wesnoth-did - en to sr translation catalogue (293 entries)

note: [scenario]: id=11_Descent_into_Darkness [campaign]: id=Descent_into_Darkness
en: Descent into Darkness
sr: Poniranje u tamu

note: [campaign]: id=Descent_into_Darkness
en: DiD
sr: PuT

note: [campaign]: id=Descent_into_Darkness
en: Neophyte
sr: novoposvećenik

note: [campaign]: id=Descent_into_Darkness
en: Evoker
sr: podizač

note: [campaign]: id=Descent_into_Darkness
en: Summoner
sr: sazivač

note: [campaign]: id=Descent_into_Darkness
en: Learn the dark arts of necromancy in order to save your people from an orcish incursion.
sr: Izuči mračne vještine nekromantije zarad spasenja svog naroda od orkovske najezde.

note: [campaign]: id=Descent_into_Darkness
en: (Intermediate level, 12 scenarios.)
sr: (Srednji nivo, 12 scenarija.)

note: [about]
en: Campaign Design
sr: Dizajn pohoda

note: [about]
en: Campaign Maintenance
sr: Održavanje pohoda

note: [about]
en: Artwork and Graphics Design
sr: Grafički dizajn i grafika

note: [scenario]: id=01_Saving_Parthyn
en: Saving Parthyn
sr: Spasavanje Partina

note: [part] If the target language has a specialized term for a fortified town, like Latin "oppidum", use it for Parthyn.
en: Malin Keshar was born ten years after the death of Haldric IV. He grew up in the northern border town of Parthyn, the second child and eldest son of the baron of the city. Every summer when the mountain passes became clear, orcs came down from the north to prove themselves in battle. Every year Parthyn’s guards repelled the raids, though some of the townsfolk were always lost. Malin’s father led raiding parties to disrupt the orc encampments and send the orcs back to the north.
sr: Malin Kešar je rođen deset godina po smrti Haldrika Četvrtog. Rastao je u sjevernom pograničnom gradu Partinu, kao drugo dijete i najstariji sin gradskog barona. Svakog ljeta kada bi se raščistili planinski prolazi, sa sjevera su se spuštali orkovi željni dokazivanja u boju. Partinska garda je svaki takav nalet odbijala, ali nikada bez gubitaka i među žiteljima. Malinov otac zato je vodio prepadne družine kako bi pomeo orkovske logore i natjerao ih da se pokupe nazad ka sjeveru.

note: [part]
en: When Malin was 10, a mage who passed through the town sensed strong magical abilities in the boy. His parents, seeing a chance for him to live away from the constant battles with the orcs, arranged for him to be sent to the mage community on the Isle of Alduin. There he studied for eight years, while back at home the orc raids increased in their frequency and ferocity. Before Malin could finish his training, however, he was expelled.
sr: Kada je Malinu bilo deset godina, mag koji je prolazio kroz grad oseti u dječaku jake magijske sposobnosti. Njegovi roditelji, uvidjevši priliku da im se sin udalji od stalnih obračuna sa orkovima, urediše da bude poslat u zajednicu magova na Ostrvu Aldujina. Tamo se školovao tokom osam godina, dok su se naleti orkova na njegov rodni grad pojačavali i brojnošću i žestinom. Prije nego što Malin stiže da završi obuku, međutim, izbaciše ga.

note: [part]
en: Malin returned to Parthyn just as summer began only to encounter more misfortune. Even as he arrived, an early, unexpected orc raid was being conducted against Parthyn. Malin watched as his father took an arrow in the chest and fell lifeless to the ground.
sr: Malin se vrati u Partin pri početku ljeta, samo da bi zatekao još nevolja. Kako je stigao, dogodi se rani, neočekivani nalet orkova na Partin. Svojim očima vidje kada mu oca probode strijela i obori beživotnog na zemlju.

