Ведьмак 3 - Интро
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Here you are, gathered in front of me .. get on .. Buy .. You press the children to your chest. Emperor Emgyr passed through our lands. He besieged every serf from here to the blue mountains. He tears and bites us like a mad dog. People of the North, you are standing at the cliff! Kings betrayed you, and you turned to the gods! But you do not pray, do not fall to your knees, sprinkling your head with ashes. No, you whine: "Why did the gods leave us?" It's time to return to the path from which we have gone long ago! There was a time when our world was in touch with another. Scientists call this the conjugation of spheres .. by the will of the gods of the Evil force, penetrating into our abode. And in this catastrophe the wicked essence was born, which is called magic. But we did not forbid her! No, we studied it for the sake of power and power! But what about the monsters of our villages .. the crafts of the conjugation? Trolls .. corpoles .. Volkolaki .. We have an ejected sword against them? Or put this burden on others? On those who are called witches ... on the lost children trained by Volshbe, whose bodies are perverted by God -proof rituals. And they fight the monsters, although they do not distinguish good from evil. The spark of humanity has long faded into them. Yes. Over the years, there are fewer than them. But to this day they are in our area, doing their bloody work for money. Small us our very existence. The north tormented by the war is doused with blood. The battles are the blows of the scourges of God that our sins will cleanse! Remember the horrors tormenting our world from outside! Wild hunting rides in heaven every full moon! These dark horsemen, messengers of the second conjugation, lead our children to unknown lands. But can we turn back to the light? Do we have the strength to expel the sorcerers? And unite around the eternal fire? Night - an hour of a sword and an ax! In this war, no one will help us. Night is an hour of madness, an hour of contempt!