Игра на знание бека v2.0

[Дарт Йорикус]

Подозреваю, что это был бог шахтеров Грунгни. Он вроде как экипировал Гримнира для защиты от демонов Хаоса.

Да, он. И у Готрека именно один из посеянных Гримниром в его походе на север топоров, об этом написано в 5 книге про Готрека. Отрывок из текста кину утром. Твой вопрос.

[Дарт Йорикус]

He felt other presences with him now, which he recognised as the souls of his magicians. He could hear their voices, far off in the distance, chanting the words of eldritch incantations. He saw as from afar a scene in the primordial dawn of time. A massive dwarf who somehow seemed more than a dwarf forged an axe that he recognised. The ancient dwarf beat the blade on an anvil through which the power of magic flowed strongly, patiently inscribed runes of surpassing might to be the bane of daemons. At the final stages of the ritual he invoked protective spells and the scene shimmered and vanished.

He sensed us, said the voice of Kelmain in his mind.

Nonsense, brother, the spell he invoked wards out all external magic, including ours.

I suppose you are right.

Arek wondered what they were talking about, and who they were watching. The scene shimmered and shifted, and he saw a huge dwarf similar to the first bearing two axes, the one he had seen forged and another that was akin to it. His head was shaved, tattoos covered his skin. He fought endlessly against the hordes of Chaos in a world where the sky was the colour of blood, and the sorcerer’s moon, Morrslieb, glared down huge and baleful from the skies-.

The first great incursion, Kelmain’s voice whispered.

When the Lords of Chaos first gained entrance to this world, added Lhoigor.

Arek saw the dwarf lead armies from the fortress cities of the dwarfs. He saw the endless doomed campaign waged against the armies of Darkness. He saw the axe-bearer eventually depart into the Wastes on a quest to deny the Lords of Chaos entry into his world. He saw him cast away the axe, before his final doomed battle with the daemonic hordes.

The scene shifted once more. A young dwarf retrieved the axe and bore it to the great citadel of Karag Dum far to the north. The spell walls of that vast city blocked any further vision for millennia. Then the tides of Chaos advanced once more, in a time that Arek recognised. He saw Karag Dum encircled by the Wastes, and laid siege to by a mighty host of beastmen and daemons. He saw the spell walls broached by a great bloodthirster of Khorne, and viewed inside the city. He saw the bloodthirster vanquished by a distant descendant of the original axe wielder, who died even as he defeated the mighty winged daemon. He saw the axe being picked up by the son of the king who headed out into the Chaos Wastes to bring aid to his people. Arek witnessed his quest’s failure and the young dwarf dying alone and far from home, fighting his final battle against an army of beastmen after taking refuge in a cave.

The vision shimmered. A convoy of strange armoured vehicles moved across the Wastes. Wagons encased in steel, powered by muscles of the dwarfs within them.

Some sort of expedition, brother, to find the city of Karag Dum.

Doomed, of course, came the reply.

Arek saw the wagons being destroyed one by one, and their crews turning back, until one alone continued onwards. Eventually even that steel wagon was attacked and crippled by beastmen, and from it emerged three dwarfs: one an ancient with his long beard braided into two forks, one a huge brutish and very dim-looking warrior, the third a dwarf of stern visage.

Gotrek Gurnisson, he heard Kelmain whisper.

Yes, brother, came the reply.

All three were armed and armoured with potent weapons, and shielded by runic talismans. They fought their way clear of their destroyed wagon and began the long trudge back towards their so-called civilisation.

A storm sprang up, dust clouds rising from the Wastes. The three were separated. The one named Gotrek took shelter in the cave, until the huge mutant beastman within discovered him. Chased deep into the caves, he found the body of the young prince and the axe. He picked it up, and a link was forged between him and the weapon. Armed with its ancient might, he slew the beastman, and rejoined his two companions.

Новое видение. Горы. Синее небо. Широкое ущелье. Известный как Готрек гном был там. Он был больше, мускулистее и крупнее.

Топор изменил своего носителя, брат. Гляди, как он вырос.

Убийца вошел в ущелье, казалось, что он рад был там оказаться. Но в ущелье его ждала сожженная деревня и много мертвых гномов. Готрек вошел в один из каменных домов. Внутри валялось изувеченное тело женщины-гнома и её маленького ребенка.

Гном склонил голову. Возможно, он плакал.

Новое изменение. Залы владыки гномов. В них был Готрек Гурниссон, горячо споривший с длиннобородым гномов на троне. На губах лорда была презрительная усмешка. Он насмешливо что-то сказал, это чувствовалось, а затем сделал рубящий жест рукой, возможно запрещая Готреку сделать то, что тот хотел, а может быть, приказывая убить его.

Но тот лишь покачал головой и мрачно усмехнулся. Владыка приказал своим воинам схватить Готрека. Это было ошибкой. Началась бойня. Скоро все в зале, кроме Убийцы и тех, кто успел сбежать, были мертвы. Повсюду лежали трупы гномов.

Готрек схватил нож и начал резать свои волосы. Скоро он был обрит налысо, кроме маленького неровного хохолка. И убийца пошел прочь, чтобы сделать то, что намеревался.

A vast human city. Perhaps Altdorf, the Imperial capital.