note: [part]
en: Shaken by the loss of their commander, the human defense began to falter. As the orcs roared in anticipation of victory, skeleton warriors poured out of the woods to the orcs’ rear. The soldiers watched in amazement as the skeletons cut down orc after orc and then melted back into the forest.
sr: Uzdrmana gubitkom svog zapovjednika, ljudska odbrana poče da posustaje. I tada, dok su orkovi urlali u predosjećanju pobjede, iz šume u njihovoj pozadini pokuljaše ćele-ratnici. Vojnici zapanjeno gledaše kako skeleti sasijecaju orka za orkom, da bi se potom utopili nazad u šumu.

note: [part]
en: Shortly a man dressed in the robes of a necromancer emerged from the trees. <i>“Allow me to introduce myself. I am Darken Volk. While I know your kingdom does not love my kind, I think it vital that we put aside our differences for the moment. The orc menace grows in the North, and I misdoubt any of the border towns can stand without some assistance. For now, I ask only to rest in your town for a few days.”</i>
sr: Ubrzo između drveća izbi čovek u odeždi nekromanta. „Dopustite mi da se predstavim“, reče on, „Ja sam Darken Volk. Iako znam da vaše kraljevstvo ne voli moju sortu, mislim da je ključno da na trenutak ostavimo razlike po strani. Na sjeveru narasta orkovska prijetnja, kojoj sumnjam da se ijedan pogranični grad može oduprijeti bez pomoći sa strane. Za sada, samo tražim konačište u vašem gradu nekoliko dana.“

note: [part]
en: Drogan, the captain of the guard, replied, <i>“Surely you know that the penalty for necromancy is death. For your aid we will promise you rest and safety. Upon your departure, however, you are banished from these lands, not to return on pain of death. We thank you for your help, but need no alliances with those who deal only in dark magic.”</i>
sr: Drogan, kapetan garde, odgovori: „Zasigurno znaš da se nekromantija kažnjava smrću. Za iskazanu pomoć, obećavamo ti konak i bezbednost. Čim kreneš, međutim, smatraj se protjeranim iz ovih zemalja, da se ne vratiš ako ti je do života. Zahvaljujemo ti za pomoć, ali nema saveza sa onima koji se služe samo mračnom magijom.“

note: [side] [side]: type=Sergeant, id=Drogan [side]: type=General, id=Taylor
en: Defenders
sr: Branioci

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Borth [side]: type=Orcish Warrior, id=Kreg'a'shar Trr [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Gron'r Hronk [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=K'rrlar Oban [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=P'Gareth [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=K'Vark [modify_side]
en: Orcs
sr: Orkovi

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warrior, id=Kreg'a'shar Trr
en: Kreg’a’shar Trr
sr: Kregašar Tr

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defend the river fort for two nights
sr: Odbraniš li rječnu utvrdu dvije noći

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Orcs break through the river fort defenses
sr: Probiju li se orkovi kroz bedeme rječne utvrde

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Malin Keshar
sr: Nastrada li Malin Kešar

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Drogan
sr: Nastrada li Drogan

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Malin, troubled by his father’s death, argues to no avail that Darken Volk be allowed to stay to help defend the town. The necromancer leaves Parthyn without incident.
sr: Malin, moren smrću svoga oca, bezuspješno se zalagaše da se Darkenu Volku dozvoli da ostane i pomogne odbranu grada. Nekromant mirno napusti Partin.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Several weeks pass...
sr: Prođe nekoliko sedmica...

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: Although I dislike sending a raiding party out so early, they should clear out the orc encampments and leave us a relatively quiet summer.
sr: Nisam rad da šaljem prepadnu družinu ovako rano, ali bi trebalo da počisti orkovske logore i obezbijedi nam srazmjerno tiho ljeto.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: So much for quiet, Drogan. Orcs mass north of the river!
sr: Toliko o tihom, Drogane. Orkovi se gomilaju sjeverno od rijeke!

