispersada!

note: [scenario]: id=15_A_New_Land
en: A New Land
gl: Unhas terras novas

note: [part]
en: After the defeat of the Nagas, Haldric’s refugees take on fresh water and hunt small game, relieved to have land beneath their feet. When they depart, even the sea-weather is milder.
gl: Tras a derrota dos nagas, os refuxiados de Haldric aproveitaron para beber auga fresca e cazar algúns animais, aliviados de poder pisar terra firme. Cando partiron, ata o tempo suavizara.

note: [part]
en: After a week’s steady sailing eastward, they begin to hear the cries of gulls and feel the loom of the land. The Great Continent appears before them over the summer-lit seas.
gl: Tras unha semana navegando en dirección leste en liña recta, comezaron escoitar gaivotas, e sentir como se achegaban de novo a terra firme. O Gran Continente alzouse ante eles, sobre o mar de verán.

note: [side]: type=Dwarvish Lord, id=Dursil [side]: type=Elvish Champion, id=Eowarar [side]: type=Elvish Marshal, id=Glimir
en: Continentals
gl: Continentais

note: [side]: type=Elvish Champion, id=Eowarar
en: Eowarar
gl: Eogarar

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: (the scenario ends when any unit perishes)
gl: (o escenario remata en canto algunha unidade perde a vida)

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Avoid deaths for as long as possible
gl: Evita mortes tanto tempo como poidas.

note: [note]
en: You will receive a finish bonus — equal to an early finish bonus — for the number of turns you lasted.
gl: Recibirás unha bonificación ao rematar —igual que as bonificacións por rematar cedo— aplicable ao número de roldas que aguantases.

note: [note]
en: 20% of finishing gold carried over to the next scenario.
gl: O 20% do ouro co que remataches pasará ao seguinte escenario.

note: [note]
en: Enemies will not initiate an attack if there is a risk of them dying.
gl: Os inimigos non atacarán se facéndoo corren o risco de morrer.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Alas, the shore of the Great Continent was not so tranquil a place as it had appeared from at sea.
gl: Resultou que a costa do Gran Continente non era tan tranquila como parecera na distancia.

note: [message]: speaker=Glimir
en: Go home, you vile dwarves! By treaty you are pledged to only the hills and mountains to the north of the Great River. This is not your land.
gl: Volvede ás vosas terras, malditos ananos! Segundo os tratados, só vos corresponden os outeiros e montañas ao norte do Gran Río. Estas terras non son vosas.

note: [message]: speaker=Dursil
en: Our lands are become full, and our mines go to the bottom of the world. We have won our war against those things that live in the dark. By what right do you claim all of the forests of the world, and all of the land south of the Great River, and force us onto only the hills and mountains of the north? There are hills and mountains as good as any here in the south!
gl: As nosas terras están ateighadas, e as nosas minas cheghan ás profundidades da terra. Ghañamos a gherra contra as criaturas que habitaban na escuridade. Con que dereito reclamades vós todos os bosques do mundo, e as terras ao sur do Ghran Río, obrighándonos a conformarnos cos outeiros e montañas do norte? Aquí no sur tamén hai outeiros e montañas, bos coma os que máis!

note: [message]: speaker=Glimir
en: By the right of treaty, ancient but still true—
gl: Co dereito que nos confire o tratado, antigo pero vixente—

note: [message]: speaker=Dursil
en: Hmph! You namby-pamby elves: <i>“We don’t cut the trees, we groom the forest.”</i> Our axes can get the wood for a fifth of the cost! I can charge half of what your people do, and still be rich, and I’m not the first to have the thought!
gl: Hm! O que pasa é que os elfos sodes todos uns eslamiados: «<i>non tallamos árbores, coidamos o bosque</i>». Cos nosos machados conseguimos madeira por menos dun quinto do que vos custa a vós! Podemos cobrar a metade do que cobrades vós, e seguir sendo ricos, e non son o primeiro ao que se lle pasou pola cabeza!

note: [message]: speaker=Glimir
en: Wait, I see a ship. Many ships. We’re being invaded!
gl: Un momento, achégase un barco. Moitos barcos… Invádennos!

note: [message]: speaker=Dursil
en: Umm, we’re being invaded? Fine, we’ll sort out our differences later. Let’s get them first.
gl: Invádennos? Vale, xa aclararemos o asunto este logo. Encarguémonos deles primeiro.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We come in peace. May our peoples—
gl: Viñemos en son de paz. Espero que os nosos pobos—

note: [message]: speaker=Dursil
en: Get them!
gl: Collédeos!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Gee, and you were practicing that speech for days. I guess that’s it for diplomacy then. Haldric, we should avoid bloodshed even if we have to ward them off. There has to be a peaceful resolution to this.
gl: Que mágoa, levabas días practicando o discursiño. Supoño que aí acabou a diplomacia. Haldric, deberíamos evitar derramar sangue, incluso se iso significa mantelos a raia. Temos que chegar a unha solución pacífica.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: In the name of... This is the continent of my home. But I set out east. I must have traveled clear around the world.
gl: No nome de… Este é o continente onde nasín! Pero máis ao leste. Debín de dar a volta a Irïdia.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: My people are too far south. I don’t know what’s going on here. I’ll stick with you until the end. You’ve been a good friend. Just no more sea voyages.
gl: O meu pobo está moi ao sur. Non sei nada desta parte. Quedarei convosco ata o final. Fostes bos amighos. Pero por favor, non máis viaxesiños polo mar.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I bet this wasn’t the welcome you were expecting.
gl: Aposto a que non foi a benvida que imaxinaras.

note: [event] [side]: type=Autumn Shyde, id=Lady Dionli
en: Lady Dionli
gl: Dama Dionli

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: What? What’s going on here? Dwarves? Humans? Ships? Glimir, tell me.
gl: Que é isto? Que está ocorrendo aquí? Ananos? Humanos? Barcos? Glimir, cóntame.

note: [message]: speaker=Glimir
en: The stories are true. There must be dwarven colonists in the Brown Hills. We caught this band chopping wood near the bay. Then we saw lots of ships. Not like before, with that fellow from Southbay and his lone ship. It was always interesting when he stopped by.
gl: As historias eran certas. Debe haber colonizadores ananos na Serra Dourada. Collemos a estes tallando árbores preto da baía. E de súpeto comezaron a aparecer moreas de embarcacións. Nada que ver con cando viña o humano de Biasur coas súas interesantes historias.

note: [message]: speaker=Glimir
en: We thought we were being invaded. We, erm, put our differences aside with the dwarves, for the moment, and decided to deal with this first.
gl: Pensei que nos estaban invadindo. Deixamos as nosas diferencias a un lado coas ananos, de momento, e decidimos encargarnos primeiro dos humanos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: These are disturbing trends. Human, it is by luck alone that I am here to spare you. For on this day the Council of Lords is meeting in a forest not far from here.
gl: Tempos preocupantes os que corren. Humano, non foi máis que o mero azar que me permitiu salvarche a vida hoxe. O Consello dos Cabaleiros reúnese nun bosque preto de aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I am Prince Haldric. We come in peace. May our peoples—
gl: Son o príncipe Haldric. Viñemos en son de paz. Espero que os nosos pobos—

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: As for you, dwarf, return to the Brown Hills. Then tell your people to prepare to return to the north.
gl: E no que a ti respecta, anano, volvede á Serra Dourada, e dicídelle aos demais que se preparen para volver ao norte.

note: [message]: speaker=Dursil
en: I’ll return to the hills, but I can’t promise that my people will go. Hmph!
gl: Volverei á serra, pero non podo prometer que os meus vaian irse ao norte despois.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: Haldric, is it? You are their leader? You and your advisers are to come with me. It will be safe for your passengers to disembark here.
gl: «Haldric» dixeches, non si? Es ti o líder? Ti e mailos teus conselleiros debedes acompañarme. Os pasaxeiros das naves poderán desembarcar nesta costa de maneira segura.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Maybe it’d be best if you didn’t mention our little friend following us...
gl: Case mellor non tocar o tema do amiguiño que nos segue…

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Typhon
en: I must return to my people. You have kept your word, you may avail of my services in the future. The services of my people will remain at your disposal.
gl: Eu debo regresar cos meus. Mantivestes a vosa palabra, podedes contar cos nosos servizos no futuro. Estaremos sempre á vosa disposición.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Typhon
en: I must return to my people. My warriors that fought by your side wish to remain with you. You have kept your word, and you may avail of my services in the future.
gl: Eu debo regresar cos meus. Os sirénidos que loitaron convosco gustarían de quedar. Mantivestes a vosa palabra, e podedes contar cos nosos servizos no futuro. Estaremos sempre á vosa disposición

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Jessene, send word that a third of the fleet is to return to the Green Isle, to look for more survivors. If they return tell them to keep returning until no more survivors are found.
gl: Iesin, informa de que un terzo da flota deberá regresar á Illa Verde, en busca de superviventes. Se regresan, que volvan de novo á illa en busca de máis superviventes, ata que xa non queden.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: May the currents carry you swiftly, my friend.
gl: Que as correntes te leven polo teu camiño, amigo.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Man the ships with skeleton crews, and give them the remaining supplies. Pass the word to Lord Typhon. Make sure that no more than a third of the fleet is sent. We must not provide the orcs with a ready-made fleet. Make haste, return before it is time to meet with these, what are they? Ahh, elves.
gl: Que os barcos leven poucas persoas, e que leven o que quede das subministracións. Informa tamén ao cabaleiro Tifon. E que non parta máis dun terzo da flota, non debemos poñerlles aos orcos unha flota ao alcance da man. Vai, rápido, e volve axiña, antes de que teñamos que reunirnos con estes… Como era que se chamaban? «Elfos»?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: This is the second Eldaric I get to say goodbye to. At least this time it is easier than the first.
gl: Este é o segundo Eldaric ao que lle teño que dicir adeus. Polo menos esta vez será máis doado.