A tavern. A tall blond-haired man, clearly drunk, was sitting down at the table with the dwarf who was obviously as drunk as he. The dwarf was older now. His hair was a huge crest, dyed orange. Tattoos covered his shaven head. He was scarred and there was a cynical twist to his mouth. The tall man was obviously distressed by something. They talked. And as they spoke the human became more and more excited. They drank more. The dwarf took up a knife and the unlikely pair swore some sort of blood-brothership oath.

Scenes came now in quick succession. Crypts beneath the Imperial city. A magician performed a ritual of cosmic evil only to be interrupted by the pair. A small village in the wilds, terrorised by a winged daemon until the two of them ended its reign of terror. A forest at night; Morrslieb grinned down. The two did battle with mutants and cultists, eventually rescuing a small child from their clutches. A wagon train headed south, fighting goblins and undead monsters as it went. The pair were there always, fighting like devils. At the gate of a burning fort, the Slayer defeated a whole tribe of wolf riders, losing an eye in the process. Arek saw a ruined dwarf city and battles with monsters, and meetings with ghosts.

An accelerating succession of scenes blurred by. Encounters with mages and werewolves and wicked men. Buildings burned in another Imperial city as an army of ratmen stalked the streets. A massive airship crossed the Chaos Wastes and arrived at Karag Dum. The bloodthirster returned, only to be defeated once more by the pair of adventurers. They encountered a mighty dragon and slew it. They battled with an army of ores and somehow survived.

As he watched, it became obvious to Arek that whatever else the pair are, they are heroes, and somehow it is their destiny to oppose Chaos. Or perhaps it is not their doom, but that of the axe. He cannot tell. It is something to discuss with his pet wizards.

Suddenly the cascade of visions stopped. One further change charged the air. A deep sense of foreboding filled Arek. The scene went black and he was confronted for the briefest of instants by a gigantic face whose features appeared to shimmer and change, sometimes resembling a bird-headed daemon, sometimes resembling an incredibly beautiful man with eyes of glowing light. He knew at once that he was gazing on Lord Tzeentch. The being smiled mockingly at him, and a last scene appeared before his eyes.

Buildings burned. Horned warriors clashed with humans in the street. He saw himself lying on the ground, his armour breached and broken, his headless corpse sprawled in the snow. All around were the mangled bodies of beastmen and Chaos warriors. He saw himself locked in combat with the dwarf. Arek found himself enthralled waiting for the moment of his inevitable triumph.

The scene went blank to be replaced by another. He saw the axe flashing in to sever his head.

A third moment of vision appalled him: Gotrek Gurnisson and his human companion standing over his corpse, wounded but triumphant, Arek’s severed head held in the man’s hand.

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Изменено 2 сентября, 2009 пользователем Йорик

[Anchar]

Т.о. у 2-х топоров уже 3 владельца :)

Надо только вот еще глянуть правила каждого оружия. По-моему ТТХ у них разные :)

P.S. Большое спасибо за плюсы, очень приятно. Как только смогу - отблагодарю :)

Изменено 2 сентября, 2009 пользователем Anchar

[Lynx Militant]

Мммм.... Ничего интересного в голову не приходит ...

Ну, например, как звали отца всех драконов?

Йорик, спасибо за плюс, постараюсь оправдать доверие!)

[Anchar]

Честно говоря было лениво искать, но на то и есть Вики! :)

Правда там написано лишь о Грауге Ужасном как о праотце всех европейских... старосветских драконов :)

[Lynx Militant]

Нет. :) Не то.)

[Lynx Militant]

Нет. Anchar был ближе.)

[Narval]

Вики говорит, что это был Калганос Чёрный.

[Дядюшка]

Мммм.... Ничего интересного в голову не приходит ...

Ну, например, как звали отца всех драконов?

помню родного брата Аенарионовского Индраугнира, которого звали Гарлауком. правда он стал отцом всех двухголовых драконов Хаоса. а не отцом "всех" драконов...

[Lynx Militant]

Вики говорит, что это был Калганос Чёрный.

Ну это не только Вики говорит.))) А его гномье имя Урмскаладрак и был он задоооолго до Грауга.

С тебя вопрос.

[Narval]

Какое место в Старом Свете в переводе с языка проживавшего там племени называлось "удар кулаком"?

[Dil von Steinbrenner]

Фаушляг - Гора на которой стоит Мидденхейм

[Narval]

Фаушляг - Гора на которой стоит Мидденхейм

Точно

[Dil von Steinbrenner]

На логику, чтоб опять пару страниц голову ломали или на знание?

[Narval]

Давай на логику.

[Dil von Steinbrenner]

После какого известного события "Маленький баран" загремел к кислевитам?

[Dil von Steinbrenner]

Событие имело место в Кислеве

[Dil von Steinbrenner]

Сдаетесь или еще подсказку?

[Narval]

Подсказывай

[Dil von Steinbrenner]

Дело было в тот год, который никто никогда не забудет-)

[DenisV]

Маленький барашек - по кислевитски Вебла, соответсвенно это демилансер из "всадников смерти" Абнета.

Битва при Ждевке?

[Dil von Steinbrenner]

Так точно

[DenisV]

Единственный рыцарь Пантеры выживший в Нордгартенской битве? И на сдачу - кто был главным противником в этой битве?

[Dil von Steinbrenner]

Почти тезка - Мартин Ландау, бились с упырями-)

[DenisV]

Почти тезка - Мартин Ландау, бились с упырями-)

Ну только если несколько таких битв было. Я загадывал другого рыцаря.

Нужны подсказки?

Извиняюсь за медленные ответы - на выходных был сильно далеко от компьютера.