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: Curse them! You must hold the river fort, Malin, or they shall surely overrun the town. I will bring what soldiers remain to your aid. The raiding party is due to return in two days, and the orcs will not dare fight with such a force attacking from behind.
sr: Prokleti bili! Moraš zadržati rječnu utvrdu, Maline, inače će sigurno pregaziti grad. Povešću ti u pomoć koliko još vojnika ima. Prepadna družina treba da se vrati za dva dana — orkovi se neće usuditi da udare na takvu silu koja im stiže iz pozadine.

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: What in blazes is that thing? Has the necromancer returned?
sr: Sto mu gromova, kakva je to grozota? Je li se to nekromant vratio?

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: No, Drogan. I raised this corpse with the skills Darken Volk taught to me before he left. While I have no love for it, without the help of the dead we consign ourselves and our families to orcish stewpots! Surely you can see that!
sr: Ne, Drogane. Ja podigoh ovaj leš, vještinama kojima me je Darken Volk podučio pre nego što je otišao. Ne čini me to nimalo srećnim, ali bez pomoći mrtvih prepuštamo sebe i svoje porodice orkovskim kazanima! Zasigurno si svjestan toga!

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: No benefit is worth the price of defiling the bodies of our dead! You have been very close-mouthed about why the mages sent you home from Alduin; if it was for dabbling in such arts, it is no wonder they cast you out!
sr: Nema toga što je vrijedno cijene skrnavljenja tijela naših mrtvih! Prilično si tajnovit o tome zašto su te magovi Aldujina poslali kući; ako je zbog brkanja u ovakve vještine, nije ni čudo što te izbaciše!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: No! No... it was nothing like that... But I will not stand by and allow the orcs to destroy my home while I have the skills to prevent it!
sr: Ne! Ne... ništa nalik tome... Ali neću stajati mirno i dopustiti da orkovi unište moj dom, kada imam znanja da to spriječim!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Welcome to Parthyn
sr: Dobro došli u Partin

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: The orcs have broken through our line. Parthyn is open to attack!
sr: Orkovi probiše naše redove. Partin je otvoren za napad!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Who will be left to defend Parthyn?
sr: Ko će ostati da brani Partin?

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The raiding party returns, and the orcs flee in the face of a superior force.
sr: Kako se prepadna družina vratila, orkovi se, suočeni sa nadmoćnom silom, razbježaše.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The orcs are broken, dead or fled.
sr: Orkovi su razbijeni, što mrtvi što pobjegli.

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: By all rights, I should have you executed on the spot, Malin. I certainly should have not given the necromancer the chance to corrupt you. Since I showed him mercy, however, I will give the same to you. You are hereby banished from Parthyn and all the Kingdom of Wesnoth.
sr: Svega mi pravog, Maline, trebalo bi da te pogubim na licu mjesta. Nikako nisam smio da dam onom nekromantu priliku da te iskvari. Pošto sam pre njemu imao milosti, međutim, moram je imati i prema tebi. Smatraj se ovim prognanim iz Partina i cijelog Vesnotskog kraljevstva.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Would you rather have let the orcs overrun the town and seen us both dead?
sr: Radije bi da smo pustili orkove da pregaze grad i obojica stradali?

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: Aye, better that than to even dabble in dark magic. People would have rebuilt the town, just as they always have in the past. Would that the mages had taught you more sense.
sr: Još kako, bolje to nego da se koliko zvirne u mračnu magiju. Ljudi bi obnovili grad, kao što su to uvijek činili u prošlosti. Da su ti samo magovi ulili više zdravog razuma.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: The mages taught me enough. You won’t truly banish me, will you, Drogan?
sr: Magovi me dovoljno naučiše. Nećeš me zaista izgnati, zar ne, Drogane?

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: Begone, now. I’ve no wish to be forced to send the soldiers after you. Your father would be ashamed to see the end to which you’ve come.
sr: Bježi sada. Radije ne bih da šaljem vojnike po tebe. Tvoj otac bi se postidio da vidi na koliko niske grane mu je sin pao.