note: [scenario]: id=16_The_Kalian
en: The Ka’lian
gl: O Cälian

note: [side]: type=Autumn Shyde, id=Lady Dionli [side]: type=Elvish Champion, id=Lord Logalmier [side]: type=Elvish Sharpshooter, id=Lord Aryad
en: Elves
gl: Elfos

note: [side]: type=Elvish Champion, id=Lord Logalmier
en: Lord Logalmier
gl: Cabaleiro Logalmier

note: [side]: type=Elvish Sharpshooter, id=Lord Aryad
en: Lord Aryad
gl: Cabaleiro Ariadan

note: [event]
en: Lord El’Isomithir
gl: Cabaleiro Elsómidir

note: [option]: id=16_The_Kalian
en: I think I’ll fight the dragon!
gl: Loitarei contra o dragón!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Lord Logalmier, I shall defeat your dragon.
gl: Cabaleiro Logalmier, derrotarei ao voso dragón.

note: [option]: id=16_The_Kalian
en: Let’s get those saurians and nagas on that beach!
gl: Saquemos aos saurios e nagas da praia!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Those cold blooded monsters will feel my wrath!
gl: Eses monstros de sangue frío han sentir o peso da miña ira!

note: [option]: id=16_The_Kalian
en: Let’s clear out that troll hole!
gl: Limpemos ese tobo de trolles!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: So what exactly is a troll?
gl: Pero que é exactamente un «troll»?

note: [option]: id=16_The_Kalian
en: Let’s put those souls to rest on the cursed isle!
gl: Devolvamos ás almas da illa maldita ao seu descanso eterno!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Undead. Bah! We’re pros at fighting them.
gl: Estamos feitos uns profesionais loitando contra non mortos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: In the name of peace between our peoples:
gl: No nome da paz entre as nosas xentes:

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: I fear my kin are too easy on you. I decree that you should be made to fight the Dragon of the Green Swamp and its saurian minions. If you can defeat him, you will have truly earned your place in this land.
gl: Temo que os da miña especie son demasiado magnánimos convosco. Pola presente decreto que deberedes loitar contra o dragón do Lameiro Verde e os seus súbditos saurios. Se conseguides derrotalo, gañaredes o voso lugar nestas terras.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: There is a group of saurians, friends of the dragon I’m sure, who are trading metal with the nagas of the sea. We should put a stop to this. They are located on a beach near here.
gl: Hai un grupo de saurios —seguramente amigos do dragón— comerciando metal cos nagas do mar. Debemos detelos. Atoparédelos nunha praia, preto de aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Aryad
en: We are having a problem with a troll-hole in the Brown Hills. While I find the thought of those dwarves stumbling on the trolls vaguely amusing, this should make an adequate quest for you.
gl: Estamos tendo problemas cunha toba de trolles na Serra Dourada. Aínda que non me desagrade a idea de que os ananos teñan que enfrontarse a eles, será unha tarefa axeitada para vós.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord El'Isomithir
en: Long ago a clan of elves on the Isle of Tears fell under the sway of a dark curse. Their souls still haunt that place and no elf will go there. You should clear this isle, and put their souls to rest.
gl: Hai moito tempo, un clan de elfos da Illa das Bágoas caeu baixo a influencia dunha terríbel maldición. As súas almas aínda deambulan naquel lugar, e ningún elfo se atreve a ir. Deberiades limpar a illa, e devolverlle o descanso eterno ás almas dos elfos que alí habitan.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: Ahh, you have defeated the dragon, man of the west-north, you are truly impressive for a human.
gl: Ah, derrotaches ao dragón, home do noroeste, es realmente impresionante para seres humano.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Aryad
en: So, you have defeated the trolls. Welcome back, Haldric.
gl: Así que derrotaches aos trolles. Benvido de novo, Haldric.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord El'Isomithir
en: Finally the souls of our poor kin may rest. Thank you.
gl: Por fin as almas dos nosos pobres compañeiros poden descansar. Grazas.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: Our beaches are free again. I knew I could trust you, Haldric.
gl: As nosas praias están libres outra vez. Agora xa sei que podo confiar en ti, Haldric.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Haldric and his companions find themselves before the Ka’lian, or the Council of Elven Lords.
gl: Haldric e os seus compañeiros foron levados ante o Cälian, o Consello dos Cabaleiros Elfos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: Dionli, why have you brought these humans before us?
gl: Dionli, por que trouxeches a estes humanos ante o consello?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: They are of the same people as the Prince of Southbay. They come as refugees. I can see a use for them.
gl: Son refuxiados das terras do príncipe de Biasur. Creo que poderán ser de utilidade.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Aryad
en: What use would that be? What need could we have for the shortliveds here?
gl: Utilidade? Utilidade para que? Para que iamos necesitar aos instantes estes?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: The dwarves have come to the Brown Hills. While they live long, even they grow like weeds when in an empty field. There is trouble brewing.
gl: Os ananos asentáronse na Serra Dourada. Se ben as súas vidas son longas, medran como a herba nos campos baleiros. Acabarán dando problemas.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: It is better to be the greater of three than the lesser of two. The Prince of Southbay was good, he was a credit to his people. Maybe these ones are made of the same stuff.
gl: Sería preferíbel sermos os mellores de tres que os peores de dous. O príncipe de Biasur era bo, un orgullo para o seu pobo. Pode que estes sexan coma el.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord El'Isomithir
en: But why then do they come as refugees? Speak, human.
gl: Pero por que veñen coma refuxiados? Explícate, humano.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Our people come in peace. There was a war in our homeland. We are refugees. We come seeking a new home, since our island to the west and north is now forfeit.
gl: A nosa xente ven en paz. Houbo unha guerra nas nosas terras. Somos refuxiados. Viñemos en busca dun novo fogar, xa que perdemos a nosa illa, ao noroeste de aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord El'Isomithir
en: So you come to steal our land? We know your kind, humans of the west-north.
gl: Así que viñestes roubar as nosas terras? Coñecemos aos da vosa especie, humanos do noroeste.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We only wish to live in peace. The dwarves are peoples of mountain and hill, the elves are people of the forests, we only seek some of the space in between.
gl: Só desexamos vivir en paz. Os ananos son xentes das montañas e dos outeiros, os elfos son xentes dos bosques, só buscamos parte do espazo que queda no medio.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: I suggest that we grant these humans the plains to the north and south of the Great River.
gl: Propoño que lles concedamos a estes humanos as chairas ao norte e sur do Gran Río.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Aryad
en: They should be put to the test before such a grant is made.
gl: Deben ser postos a proba antes de concederlles nada.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord El'Isomithir
en: A quest for each of us then?
gl: Unha misión para cada un de nós, entón?

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: Agreed. (<i>Sigh</i>)
gl: De acordo (<i>suspira</i>).

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Umm, agreed.
gl: Hm… De acordo.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Aryad
en: Well then, human. Each of us lords has a specific quest for you. If you complete them all you will be granted all of the plains in our domain and the hills south of the Great River, if not you will be forced to depart. So which quest do you wish to undertake first?
gl: Moi ben, humano. Cada un de nós terá unha misión específica para vós. Se as completas todas, concederémosvos as nosas chairas e outeiros ao sur do Gran Río. Senón, seredes obrigados a marchar. Por que misión queres comezar?

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: Very good, but this is just the start, human. There is still much more for you to do.
gl: Moi ben, pero isto é só o principio, humano. Aínda hai moitas máis cousas que tes que facer.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: You are victorious again. You may yet earn your place in this land.
gl: Venciches outra vez. Aínda podedes conseguir o voso lugar nestas terras.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: Ahh, my young prince, you’re not as soft as I thought.
gl: Ah, príncipe, non es tan feble como pensaba.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: You were successful, Prince Haldric. I knew you could do it.
gl: Conseguíchelo, príncipe Haldric. Sabía que poderías.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: Man of the west-north, you have earned your place on this great continent.
gl: Home do noroeste, gañaches un lugar neste gran continente.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Aryad
en: As per our agreement, you and your people—
gl: Tal e como acordamos, ti e mailos teus—

note: [message]: speaker=Lord El'Isomithir
en: —may stay.
gl: —podedes quedar.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: We hereby grant you the plains to the north of the Great River, and the plains and hills to the south of the Great River. Be kind to the land. In a time of need we may call upon you, remember our generosity.
gl: Pola presente concedémosvos as chairas ao norte do Gran Río, e as chairas e outeiros do sur do Gran Río. Coidade ben destas terras que vos confiamos. Pode que nun futuro necesitemos da vosa axuda; chegado o momento, lembrade a nosa xenerosidade.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Fair enough. I decree a ‘Pact of Mutual Aid’ between our peoples. But— aren’t you setting us in conflict with the Dwarves?
gl: Paréceme xusto. Decreto un «pacto de axuda mutua» entre as nosas xentes. Pero… Non están os ananos asentados nunha parte das terras que nos entregastes?