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: That was bravely done, lad, holding the orcs off by yourself. The mages taught you well. But there is grave news from the village; your sister Dela was wounded in the attack. Healers attend her, but she may not live out the hour.
sr: Hrabro izvedeno, momče, tako sam zadržati orkove. Magovi te dobro podučiše. Ali loše vijesti stižu iz sela: tvoja sestra Dela je ranjena u napadu. Vidari se staraju o njoj, ali su joj slabi izgledi.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Orcs. Foul, pestilent creatures. The wide green world would be a better place with them all dead. Dead!
sr: Orkovi. Pogana, kužna stvorenja. Veliki zeleni svijet bio bi ljepše mjesto da su svi do jednog mrtvi. Mrtvi!

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: Perhaps, but if kings and great mages have not abolished them neither you nor I are ever likely to.
sr: Možda, ali ako kraljevi i veliki magovi ne uspješe da im stanu u kraj, šta ti i ja tu možemo učiniti.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Perhaps I cannot kill them all... but I see the back-trail of this band we defeated, and there will be more orcs at the other end of it. I shall pursue them.
sr: Možda ih ne mogu pobiti sve... ali je ostao trag za ovom ruljom što je porazismo, i na njegovom kraju sigurno čeka još orkova. Krenuću na njih.

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: And leave your sister?
sr: I ostaviti sestru?

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: My hands were never apt for healing. But revenge I can give her.
sr: Nikada nisam bio umješan u vidanju. Ali osvetu joj mogu podariti.

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: No! We need every man who can fight here, not lost in doomed attempt to harry the orcs in their own country!
sr: Ne! Svaki čovek sposoban za borbu treba nam ovdje, a ne izgubljen u osuđenom pokušaju da na orkove udari u njihovom sopstvenom zabranu!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I am resolved.
sr: Odlučio sam.

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: You’ll go without my blessing or my men, then. I won’t spare any on such an errand.
sr: Onda ćeš poći i bez mog blagoslova i bez mojih ljudi. Nikoga neću odrediti za takav poduhvat.

note: [scenario]: id=02_Peaceful_Valley
en: Peaceful Valley
sr: Dolina mira

note: [part]
en: Fighting tears and rage, Malin follows the back-trail of the orcish band. He curses the elder mages for sending him from the Isle of Alduin half-prepared, only to be thrust into conflict. He curses Drogan for lacking the courage to see what must be done. Most fiercely, he curses the orcs for ravaging his family and home through their ceaseless attacks.
sr: Boreći se sa suzama i besom, Malin je pratio trag povlačenja orkovske rulje. Proklinjaše stare magove što su ga poslali sa Ostrva Aldujina poluspremnog, da bi odmah potom upao u sukob. Proklinjaše Drogana zato što nije imao hrabrosti da vidi šta mora biti učinjeno. A najviše, proklinjaše orkove što su mu svojim neprestanim napadima opustošili dom i porodicu.

note: [part]
en: Three days’ travel outside Parthyn, Malin meets Darken Volk, the same necromancer who had saved Parthyn and taught Malin to raise the dead not long ago. The necromancer takes pity on Malin in his friendless state, and asks Malin to travel with him. As the weeks pass, he teaches Malin more dark magic.
sr: Trećeg dana puta od Partina, Malin susrete Darkena Volka, nekromanta, istog onog koji je nedugo pre toga spasao Partin i naučio Malina da podiže mrtve. Nekromant se sažali na Malina i njegovo samotno stanje, te zapita da pođe s njim. Tokom prolaska sedmica, upućivao je Malina dublje u mračne magije.

note: [side] [unit]: id=Malin Keshar, type=Dark Mage
en: Malin Keshar
sr: Malin Kešar

note: [side]: type=Goblin Knight, id=T'shar Lggi
en: T’shar Lggi
sr: Tšar Lgi

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Occupy all of the goblin villages
sr: Osvojiš li sva goblinska sela

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Darken Volk
sr: Nastrada li Darken Volk

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: In truth, I share your hatred for the orcs. The northlands have been my... home... for many years, and the orcs have been a growing infestation in them. They despoil the beauty of the land wherever they go. If you are interested, I would be happy to take you on as my apprentice so that you can... aid me in the fight against them.
sr: Odistinu, dijelim tvoju mržnju prema orkovima. Sjeverozemlje je moj... dom... već mnoge godine, a orkovi su narastajuća zaraza u njemu. Opoganjuju ljepotu zemlje gdje god prođu. Ako te zanima, rado bih te uzeo za svog šegrta, tako da mi možeš... pomoći u borbi protivu njih.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Yes! I thirst for revenge on those creatures!
sr: Da! Žedan sam osvete prema tim stvorenjima!

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Who knows? Perhaps removing the threat of orc raids will persuade the people of Parthyn to... welcome you home.
sr: Ko zna? Možda bi otklanjanje pretnje orkovskih naleta ubijedilo partinski narod da ti... poželi dobrodošlicu.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Perhaps. Even Drogan would have to be thankful for a summer without orc raids.
sr: Možda. Čak bi i Drogan trebalo da bude zahvalan za jedno ljeto bez orkova.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: A goblin village lies in this valley, just ahead. They are a bastard race born of the orcs, and help them in their wars against humans and dwarves. These do not know of our coming. Subduing them will give us souls upon which to call in our fight against the orcs.
sr: U ovoj dolini leži goblinsko selo, još malo naprijed. To je kopilanska rasa, nastala od orkova, kojima pomaže u ratovanju protiv ljudi i patuljaka. Ovi ne znaju da stižemo. Možemo ih pokoriti i tako pribaviti duše koje će nam trebati za borbu sa orkovima.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: It will be a worthwhile test of your new skills.
sr: Biće to valjana proba tvojih novih vještina.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Beware the goblin guards in the villages.
sr: Pazi se goblinskih straža u selima.

note: [unit]: id=guard_$x1|_$y1|_$guard_location.n, type=Goblin Spearman
en: Villager
sr: seljanin

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Ahhh... I did not realize there was a swamp near this village. Malin, I believe it would be beneficial for your training if you and I were to investigate the swamp.
sr: Aaah... nisam znao da postoji močvara nadomak ovog sela. Maline, vjerujem da će koristiti tvom podučavanju da ti i ja ispitamo ovu močvaru.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Rise, rise from the realms of death and decay!
sr: Dižite se, dižite se iz carstava smrti i raspada!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: What are those things?
sr: Kakve su to stvari?

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: They are ghouls. Once, they were... evil men... murderers and outlaws. Through magic they have been transformed so their outsides match the spirits within. Those that outlive their masters gravitate towards the swamps and bogs, drawn by the natural decay there.
sr: To su svirepnjaci. Nekad su bili... rđavi ljudi... ubice i odmetnici. Magijom su preobraženi tako da im spoljašnjost odgovara unutrašnjem duhu. Oni što nadžive svoje gospodare povlače se u močvare i kaljuge, privučeni tamošnjim prirodnim stanjem raspada.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: It seems cruel to turn men into such a hideous form.
sr: Djeluje okrutno mijenjati ljude u tako gnusna obličja.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: In their present form they can best serve the greater good. Even now they will aid you in defeating this goblin rabble. Besides, as I said, these were men of great evil. No punishment is too great for their kind.
sr: U svom sadašnjem obliku najbolje mogu poslužiti većem dobru. Već sada će ti pomoći da poraziš goblinsku rulju pred nama. Osim toga, kao što rekoh, bili su to vrlo zli ljudi. Nema te kazne koja bi im bila prekomjerna.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I suppose so...
sr: Ako je tako...