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: No. The Dwarves have returned to the north. But humans mine as well, no? They are your resources to guard now. In the future we would be willing to trade with you.
gl: Non. Os ananos regresaron ao norte. Pero os humanos tamén practicades a minería, non si? Agora sodes bos os responsábeis de protexer eses recursos. E no futuro, estaremos encantados de comerciar convosco.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: Who is this?
gl: Quen é este humano?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: It’s Commander Aethyr, of Clearwater Port. I was sure you perished in the fighting there.
gl: É o Comandante Edir, do Porto de Augalimpa. Aseguráranme que morreras alí.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: No, sir. I was leading the final survivors of Clearwater Port. We were making our last stand at the lighthouse when one of your ships came. One of my men conked me on the head, then I woke up at sea.
gl: Non tal, señor. Estiven liderando aos últimos superviventes do Porto de Augalimpa. Estabamos ofrecendo a nosa última resistencia cando desde o faro se avistaron as vosas naves. Un dos meus homes golpeoume na cabeza, e espertei nun dos barcos.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: I come bearing news. Some ‘old friends’ have decided to make an appearance. You should go ‘greet’ them.
gl: Traio novas. Algúns “vellos amigos” decidiron aparecer. Deberías “saudalos”.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I fear our friend has said too much. You go on ahead, I’ll catch up with you.
gl: Temo que o noso amigo falou de máis. Ti continúa, xa che contarei.

note: [scenario]: id=17a_The_Dragon
en: The Dragon
gl: O dragón

note: [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Irix
en: Irix
gl: Iris

note: [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Axiz [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Irix [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Satras [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Vriss
en: Saurians
gl: Saurios

note: [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Vriss
en: Vriss
gl: Bris

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Slay the Dragon
gl: Mata ao dragón.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Slay the Dragon and defeat all enemy leaders
gl: Derrota ao dragón e a todos os líderes inimigos.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: After some days of travel Haldric finds himself confronted by a vast expanse of swamp. A small island with a mountain dominates the view. That can only be the home of the dragon.
gl: Tras varios días de viaxe, Haldric e os seus acabaron ante un vasto lameiro. No centro, unha pequena illa cunha montaña sobre ela. O dragón tiña que estar alí.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Flies, flies, everywhere! Ack!
gl: Moscas, moscas por todas partes! Agh!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: ‘Prince Haldric the Dragonbane’ sounds rather nice.
gl: «Príncipe Haldric “O caza-dragóns”» non soa mal.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: We’ll see...
gl: Xa veremos…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I’m glad that’s over. The elves certainly aren’t taking it easy on us. It’s a miracle any of us are alive at all.
gl: Por fin rematamos. Os elfos non nos están poñendo as cousas fáciles. Non morremos todos de milagre.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I’m still not calling you ‘the Dragonbane’.
gl: Non penso chamarte “O caza-dragóns”.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Watch for the big mudcrawlers. They divide when you kill them.
gl: Coidado cos monstros da lama. Cando os matas divídense.

note: [then]
en: Shek’kahan
gl: Xécanan

note: [message]: speaker=Shek'kahan
en: It is unwise to trifle with dragons, boy!
gl: Non é moi intelixente meterse con dragóns, rapaz.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We shall see.
gl: Xa veremos.

note: [message]: speaker=Shek'kahan
en: Who dares disturb Shek’kahan the Terrible?
gl: Quen ousa molestar a Xécanan “O terríbel”?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I do, you fiend!
gl: Eu!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: We still have to slay the dragon!
gl: Aínda temos que matar ao dragón!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The dragon’s cave has yielded some treasure!
gl: Había un tesouro na cova do dragón!

note: [message]: speaker=Shek'kahan
en: No!
gl: Non!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve slain the dragon:
gl: Matamos ó dragón. Agora:

note: [option]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Let’s get out of here!
gl: Saiamos de aquí!

note: [option]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Let’s finish off the rest of these monsters!
gl: Acabemos co resto destes monstros!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: More saurians are arriving. They’ve surrounded us! We’re doomed.
gl: Están chegando máis saurios. Rodeáronnos! Estamos condenados.

note: [scenario]: id=17b_Lizard_Beach
en: Lizard Beach
gl: A praia do lagarto

note: [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Tirasch
en: Tirasch
gl: Tiras

note: [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Ssirk [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Tirasch
en: Monsters
gl: Monstros

note: [side]: type=Saurian Flanker, id=Ssirk
en: Ssirk
gl: Sirco

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: After a long trek, Prince Haldric and his companions find themselves on a sunny beach. While normally this would be a pleasant occurrence, they find the saurians hard at work there.
gl: Tras unha longa viaxe, o príncipe Haldric e os seus chegaron a unha praia. E non parecía un lugar de descanso, alí atoparon aos saurios traballando a reo.

note: [message]: speaker=Ssirk
en: Monsters! We’re being invaded by monsters.
gl: Monstros! Invádennos monstros!

note: [message]: speaker=Tirasch
en: We must hold the beach until we can call our naga friends.
gl: Temos que defender a praia ata que poidamos chamar aos nagas para que nos axuden.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Us, monsters? Hmph... prepare to meet our blades.
gl: Chámannos monstros a nós? Hm… Preparádevos para coñecer as nosas coitelas!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: (<i>Sigh</i>) I bet he sees none of the irony in that.
gl: (<i>suspira</i>) Aposto a que non colle a ironía.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: We were too slow... Every naga in the sea will be upon us!
gl: Tardamos demasiado… Todos os nagas do mar se nos botarán enriba!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Ick! When you kill them they divide.
gl: Agh! Cando os matas divídense en dous.

note: [event]
en: Riaa
gl: Rian

note: [message]: speaker=Riaa
en: We must protect the saurians. We need the metal!
gl: Debemos protexer aos saurios. Necesitamos o metal!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve cleared the beach. Let’s return to the elves.
gl: Limpamos a praia. Volvamos onda os elfos.

note: [scenario]: id=17c_Troll_Hole
en: Troll Hole
gl: A toba dos trolles

note: [side]: type=Troll Warrior, id=Erart
en: Erart
gl: Erar

note: [side]: type=Troll Warrior, id=Erart [side]: type=Troll Warrior, id=Gulg [side]: type=Troll Warrior, id=Raol [side]: type=Troll Warrior, id=Rilg
en: Trolls
gl: Trolles

note: [side]: type=Troll Warrior, id=Rilg
en: Rilg
gl: Rilgo

note: [side]: type=Troll Warrior, id=Gulg
en: Gulg
gl: Gulgo

note: [then]
en: Fang
gl: Fango

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: It isn’t long before Haldric and his companions enter the Brown Hills. An elven guide leads them to a gaping cave mouth, and they descend into the darkness.
gl: Pouco despois de chegaren á Serra Dourada, un elfo guía a Haldric e os seus ata unha entrada a unha cova, e descenden cara a escuridade.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Does anybody actually know anything about Trolls?
gl: Alguén sabe algo sobre trolles?

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I indeed do. They are green, and mean, and will try to crush you like a bug. They heal very quickly.
gl: Eu! Son verdes, malos, e intentarás esmagarnos coma moscas. Sandan axiña, ademais.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Hmm... Do we really need to know that much about the trolls? I think it’s safe to say that the elves wouldn’t have sent us down here if they were at all friendly.
gl: Hm… Necesitamos saber moito deles? Creo que sería correcto afirmar que os elfos non nos enviarían aquí se fosen amistosos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Fair enough. Well, let’s get them!
gl: Certo. Pois ala, a por eles!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We have failed... More of the trolls’ kin are arriving through the entrance.
gl: Veñen máis trolles pola entrada principal. Fracasamos…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The trolls are beaten, but they were no easy opponents. It is no wonder why the elves pressed us to do their dirty work.
gl: Derrotamos aos trolles, pero non foi doado. Xa entendo por que os elfos nos obrigaron a facer o traballo sucio por eles.

note: [scenario]: id=17d_Cursed_Isle
en: Cursed Isle
gl: A illa maldita

note: [side]: type=Spectre, id=Isorfilad
en: Isorfilad
gl: Isórfila

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: She’s... She’s beautiful.
gl: É… é fermosa…

note: [event]
en: Midnight Queen
gl: Raíña da Noitiña

note: [message]: speaker=Midnight Queen
en: You will be made to serve... Come admire me. Feel my love.
gl: Servirasme… Ven admirarme. Sente o meu amor.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: She is so...
gl: É tan…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, think with your brain!
gl: Haldric, pensa coa cabeza!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Get her before she ensorcels us all!
gl: Collédea antes de que nos enmeigue a todos!

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat the Vampire Queen
gl: Derrota á raíña vampiro.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: The temple is quite empty.
gl: Parece que o templo está baleiro.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: After a short trip by sea, Haldric arrives on the elves’ cursed Isle of Tears. A fog hangs in the air.
gl: Tras unha pequena viaxe por barco, Haldric chegou á illa maldita dos elfos, a Illa das Bágoas. Unha mesta néboa cubría o aire.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I said no more ships. Double-crossing humans! Ahh, I’ve been with you this far. Who’d have thought, a nautical dwarf.
gl: Dixen que non máis barcos. Malditos humanos! En fin, con todo o tempo que levo convosco… Quen o ía disir, un anano mariñeiro.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I expect we’ll be facing more undead. Be careful.
gl: Imaxino que nos teremos que enfrontar a máis non mortos, ide con coidado.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: These will be the long dead. Not like the undead that my people used, and they are elf-dead. Be careful indeed.
gl: Estes non mortos non son como os que usaba o meu pobo, estes son mortos dos elfos. tede <i>moito</i> coidado.

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: All soldiers of darkness will meet the same fate by my hand.
gl: Todos os soldados da escuridade acharán o mesmo destino ás miñas mans.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Those elves are finally at rest. I hope that the curses they laid upon us hold no weight.
gl: Por fin poden descansar eses elfos. Espero que as maldicións que nos botaron fosen para nada.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, you’re too paranoid.
gl: Haldric, non sexas paranoico.

note: [message]: speaker=Isorfilad
en: A curse upon all of your kin that visit this isle.
gl: Maldigo a todos os da vosa especie que visiten esta illa.

note: [message]: speaker=Tinoldor
en: I wish a blight upon you and yours. May you never see peace.
gl: Maldígovos a todos! Xamais viviredes tempos de paz.

note: [message]: speaker=Midnight Queen
en: My soul will haunt this place until the end of time! A curse upon you!
gl: A miña alma deambulará por este lugar ata a fin dos tempos! Maldígovos!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Without their queen the undead are simply fading away!
gl: Agora que a súa raíña non está, os non mortos desaparecen!

note: [message]: speaker=second_unit
en: Back, back to the grave with you!
gl: Volvede, volvede ás vosas tumbas!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: We still have to defeat that vampire queen!
gl: Aínda temos que derrotar á raíña vampiro!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: No! The ship that was supposed to pick us up sees that there’s still fighting. It’s not stopping. We’re trapped.
gl: Non! O barco que nos ía recoller viu que seguiamos a loitar e deu media volta! Estamos atrapados…

note: [scenario]: id=18_A_Spy_in_the_Woods
en: A Spy in the Woods
gl: Un espía no bosque

note: [event]
en: Jessene in Hiding
gl: Iesin agochada

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: So a doom has followed them here from their old home. My Outriders have reported that orcs have made landfall. Orcs! The tree-killers of our most ancient legends. Some thought them only a nightmare to frighten children, and never real at all.
gl: Seica unha maldición os seguiu desde as súas vellas terras. Os meus exploradores informan de orcos desembarcando nas nosas costas. Orcos! Os asasinos de árbores das nosas lendas máis antigas. Hai que pensaba que non eran máis que contos para asustar aos nenos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: And he bears an artifact of some power. The orcs would not be able to sense that. There is some hand we cannot see at work here.
gl: E o príncipe porta un artefacto con certo poder. Pero os orcos non serían capaces de sentilo. A este crebacabezas fáltanlle algunhas pezas.

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Aryad
en: We may have decided wrongly. If the humans drive the orcs off we should honor our pledge. If more trouble follows them here we should let them fight it out, then we should ‘deal’ with the survivors, and make a compromise with the Dwarves.
gl: Pode que tomásemos unha mala decisión. Se os humanos botan aos orcos, faremos honor ao noso trato. Se os seguen máis problemas, deixaremos que eles se encarguen de solucionalos, logo nos tocará “negociar” cos superviventes e asinar un compromiso cos ananos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: But we spoke a Pact with this Haldric and these men of the west-north...
gl: Pero temos un pacto de palabra con ese Haldric e os humanos do noroeste…

note: [message]: speaker=Lord Logalmier
en: We are the people of the forest, you know that all words spoken to these un-people are of secondary importance to our own needs. As Lord Aryad said, <i>“If more trouble follows them here we should let them fight it out, then we should ‘deal’ with the survivors, and make a compromise with the Dwarves.”</i>
gl: Somos as xentes dos bosques, sabes que nada do que falemos con esas criaturas terá xamais máis importancia que as nosas propias necesidades. Como dixo o cabaleiro Ariadan, «<i>Se os seguen máis problemas, deixaremos que eles se encarguen de solucionalos, logo nos tocará “negociar” cos superviventes e asinar un compromiso cos ananos</i>».

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Dionli
en: (<i>Sigh</i>) Agreed.
gl: (<i>suspira</i>) De acordo.

note: [message]: speaker=Jessene in Hiding
en: Some friends. I must tell Haldric.
gl: Vaia un amigos están feitos. Debo alertar a Haldric.

note: [scenario]: id=19_The_Vanguard
en: The Vanguard
gl: A vangarda

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Erirt
en: Tan-Erirt
gl: Tan-Erir

note: [side]: type=Troll Warrior, id=Thruf
en: Thruf
gl: Drufo

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Haldric and his companions race across the plains to confront the resurgent orcish threat. On the eve of battle, Lady Jessene catches up with Haldric on a fog-covered plain.
gl: Haldric e os seus apresuráronse a través das chairas para plantarlle cara á ameaza dos orcos, que os seguira ata as súas novas terras. Xusto antes de comezar a batalla, a dama Iesin acadou a Haldric nunha chaira cuberta de néboa.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, the elves, we can’t trust them!
gl: Haldric, os elfos, non podemos confiar neles!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I could have told you that.
gl: Vaia unha novidade.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, it’s bad. The elves are having second thoughts. They think we might be more trouble than we’re worth. We have to defeat these orcs decisively.
gl: En serio, é grave. Teñen dúbidas sobre o noso acordo. Pensan que ao mellor non paga a pena axudarnos para os problemas que imos causar. Temos que derrotar completamente aos orcos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: That does not sound unreasonable.
gl: Soa razoábel.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: More orcs will follow after these. That ruby guarantees it. If more orcs follow us here, the elves seem content to let us fight it out. Then they said they would ‘deal with the survivors’.
gl: Virán máis orcos. Virán mentres teñamos o rubí. E se nos seguen máis orcos, os elfos deixarannos loitar contra eles. E dixeron que despois «negociarían cos superviventes».

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Jevyan is here... His familiar, that skull. He won’t let such a lucrative prize as the Ruby of Fire just slip away. Especially when he sees that he has the advantage.
gl: Llevian está aquí… O seu familiar, a caveira. Non deixará que un premio tan valioso coma o Rubí de Lume se lle escape. Especialmente cando cre que xoga con vantaxe.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I have a plan. Jessene, remember that troll-hole? Here, take the Ruby of Fire, hide it in the hole.
gl: Teño unha idea. Iesin, lembras a toba dos trolles? Toma, agocha alí o rubí.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric! What! Why?
gl: Haldric! O que! Por que?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Just do it.
gl: Faino e punto.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Commander Aethyr, did these orcs come on our ships? Did they capture the fleet we sent out?
gl: Comandante Edir, como chegaron estes orcos aquí? Capturaron a flota que enviamos?

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: No, sir! They must have seized all remaining boats on the Green Isle. Our fleet should be returning any day now.
gl: Non, señor! Deberon facerse con todos os barcos que quedaban na illa. A nosa flota debería estar de volta un día destes.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We are a refugee people. We must push back their vanguard, and secure our beachhead. If they capture our ships all is lost. We will be crushed under a tide of orcs.
gl: Somos refuxiados. Debemos rexeitar a súa vangarda, e asegurar a nosa cabeza de praia. Se capturan os barcos todo estará perdido. Esmagarannos coma miñocas.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Lady Jessene soon departs. In the distance a voice booms:
gl: A dama Iesin non tardou en partir. Na distancia escoitouse entón unha voz.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Gagar
en: Drop the gold where it is! We’ve paid our friends enough. There are humans about, I can smell ’em!
gl: Deixa estar o ouro, xa lle pagamos dabondo aos nosos amigos. Hai humanos por aquí, podo cheiralos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We have run out of time... We’ll never beat the orcs to the beach.
gl: Perdemos demasiado tempo… Nunca conseguiremos botar aos orcos da praia.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: I’ve found the orcs’ chest! It’s filled with gold.
gl: Atopei o cofre dos orcos! Está cheo de ouro.

note: [case]
en: Norte
gl: Nor

note: [message]: speaker=Norte
en: You will be felled by my hand, useless fleshbags!
gl: Voute esnaquizar coas miñas propias mans, saco de carne inútil!

note: [case]
en: Rabbin
gl: Rabin

note: [message]: speaker=Rabbin
en: Embrace your end, mortals!
gl: Chega a vosa fin, mortais!

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: These monsters seem like they want to be embraced by my hammer!
gl: Estes monstros teñen pinta de querer darlle unha aperta ao meu machado!

note: [case]
en: General Kafka
gl: Xeneral Carcan

note: [message]: speaker=General Kafka
en: Never trust the living to do the job of the undead. Prepare to meet the inevitable!
gl: Non se pode confiar nun vivo para facer o traballo dun non morto. Preparádevos para o inevitábel!

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: The only job of the dead is to remain dead. Prepare to be reunited with the ground.
gl: O único traballo dos mortos é seguir mortos. Preparádevos para volver á terra!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Gagar
en: We must block the human advance!
gl: Debemos bloquear o avance dos humanos!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Erirt
en: Reserves! We can’t let them get to their landing site.
gl: Reservas! Non podemos permitir que cheguen ao punto de desembarque.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve defeated their vanguard. We have to meet the fleet before Jevyan destroys them and captures the ships. I hope Jessene makes it back soon.
gl: Derrotamos á súa vangarda. Temos que reunirnos coa flota antes de que Llevian os destrúa e capture as embarcacións. Espero que Iesin non tarde en volver.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Oh, to join my family again! Do not mourn my passing.
gl: Oh, volverei reunirme coa miña familia! Non vos preocupedes por min.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Ahh, it’s great to be home! I’m not much for the politics, but it’s great to be home!
gl: Ah, que ben estar de volta en casa.

note: [scenario]: id=20_Return_of_the_Fleet
en: Return of the Fleet
gl: A volta da flota

note: [side]: type=Draug, id=General Heravan
en: General Heravan
gl: Xeneral Heravan

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Halg
en: Tan-Halg
gl: Tan-Halgo

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Rinak
en: Tan-Rinak
gl: Tan-Rinan

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Aethyr
gl: Morte de Edir.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Haldric reaches the site where the fleet is due to return. Several ships have already docked. The orcs are on the frontier.
gl: Haldric chegou ao punto de regreso da flota. Varias embarcacións soltaran áncoras xa. Os orcos estaban na fronteira.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Sir, some ships have landed... They look like they’ve been damaged by the voyage. Hmm, it seems that most of the ships are staying at sea.
gl: Señor, xa soltaron áncoras parte dos barcos… Parece que sufriron danos durante a viaxe. Hm… E parece que a maior parte dos barcos quedaron na costa.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: They’ve undoubtedly spotted the smoke from the orcish fires. We have to defeat these monsters before everybody starves at sea, or before Jevyan launches an attack with his fleet.
gl: Seguro que avistaron o fume das fogueiras dos orcos. Temos que derrotar a eses monstros antes de que os dos barcos queden sen alimentos, ou Llevian ataque coa súa flota.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Yes sir! The rest of the refugees have fled south, to our initial landing site. But if we fail here they’ll doubtless be slaughtered.
gl: Si, señor! O resto dos refuxiados fuxiron ao sur, ao primeiro punto de desembarco. Pero se non conseguimos a vitoria aquí, acabarán sendo exterminados.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Well, that settles it. Enough talking, time to fight!
gl: Queda desidido entón. Basta de falar, hora de loitar!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: For the glory of the men of the Green Isle!
gl: Pola gloria da xente da Illa Verde!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: No, for the glory of all of the people of the west-north! Charge!
gl: Non, pola gloria da xente do noroeste! Á carga!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Rinak
en: Bah! Puny human-worm, we will stomp you under our heels!
gl: Bah! Miñoca insignificante, acabaremos con todos vós!

note: [message]: speaker=General Heravan
en: —And raise your dead to serve us forever!
gl: E ergueremos aos vosos mortos para que sirvan ás nosas ordes para a eternidade.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Give up, boy! You can’t defeat me— Hmm, what’s this? You’ve learned to conceal the power of the Ruby of Fire. It makes little difference, your undead corpse will lay it at my feet.
gl: Esquéceo xa, rapaz. Non podes derrotarme. Hm… Que é isto? Aprendiches a concentrar o poder do Rubí de Lume? Bah, non che servirá de moito; o teu corpo non morto acabará aos meus pés!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ll see about that. The Fool Prince of Southbay was wrong to start this war, but you’re the real monster! You sacrificed your own people to preserve your immortal un-life.
gl: Iso xa o veremos. O príncipe parvo de Biasur equivocouse ao comezar esta guerra, pero o monstro en realidade es ti! Sacrificaches ao teu propio pobo para preservar a túa non-vida inmortal.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Enough of this. A curse of darkness upon you, young prince.
gl: Xa basta. Maldígote, príncipe, desde a escuridade das sombras.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: I see masts on the horizon. Jevyan’s fleet is here! It’s all over.
gl: Podo ver mastros asomando polo horizonte. A flota de Llevian está aquí! Todo está perdido…

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Please Disembark in an Orderly Fashion and Proceed South
gl: Desembarquen de maneira ordenada e continúen cara o sur.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Hmm, they left off the ‘or the orcs will eat you’ part.
gl: Hm… Esqueceron a parte de «ou seredes comida para os lobos dos orcos».

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I’m back, things went well! Haldric, I sure hope you know what you’re doing.
gl: Regresei, non houbo ningún problema. Haldric, espero que saibas o que fas.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Umm, we’ll talk about it later. I’m just a little busy at the moment. I’m glad you made it back in one piece.
gl: Xa falaremos logo. Nestes momentos estouche algo ocupado. Pero alégrome de que volveses dunha peza.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Yes, it looks like you could use all of the help you can get.
gl: Si, parece que un pouco de axuda non vos viría mal.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ve defeated Jevyan’s forces. The ships must disembark their passengers quickly—
gl: Derrotamos ás forzas de Llevian. Os barcos deben desembarcar de seguida—

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, what’s going on? What’s the plan?
gl: Haldric, que pasa? Cal é o plan?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’re going to confront Jevyan and destroy him.
gl: Imos enfrontarnos a Llevian e destruílo.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: That will be easier said than done. Even if we defeat him, the other Lich-Lords will follow. It’s because of that ruby. If I were paranoid I’d say that our dear old ‘tree-friend’ might have known as much.
gl: Iso non será tan doado como soa. Incluso supoñendo que o derrotásemos, o resto dos señores liches o seguirían. A culpa é do rubí. Se me deixase levar pola paranoia, diría que os nosos queridos amigos os “amantes das árbores” xa o sabían.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We should discuss this in private. Here, come with me.
gl: Deberíamos falalo en privado. Ven.

note: [message]: type=Cuttle Fish
en: <i>Slurp, click, click, click!</i>
gl: <i>Eslur, clic, clic, clic!</i>

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I don’t know what that is, but it doesn’t sound friendly.
gl: Non sei o que é iso, pero non parece amigábel.

note: [event]
en: Flixta
gl: Flista

note: [message]: speaker=Flixta
en: You again! You will sssuffer for your attack against my people! Shek’kahan, our Naga friendsss— You’ll pay! We have new friends now.
gl: Ti outra ves! Sufriredes por atacar á miña xente! Xécanan, os nosos amigos os nagas… Pagarédelo! Agora temos novos amigos.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Halg
en: My people are like a rock slide, you can run, but we will crush you... Ahhck!
gl: Os meus son coma rodas de rocha. Podes correr, pero acabarán esmagándote. Ha!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Rinak
en: I— I die?
gl: Morro?

note: [scenario]: id=21_The_Plan
en: The Plan
gl: O plan

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: So what is your plan?
gl: Entón cal é o plan?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’re going to convince Jevyan that we gave the elves the Ruby of Fire to secure our place in this new land. Then if the orcs return, hopefully they’ll go looking for our not-so-loyal elven allies first.
gl: Imos convencer a Llevian de que lles demos o Rubí de Lume aos elfos para que nos deixasen establecernos nestas terras. Así, se os orcos volven, buscarán primeiro aos nosos “aliados” os elfos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, that’s devious. I kind of like this plan. But you spoke a pact with the elves. You’ll be expected to come to their aid.
gl: Moi astuto… Gústame. Pero temos un pacto cos elfos. Esperarán que acudas na súa axuda.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Yes, and we may come to their aid. We’ll have to weigh our options when and if the time comes. If the orcs return in great numbers, the brunt of their assault must fall on somebody else or we will not survive it. Who knows, maybe I won’t even come to their aid at all—
gl: En efecto, e pode que así o fagamos. Teremos que barallar as nosas opcións chegado o momento. Se os orcos regresan en grandes números, o groso do seu ataque deberá caer sobre outros, ou non sobreviviremos. Quen sabe, ao mellor nin axudamos aos elfos chegado o momento.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Many people would call you a coward if you did not. They would say that you turned your back on your pact with the elves. It’s not like you can tell people what I overheard.
gl: Moitos te chamarán covarde se non o fas. Dirán que lles deches as costas aos elfos despois de xurar que os axudarías. Non é como se puideses contarlle á xente o que lles escoitei.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Recent events have taught me one thing: that survival trumps honor. Besides, they won’t be screaming at me — I’ll be dead.
gl: Se algo aprendín estes últimos meses é que a supervivencia importa máis que o honor. Ademais, ninguén me vai chamar nada; estarei morto.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: <i>What?!</i>
gl: <i>O que?!</i>

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I’ll be dead. I mean we can’t just say that we gave away the Ruby of Fire, or send Jevyan a letter. Well, we are going to say it — but that’s not the point. Jessene, you’re going to forge a very official looking treaty, in which we give the elves the Ruby of Fire, in return for our place here.
gl: Estarei morto. Quero dicir… Non podemos dicir simplemente que entregamos o Rubí de Lume, ou enviarlle unha carta a Llevian. A ver, dicir imos dicilo, pero… Ao que ía: Iesin, vas redactar un tratado de aspecto completamente oficial no que lles entrego aos elfos o Rubí de Lume, a cambio das nosas novas terras.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I’m going to face Jevyan, and if rumors of his power are true he’s going to pick that treaty off my mangled corpse. Then, you’re going to destroy Jevyan after word of the treaty has spread to the orcs, but before he has a chance to read my undead mind...
gl: Entón plantareille cara a Llevian, e se os rumores sobre o seu poder son certos, collerá o tratado do meu cadáver. Entón, ti destruirás a Llevian unha vez a nova sobre o texto do tratado se difunda entre os orcos, pero antes de que o liche teña oportunidade de ler a miña mente non morta…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric! I won’t do it... I won’t help. What is it with your kind, always rushing to a fool’s death? Who’ll lead these people? I... <i>we</i> need you alive
gl: Haldric! Non penso facelo… Non penso tomar partido nisto. Que vos pasa a ti e os teus, sempre coa teima de precipitarvos a unha morte estúpida? Quen vai liderar ao pobo? Necesít— Necesit<i>ámos</i>te vivo.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: You will. I wouldn’t have made it this far without you, Jessene. But everything turns on convincing Jevyan, it’s the only way we can possibly keep the orc hordes off our necks.
gl: Ti os liderarás. Se cheguei ata onde cheguei foi grazas a ti, Iesin. Pero é necesario convencer a Llevian, é o único xeito de desfacernos das hordas de orcos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, this is ridiculous! I—
gl: Haldric, isto é ridículo! Non—

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: There is no way I’m letting you go through with this, sir! Over our dead bodies, right Jessene?
gl: Nin de broma vou permitir que vaia adiante con isto, señor! Por riba dos nosos cadáveres, non si, Iesin?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Right!
gl: Así é!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: I’ll do it, sir. I’ll sacrifice myself to plant the false treaty.
gl: Podo facelo eu, señor. Sacrificareime para plantar o tratado falso.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: No. I can’t ask you to do this.
gl: Non. Non podo pedirche que fagas isto.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: You’ve denied me honorable death twice already. Once when you arrived at Clearwater Port, and once again when your ships rescued me. I’ll not be denied in this a third time!
gl: Xa van dúas veces que me negas unha morte honorábel. A primeira cando chegaches ao Porto de Augalimpa, e logo de novo cando as túas embarcacións me rescataron. Non haberá unha terceira vez!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: No, this is my sacrifice to make!
gl: Este sacrificio correspóndeme a min!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Sir, my family has been slaughtered, and my home lost. All I long for is to join them. Give me this honorable death... Please, Sir! I beg you!
gl: Señor, a miña familia foi asasinada, perdín o meu fogar. O único que me quede é volver reunirme con eles. Concédame esta morte honorábel… Rógollo, señor!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: After this conflict is over I’ll have to suffer through the long years alone, with no honorable way of joining them. I want to look that monster Jevyan in the eye before I go! I won’t be denied!
gl: Despois de que remate este conflito terei que sufrir os longos anos de soidade, sen xeito honorábel de reunirme con eles. E quero mirar nos ollos a ese monstro de Llevian antes de morrer. Por favor!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Very well, if you can’t be deterred. Remember, you <i>must</i> be slain by the hand of Jevyan himself. We can’t have an illiterate orc or mindless skeleton getting the treaty. We will honor your sacrifice.
gl: Moi ben, se tan decidido estás. Pero lembra, <i>debe</i> matarte o propio Llevian. Non podemos permitir que o tratado o colla un orco analfabeto ou un esqueleto descerebrado. Honraremos o teu sacrificio.

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Honor me by destroying Jevyan! Preferably before he can do unnatural things to me. I want to rest in the ground, not be some mindless undead slave for all eternity!
gl: Honrádeme destruíndo a Llevian! Preferibelmente antes de que me poida facer nada contranatural a min. Quero descansar en paz, baixo terra, non ser un escravo non morto descerebrado para toda a eternidade.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ll make sure. I promise.
gl: Así será, prométocho.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: We’ll have to be careful to let one of the orcish leaders escape back to the Green Isle with the knowledge that the elves ‘have’ the Ruby of Fire. Sheesh... What is your kind’s infatuation with rushing to an ‘honorable death’?
gl: Deberemos ter coidado de deixar que un dos líderes orcos escape de volta á Illa Verde coas novas de que os elfos “teñen” o Rubí de lume. Meu, que teima vos deu a vós con iso da «morte honorábel»?

note: [side]: type=Ancient Lich, id=Lich-Lord Jevyan [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Erinak [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Prodash [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Vragish [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Ut'Tan-Grorag
en: Evil
gl: Malvados

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Vragish
en: Tan-Vragish
gl: Tan-Braguis

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Ut'Tan-Grorag
en: Ut’Tan-Grorag
gl: Utan-Groran

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Erinak
en: Tan-Erinak
gl: Tan-Erinán

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Prodash
en: Tan-Prodash
gl: Tan-Prodas

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Commander Aethyr sacrifices himself to Lich-Lord Jevyan and
gl: Que o comandante Edir se sacrifique a mans de Llevian.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Destroy Lich-Lord Jevyan and
gl: Destruír ao señor liche Llevian.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat all enemy leaders except for one
gl: Derrota a todos os líderes inimigos salvo un.

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Commander Aethyr by somebody other than Jevyan
gl: Morte do comandante Edir a mans doutro que non sexa Llevian.

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Fail to leave one enemy leader behind
gl: Morte de absolutamente todos os líderes inimigos.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Haldric approaches the place where Lich-Lord Jevyan has made landfall. The final confrontation looms before him.
gl: Haldric achegouse ao lugar onde o señor liche Llevian desembarcara. O enfrontamento final achegábase.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: You cannot win. Give me the Ruby of Fire and I will go in peace.
gl: Non podes gañar. Entrégame o Rubí de Lume e deixareivos en paz.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: This ends here, Jevyan. Even if I believed your words I couldn’t give you the Ruby of Fire.
gl: Isto acaba aquí, Llevian. Non podería entregarche o Rubí de Lume aínda que quixese.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Bah! Even if you have learned to conceal the power of the Ruby of Fire you will deliver it unto me in death!
gl: Bah! Aínda que aprendeses a empregar o poder do rubí, entregarasmo en canto morras!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: You’re a fool, Jevyan. How do you think we secured our place here? We had to give the elves the Ruby of Fire. We just signed a treaty with the elves ensuring our place here.
gl: Non pareces moi intelixente, Llevian. Como cres que conseguimos as nosas novas terras? Tivemos que entregarlle aos elfos o Rubí de Lume. Non hai moito que asinamos un tratado con eles para a entrega das terras.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: No! I don’t believe it. Only a fool would give away an artifact of such power.
gl: Non! Non me ides enganar. Ninguén é tan parvo como para entregarlle a ninguén un artefacto tan poderoso.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: A fool, or a desperate band of refugees!
gl: Parvo, ou desesperado!

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Casting fire is the least of the Ruby’s abilities. You are twice a fool, for having failed to plumb more than its most trivial use and for having given it away.
gl: Lanzar lume é o menor dos poderes do rubí. Es parvo de todo, parvo por non conseguir sacarlle partido ao rubí alén do seu uso máis básico, e parvo por darlle a pedra aos elfos.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: You shouldn’t give such toys to elves! Bah! It matters little to me. I’m no wizard. All I got is my axe. Heh, heh. It’s all I need — prepare to die, orcish scum!
gl: Non debiches darlle un xoghete coma ese aos elfos! Bah, tampouco é que importe moito. Eu de magho non teño nada, pero teño o que nesesito: o meu machado. Preparádevos para morrer, escoura!

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: Ha. Let all of the minions of Darkness be cast down!
gl: Ha. Deixade que veñan todos os servos da escuridade!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: It matters little, because here you fall!
gl: Non importa, aquí caerás!

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ruddry
en: For all of the good people of Clearwater Port!
gl: Por toda a boa xente do Porto de Augalimpa!

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ladoc
en: For the honor of Southbay!
gl: Polo honor de Biasur!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: We don’t need some magic trinket to beat you! Prepare to meet your fate, you decrepit sack of bones! For the honor of all of the people of the west-north!
gl: Non necesitamos ningún truco de maxia para vencerte! Prepárate para reunirte co teu destino, maldito saco de ósos! Polo honor da xente do noroeste!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Charge!
gl: Á carga!

note: [message]: speaker=Ut'Tan-Grorag
en: I hate it when my prey gets chatty! Get them, it’s a long boat ride back home!
gl: Odio cando a présa se pon a falar! Collédeos, se non queredes coller o barco de volta!

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: We shall soon see if you have the Ruby of Fire!
gl: Non tardaremos en comprobar se tes o Rubí de Lume!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Commander, you remember the plan right?
gl: Comandante, lembras o plan, non si?

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Yes, sir. I am ready.
gl: Lémbroo, señor. Estou listo.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: He’s raising our dead! Be careful!
gl: Está erguendo aos nosos mortos! Coidado!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Feel my wrath, Jevyan, I’m coming for you! No piece of paper in my pocket is going to stop me from destroying you. For my family! For the people of Clearwater Port!
gl: Sente a miña ira, Llevian, vou a por ti! Ningún papel do meu peto impedirá que te destrúa. Pola miña familia! Pola xente do Porto de Augalimpa!

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: All life is finite; you will be made to serve along with the rest.
gl: Toda vida acaba. E ti servirasme igual que o resto.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Come on, stay still, just for a second...
gl: Veña, non te movas, un segundo…

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: For the Wesfolk!
gl: Polos occidentais!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Be careful, Commander!
gl: Coidado, comandante!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: You deny me my honorable death? Our foes are not yet convinced that the elves have the ruby.
gl: Négasme a miña morte honorábel? Aínda non convencemos ao inimigo de que os elfos teñen o rubí.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Vragish
en: Da old bag o’ bones is gone, but you haven’t beat us yet!
gl: Pode que acabásedes co vello saco de ósos, pero a nós aínda non nos vencestes!

note: [message]: speaker=Ut'Tan-Grorag
en: We took yer home, now we’ll take yer lives!
gl: Tomamos as vosas terras, e agora tomaremos as vosas vidas!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Erinak
en: The elfses have da fire ruby, and you have nothing!
gl: Os elfos teñen o Rubí de Lume, vós non tedes nada!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Prodash
en: We will suck the marrow from your bones human!
gl: Os lobos han comer a vosa carne, humanos!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Vragish
en: The battle is going against us!
gl: A batalla está na nosa contra!

note: [message]: speaker=Ut'Tan-Grorag
en: Our forces are being routed! We should flee back to the Green Isle!
gl: Volvamos á Illa Verde!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Erinak
en: It goes poorly for us!
gl: Isto non pinta nada ben!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Prodash
en: Defeated, by humans?
gl: Derrotados, por humanos?

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Fight on, you cowardly orcish worms!
gl: Seguide loitando, orcos covardes!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Vragish
en: Da old bag of bones has been crushed, and our cause is lost. We know da elfses have da fire ruby. Retreat!
gl: Acabaron co vello saco de ósos, e a nosa causa está perdida agora que os elfos teñen a pedra. Retirada!

note: [message]: speaker=Ut'Tan-Grorag
en: Da elfses have the fire ruby, we must flee. To da ships!
gl: A pedra téñena os elfos, debemos fuxir! Aos barcos!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Erinak
en: We have many kinsmen on the Green Isle— we will return for the Ruby of Fire!
gl: Temos moitos irmáns na Illa Verde. Volveremos a polo rubí!

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Prodash
en: We must get back to the Green Isle. The elfses have the Ruby of Fire and our assault has been stopped.
gl: Debemos volver á Illa Verde. Os elfos teñen a pedra e o noso ataque foi bloqueado.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The plan revolved around some orcs making it back to the Green Isle to tell their kin that the elves have the Ruby of Fire so we wouldn’t have to bear the brunt of the next invasion.
gl: O plan consistía en que algúns orcos conseguisen volver á Illa Verde para contarlle aos seus que os elfos teñen o Rubí de Lume, para que non teñamos que enfrontarnos aos orcos na próxima invasión.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: What have we done?
gl: Que fixemos?

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: My love, my family, I’ll be there soo—
gl: Amor meu, fillas, por fin me reunirei con vós…

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Aethyr! No! He was critical for convincing Jevyan that the elves have the Ruby of Fire.
gl: Edir! Non! El era a clave para convencer a Llevia de que os elfos teñen o rubí!

note: [message]: speaker=Commander Aethyr
en: Jevyan— I spit upon thee. Your end awaits. My love, my family, I’ll be there soo—
gl: Llevian… Dásme noxo. O teu final chegará hoxe. Meu amor, fillas, reunireime con vós.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Fool. You are no match for my power. What! What’s this? A treaty. That’s elf script.
gl: Parvo. Non es rival para o meu poder. Un momento, que é isto? Un tratado? Esta escrita é dos elfos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: No. Why? You fools, you gave the Ruby of Fire to the elves. But that won’t save you from me. I will destroy you, then I will deal with the elves.
gl: No. Por que? Parvos! Désteslles o Rubí de Lume aos elfos! Pero iso non vos salvará de min. Destruireivos, e logo me encargarei dos elfos!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: We’ll see about that. For the honor of Commander Aethyr, forward!
gl: Iso xa o veremos. Polo honor do Comandante Edir, adiante!

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: I am fallen before my plans have reached fruition. A curse upon you Haldric, may you and your descendants know nothing but strife!
gl: Caín antes de levar a cabo os meus plans. Maldígote, Haldric, nin ti nin ninguén da túa liñaxe atopará xamais a paz.

note: [unit]: id=Squiddy, type=Cuttle Fish
en: Squiddy
gl: Esquidi

note: [message]
en: Ack. One of those monsters is destroying the bridge.
gl: Agh. Un deses monstros está a destruír a ponte.

note: [unit]: id=Inky, type=Cuttle Fish
en: Inky
gl: Tinteiro

note: [message]
en: The bridge!
gl: A ponte!

note: [unit]: id=Beaky, type=Cuttle Fish
en: Beaky
gl: Biqui

note: [message]
en: Our advance is thwarted, that monster has destroyed the bridge!
gl: Non podemos avanzar, o monstro ese destruíu a ponte!

note: [message]: speaker=Abraxas
en: It’s the Prince Haldric! Jevyan, you never said you came to destroy this monster. We will help you.
gl: É o príncipe Haldric! Llevian, non dixeras que viñeras destruír a este monstro. Axudarémosche.

note: [message]: speaker=Familiar
en: <i>Clack</i>! <i>Splat</i>!
gl: <i>Clac</i>! <i>Esplás</i>!

note: [message]: speaker=second_unit
en: Ahh... That almost makes it all worth while!
gl: Ah… Iso case fai que pague a pena!

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: You’ll pay for that!
gl: Pagarás por iso!

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Strike down these fools.
gl: Abatede as eses parvos.

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Rise, rise from the ground!
gl: Erguédevos, erguédevos da terra!

note: [message]: speaker=Lich-Lord Jevyan
en: Come in from the deep my loyal soldiers!
gl: Vinde das profundidades, leais soldados!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: We did it! We won!
gl: Conseguímolo! Gañamos!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Jevyan is destroyed, but at a terrible price. Let’s put Commander Aethyr to rest and discuss what is to come in the following days.
gl: Destruímos a Llevian, pero a un prezo terríbel. Deixemos que o Comandante Edir descanse en paz, e decidamos o que faremos a continuación.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Our strength is waning, and our foes grow stronger by the hour. The battle is lost!
gl: Perdemos as nosas forzas, e os inimigos son cada vez máis fortes. Perdemos a batalla!

note: [scenario]: id=23_Epilogue
en: Epilogue
gl: Epílogo

note: [side]: type=Noble Commander, id=Prince Haldric
en: Wesnothians
gl: Noroccidentais

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: May Commander Aethyr have a peaceful journey into the next world, where he has been preceded by his wife and loving daughters. For his heroism in the face of adversity a place of glory is assured to him in the Halls of Light...
gl: Que a viaxe do Comandante Edir ao seguinte mundo lle depare paz, xunta a súa muller e fillas. A súa gloriosa morte valeulle sen dúbida un lugar nos corredores da luz.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Without the Commander’s noble sacrifice we would have never carried the day. We have won a great victory here today but much has been lost. My father Eldaric and King Addroran have fallen, and with them many other good people. However, there is hope, and a new land is open before us!
gl: Sen o nobre sacrificio do comandante non estariamos hoxe aquí. Obtivemos unha gran vitoria, pero o prezo foi alto. Meu pai e o rei Adroran caeron, e con eles moitas outras boas persoas. Pero queda esperanza, e unhas novas terras se abren ante nós!

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: But dark deeds have been done on all sides. There is now a secret that only Jessene and I share. I must have your word that what I say will never be uttered again.
gl: Pero houbo actos escuros, por todas as partes. Hai un segredo do que só Iesin e máis eu sabemos. Necesito que me deades a vosa palabra de que o que vou contarvos agora non vai saír de aquí.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I have followed you this far, I will keep your secret. I pledge.
gl: Seguinte ata aquí, manterei o teu segredo. Xúroo.

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ruddry
en: Lord, I shall guard your secret until the day of my death.
gl: Señor, gardarei o teu secreto ata alén da morte.

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ladoc
en: I will take it with me to my grave.
gl: Levareino comigo á tumba.

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: I agree, but misfortune may follow you depending on the nature of your misdeed.
gl: De acordo, pero a desgraza podería seguirte dependendo da natureza do teu acto.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The elves don’t have the Ruby of Fire. We perpetrated a ruse on the orcs. If they return they will come looking for the elves.
gl: Os elfos non teñen o Rubí de lume. Enganamos aos orcos. Se volven poñer un pé neste continente, será aos elfos a quen busquen.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: To be fair to you, Haldric, the elves were considering betraying their pact with us.
gl: Para ser xustos, debo dicir que os elfos estaban considerando a posibilidade de desobedecer o pacto.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Humph. I suspected as much — from both the elves and you. Humans and elves always think they’re so clever!
gl: Hm. Xa o imaxinara, tanto por parte dos elfos como por parte vosa. os elfos e os humanos sempre pensades que sodes moi listos!

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: May the Lords of Light have Mercy on you. But, I am bound by my word.
gl: Que os señores da luz se apiaden de ti. Pero o segredo estará a salvo comigo.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Jessene, you hid the ruby away in that vile troll hole? Didn’t you?
gl: Iesin, agochaches o rubí naquela toba de trolles, non?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: What? Why would you doubt me?
gl: O que? Acaso dubidas de min?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: The orcs that didn’t escape in the ships have regrouped. They are preparing to march on the elves. We should come to the aid of our new friends.
gl: Os orcos que non fuxiron nos barcos reagrupáronse. Estanse preparando para marchar contra os elfos. Debemos acudir en axuda dos nosos novos aliados.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: These orcs are few, but the elves aren’t accustomed to war. Besides we will have to rely on elven charity if we are to survive this first winter.
gl: Estes orcos son poucos, pero os elfos non están afeitos á guerra. Ademais teremos que depender da caridade dos elfos se queremos sobrevivir este primeiro inverno.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: After that, we should build towns in all of the regions that the elves have given us. We should move our capital inland, away from the coast. I hope the children of the good people of the west-north, of the Green Isle, find prosperity in this new land.
gl: Despois disto, debemos construír vilas en todas as rexións que os elfos nos deron. Debemos trasladar a nosa capital ao interior, lonxe da costa. Espero que os fillos da boa xente do noroeste, da Illa Verde, atopen a prosperidade nestas novas terras.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: So what of the rest of you?
gl: E vós que ides facer?

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I shall go back to my people. It seems we have grown many and strong in the time I was gone. I will try to convince them of the wisdom of using the underways to settle new lands.
gl: Eu volverei cos meus. Parece que desde que me ausentei aumentamos en número e forza. A ver se os convenzo de empregar os camiños subterráneos para atopar novas terras.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: I know the way to many places, I think. I want to find out if there are dwarves in other lands. It’s a big world with lots of good mountains. Of that much I am sure.
gl: Sei como chegar a moitos lugares, creo. Quero descubrir se hai ananos noutras terras. Irïdia é grande, e ten moitas montañas. Diso estou seguro.

note: [message]: speaker=Minister Edren
en: We have lost much in the last few months, but we should not lose all of our knowledge. I will go forth amongst the people and spread wisdom, and see about establishing a new order of Magi in this new land.
gl: Perdemos moito nos últimos meses, pero non deberíamos perder todos os nosos coñecementos. Irei coa xente e divulgarei os mes coñecementos; verei de establecer unha nova orde de magos nestas novas terras.

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Ladoc [message]: speaker=Sir Ruddry
en: I am but a humble servant of the Crown. I will establish a new order of knights for a new land. For a new King, if you will allow me to serve under your banner.
gl: Eu non son máis que un humilde servidor da coroa. Establecerei unha nova orde de cabaleiros para as novas terras. Para un novo rei, se me permites servir baixo o teu estandarte.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Excellent.
gl: Excelente.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I suppose I am King Haldric now. Hmm... but what to call this new kingdom?
gl: Supoño que agora son o rei Haldric. Hm… pero como lle chamaremos a este novo reino?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: May I make a suggestion?
gl: Podo facer unha suxestión?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Sure.
gl: Claro.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: The word ‘Wesfolk’ is from your old tongue. It means ‘People of the West’. The elves call us the people of the west-north. Under the same old tongue that would be ‘Wes Noth’. So I suggest that the new kingdom be called ‘Wesnoth’, in honor of our old home.
gl: Os elfos chámannos «humanos do noroeste». Por que non chamar así ao noso reino? O «Reino do Noroeste», fogar dos «noroccidentais».

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Hmm. ‘Wesnoth’. I like it. Yes, ‘Wesnoth’ would be fine. So I am the first King of Wesnoth!
gl: Hm… «O Reino do Noroeste». Gústame. Será perfecto. Entón supoño que son o primeiro Rei do Noroeste!

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: So, what is to become of me?
gl: E que vai ser de min?

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: There are many Wesfolk amongst the remains of my people. We must stay united under one banner. I will need you by my side if there is any hope of building a true ‘Kingdom of Wesnoth’. I... I think a Queen’s crown would sit well upon that flame-colored hair of yours, Jessene.
gl: Hai moitos occidentais entre a miña xente. Debemos estar unidos baixo un mesmo estandarte. Necesitareite canda min se esperamos construír un verdadeiro «Reino do Noroeste». Creo que unha coroa de raíña iría a xogo co teu cabelo, Iesin.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: I am not to be bought with trinkets, Haldric.
gl: A min non me podes comprar, Haldric.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Then take my hand, Jessene, if you won’t accept crown or kingdom. You have earned both. We can’t make this work without your people... and I don’t think I can make it work without <i>you</i>.
gl: Entón toma a miña man, Iesin, se non vas aceptar unha coroa ou un reino. Gañaches ambas cousas. Isto non pode funcionar sen a túa xente… E non sei como vou seguir adiante sen <i>ti</i>.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Probably not. And, if nothing else, the hero-king of Wesnoth, Haldric Dragonbane, will need someone to remind him that he does not eat lightning and belch thunder. I... accept.
gl: Probabelmente non poderías, non. E en calquera caso, o rei do Noroeste, Haldric “O caza-dragóns”, necesitará alguén que lle lembre que non pode comer raios nin relampos. Acepto.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: It was never said afterwards that the marriage of Haldric and Jessene was exactly tranquil. But it was also said that neither could long stand to be separated from the other, and she bore him strong children that mingled the blood of their diverse ancestries. Many followed their example, and the two refugee peoples from the Green Isles became fused into one in the new kingdom.
gl: Moitas cousas se dixeron do matrimonio entre Haldric e Iesin, pero certamente «tranquilo» non foi unha delas. Pero tamén se dixo que non eran capaces de estar separados moito tempo, e tiveron fortes fillos coa sangue dos seus diversos devanceiros. E moitos foron os que seguiron o seu exemplo, e os dous pobos de refuxiados da Illa Verde uníronse nun novo reino.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: In later ages the bards would sing ‘The Breaking of the Pact’, an epic tale of Haldric’s betrayal of the elves. They would whisper of the price he and his descendants would pay for that betrayal without knowing the whole truth.
gl: Nos anos que seguirían, os bardos cantarían «A ruptura do pacto», unha épica historia sobre como Haldric traizoou aos elfos. E falarían do prezo que el e os seus fillos terían que pagar por semellante traizón, sen coñecer as súas caras da moeda.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: But some of us have remembered the true story of our arrival on this great continent. The true story of the Rise of Wesnoth.
gl: Pero algúns de nós lembramos a verdadeira historia da nosa chegada a este gran continente. A verdadeira historia da orixe do Reino do Noroeste.

note: [unit_type]: id=Familiar, race=undead
en: Powerful magic users sometimes have familiars, creatures which have had a spirit or minor demon drawn into them. A familiar may act as a spy or messenger for its master.
gl: Os seres de maxia poderosa teñen ás veces familiares, criaturas ás que se lles imbuíu un demo menor ou espírito. Os familiares actúan de espías ou mensaxeiros para o seu amo.

note: [attack]: type=blade
en: bite
gl: trabada

note: [unit_type]: id=Noble Commander, race=human
en: Noble Commander
gl: Comandante nobre

note: [unit_type]: id=Noble Commander, race=human
en: The rank of a noble Commander is held by those who lead battle groups into combat. Possessing leadership skills, they give lower-level units in adjacent hexes improved performance in combat. Commanders are best skilled with the sword, although they also carry a bow to use when necessary. If the Commander is lost, so is the battle.
gl: O rango de comandante nobre téñeno aqueles que lideran grupos de batalla en combate. Con habilidades de liderado, danlle ás unidades de menor nivel nos hexágonos adxacentes maior efectividade no combate. Os comandantes son máis habilidosos coa espada, aínda que tamén levan consigo un arco por se o precisan. Se o comandante morre, perdes a batalla.

note: [attack]: type=blade
en: sword
gl: espada

note: [attack]: type=pierce
en: bow
gl: arco

note: [unit_type]: id=Noble Fighter, race=human
en: Noble Fighter
gl: Nobre loitador

note: [unit_type]: id=Noble Fighter, race=human
en: Young and brash, Fighters fight with a sword, and are vulnerable to ranged attacks from enemies. However they have the potential to become great Commanders one day.
gl: Xoves e apaixonados, os loitadores loitan cunha espada, e son vulnerábeis aos ataques a distancia. Porén, teñen potencial para chegar ser grandes comandantes algún día.

note: [unit_type]: id=Noble Lord, race=human
en: Noble Lord
gl: Cabaleiro nobre

note: [unit_type]: id=Noble Lord, race=human
en: The noble leaders of many troops, Lords are especially strong in melee combat, and also possess skill with the bow. Like Commanders, Lords possess leadership skills, and improve the fighting ability of all adjacent lower-level units.
gl: Nobres líderes de moitas tropas, os cabaleiros nobres son especialmente fortes en combate corpo a corpo, aínda que tamén son habilidosos co arco. Ao igual que os comandantes, os señores nobres posúen habilidade de liderado, e melloran a habilidade de loita daquelas unidades de nivel inferior ao seu situadas nos hexágonos adxacentes.

note: [unit_type]: id=Noble Youth, race=human
en: Noble Youth
gl: Nobre xove

note: [unit_type]: id=Noble Youth, race=human
en: Today he is a young man, by his devotion to the crown he is seeking to become a Lord — to join the elite of humanity.
gl: Hoxe é un mozo, pero coa súa devoción á coroa está intentando chegar a ser un cabaleiro, para unirse á elite da humanidade.

note: [attack]: type=impact
en: training sword
gl: espada de adestramento

note: [unit_type]: id=Vampire Lady, race=undead
en: female^Vampire Lady
gl: Dama vampiresa

note: [unit_type]: id=Vampire Lady, race=undead
en: Cold and beautiful, she maintains her eternal youthful appearance drinking the blood of the living.
gl: Fría e fermosa, mantense eternamente nova de aspecto consumindo o sangue dos vivos.

note: [attack]: type=blade
en: blood kiss
gl: bico do sangue

note: [attack]: type=pierce
en: curse
gl: maldición

note: [unit_type]: id=Warrior King
en: Warrior King
gl: Rei guerreiro

note: [unit_type]: id=Warrior King
en: As the leaders of the human Kingdoms, Kings are responsible for ruling and protecting their subjects. Kings can coordinate the attacks of level 1 and 2 units, thereby increasing their fighting efficiency.
gl: Os líderes dos reinos humanos, os reis, son responsábeis de gobernar e protexer aos seus súbditos. Os reis poden coordinar os ataques de unidades de nivel 1 e 2, aumentando a súa eficiencia no combate.

note: [unit_type]: id=Wesfolk Lady, race=human
en: female^Wesfolk Lady
gl: Dama dos occidentais

note: [unit_type]: id=Wesfolk Lady, race=human [unit_type]: id=Wesfolk Leader, race=human
en: Born in the Wesfolk aristocracy, she and her people were excluded from society by their lords, who betrayed their loyalty when a war against Haldric’s people was being lost. This outcast still conserves her nobleness in her veins and on the battlefield she has earned valuable experience, which continues increasing with time, as does her natural leadership.
gl: Nacida de entre a aristocracia occidental, foi excluída xusto co seu pobo da sociedade polos seus señores, que traizoaron a súa lealdade cando se viron a piques de perder a guerra contra o pobo de Haldric. Esta fuxitiva conserva a nobreza no sangue, e ten moita experiencia no campo de batalla, experiencia que irá en aumento, igual que a súa capacidade natural para o liderado.

note: [attack]: type=impact
en: staff
gl: bastón

note: [attack]: type=impact
en: sling
gl: tirafonda

note: [unit_type]: id=Wesfolk Leader, race=human
en: female^Wesfolk Leader
gl: Líder dos occidentais

note: [unit_type]: id=Wesfolk Outcast, race=human
en: female^Wesfolk Outcast
gl: Paria dos occidentais

note: [unit_type]: id=Wesfolk Outcast, race=human
en: Born in the Wesfolk aristocracy, she and her people were excluded from society by their lords, who betrayed their loyalty when a war against Haldric’s people was being lost. This outcast still conserves her nobleness in her veins and on the battlefield she has earned valuable experience, which she can lend to her people for turning a fight in their favor.
gl: Nacida de entre a aristocracia occidental, foi excluída xusto co seu pobo da sociedade polos seus señores, que traizoaron a súa lealdade cando se viron a piques de perder a guerra contra o pobo de Haldric. Esta fuxitiva conserva a nobreza no sangue, e ten moita experiencia no campo de batalla, que pode pasar aos seus para darlle un xiro ao combate no seu favor.

note: [unit_type]: id=Wose Sapling
en: Wose Sapling
gl: Wose novo

note: [skirmisher]: id=distract
en: distract
gl: distrae

note: [skirmisher]: id=distract
en: This unit negates enemy Zones of Control around itself for allied units (but not for itself).
gl: Esta unidade desactiva as zonas de control ao seu arredor para as unidades inimigas (pero non para a propia unidade).

en: This unit is capable of distracting opponents, allowing allied units to trespass their Zones of Control and move unhindered around them.
gl: Esta unidade pode distraer aos opoñentes, permitindo que as unidades aliadas atravesen as súas zonas de control e se movan con total liberdade entre as liñas inimigas.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: I can’t be finished yet... I still have so much more to do.
gl: Non podo acabar así… Aínda teño moito que facer.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: It is not yet my time! No!
gl: Aínda non é a miña hora! Non!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: No! I’ll not go so easil—
gl: Non! Non acabaredes comigo tan fa—

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Bah! I’m not dying today! <i>Poof</i>! (<i>The Lady Outlaw vanishes in a puff of smoke.</i>)
gl: Bah! Non vou morrer hoxe! <i>Puf</i>! (<i>a dama Proscrita desaparece nunha nube de fume</i>).

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Fool of a boy. I never should have followed him.
gl: Parvo. Nunca debín seguilo.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Hail the Kings, may their bloodlines continue beyond my time!
gl: Vivan os reis! Que a liña de sucesión continúe ata a eternidade!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: For Land and Lord, I sacrifice all!
gl: Douno todo polas terras do señor!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: May the Lords of Light protect us all.
gl: Que os señores da luz nos protexan a todos.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Without him the bottoms of our ships will be completely vulnerable...
gl: Sen el os baixos dos nosos barcos serán completamente vulnerábeis…

note: [unit]
en: A Former Friend
gl: Un antigo amigo

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: I still think I should be called ‘Dragonbane’.
gl: Sigo pensando que me deberían chamar “O caza-dragóns”.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Not in my lifetime.
gl: Non mentres eu viva.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: It could be worse. We could be back in that troll hole!
gl: Ei, podería ser peor. Poderiamos estar de volta naquela cova de trolles.

note: [message]: speaker=Burin the Lost
en: Hey, disparage the trolls, <i>not</i> the holes!
gl: Ei, critica aos trolles, <i>non</i> á cova.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Well, at least we don’t have to contend with the undead. No offense, Jessene.
gl: En fin, polo menos non temos que enfrontarnos aos non mortos. Sen ánimo de ofender, Iesin.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Don’t worry about it.
gl: Non te preocupes.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: Too bad that this isn’t going as well as the beach... I miss the beach.
gl: Unha mágoa que isto non vaia tan ben como a praia. Boto de menos a praia.

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, just before we arrived here I got word that the your ‘third of a fleet’ has departed for our old home, the Green Isle.
gl: Haldric, xusto antes de chegarmos a este lugar souben que o teu “terzo” partiu rumbo á Illa Verde.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: You were planning on sharing this with me when?
gl: E cando pensabas dicirmo?

note: [message]: speaker=Lady Jessene
en: Haldric, messengers just informed me that the fleet has returned from our old home. They came back with as nearly as large a fleet as we initially set out with, and Southbay still stands. This is excellent news. As per your orders a third of the fleet has headed back out.
gl: Haldric, acaban de informarme de que a flota volveu das vellas terras. Volveron cunha flota case tan grande como aquela coa que partimos nós, e Biasur segue resistindo. Son moi boas novas. E seguindo coas túas ordes, un terzo da flota regresou de novo.

note: [message]: speaker=Prince Haldric
en: That is excellent news indeed. Our numbers have doubled. Now on to the business at hand.
gl: Moi boas novas, si. Agora contamos co dobre de tropas. Pero preocupémonos do asunto que agora nos ocupa primeiro.