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Sacking goblin villages is all well and good, but walking corpses and bats won’t stand up to full orcish warriors.
sr: Rasturanje goblinskih sela je baš zgodno i fino, ali hodajući leševi i šišmiši ne mogu se meriti sa punokrvnim orkovskim ratnicima.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Your training is just beginning, Malin. With the souls from these goblins now available for our use, you will see your forces grow quickly.
sr: Tvoja obuka tek počinje, Maline. Sada kada su nam duše ovih goblina na usluzi, vidjećeš kako će tvoje snage brzo rasti.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Excellent. I’m eager to move on to the real foes.
sr: Izvrsno. Nestrpljiv sam da udarimo na prave protivnike.

note: [scenario]: id=03_A_Haunting_in_Winter
en: A Haunting in Winter
sr: Posjednutost u zimu

note: [part]
en: Malin and Darken Volk spend the summer and fall traveling up and down the lower Northlands. They attack small goblin villages and orc camps when they find them. Malin’s power grows considerably under the constant tutelage of the necromancer.
sr: Malin i Darken Volk provedoše ljeto i jesen putujući uzduž i popreko nižeg Sjeverozemlja. Napadaše mala goblinska sela i orkovske tabore gdje god bi na njih naišli. Malinova se moć znatno uvećala pod budnim mentorstvom nekromanta.

note: [side]: type=Dwarvish Steelclad, id=Dap Horner [side]: type=Bandit, id=Gorak Cole
en: Outlaws
sr: Odmetnici

note: [side]: type=Dwarvish Steelclad, id=Dap Horner
en: Watchman
sr: stražar

note: [side]: type=Bandit, id=Gorak Cole
en: Gorak Cole
sr: Gorak Koul

note: [side]
en: Free Undead
sr: Slobodni nemrtvi

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Clear the cave of enemies
sr: Očistiš li pećinu od neprijatelja

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Winter comes on fast, and we need a sheltered place to spend it. This cave looks promising, but from the tracks in and out several bands of outlaws already inhabit it. You should clear them out so we may use it safely.
sr: Zima brzo pristiže, treba nam neko zaklonjeno mjesto da je preguramo. Ova pećina deluje povoljno, ali sudeći po tragovima iz nje i u nju, već je utočište nekolicini razbojničkih bandi. Rastjeraj ih, da se možemo bezbijedno smjestiti.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Be careful when imprisoning a soul and use all your might to retain control over it or it might attempt to break free and destroy you!
sr: Budi oprezan pošto uzaptiš dušu. Uloži svu svoju moć da očuvaš kontrolu nad njom, inače može pokušati da se otrgne i uništi te!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I... I will try.
sr: Ja... pokušaću.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Dwarves! They have often been our allies against the orc hordes. Surely they will allow us to winter with them.
sr: Patuljci! Često su nam bili saveznici protiv orkovskih hordi. Sigurno će nas pustiti da prezimimo kraj njih.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Two necromancers are at the cave entrance! Up yer axes, boys, if ye dinna’ want tae be a walking pile o’ bones.
sr: Dva nekromanta na ulazu u pećinu! Dižite sjekire, momci, osim ako biste radije da postanete hodajuće vreće kostiju.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Or not. Why do they hate us so much?
sr: A možda i neće. Zašto nas toliko mrze?

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: People fear that which they don’t understand, and death, after all, is the greatest mystery. Those who dare to investigate that mystery are bound to invoke fear and distrust. Worry not, your people will again warm to you once you deal with the orc threat at its source. For now, the cave-dwellers give us no choice.
sr: Narod se boji onoga što ne razumije, a smrt, napokon, najveća je tajna. Oni koji se usude da istraže tu tajnu neizbježno izazivaju strah i nepovjerenje. Ne brini, tvoji će te sunarodnici opet prigrliti pošto sasiječeš orkovsku pretnju u njenom korenu. Za sada, stanovnici ovih pećina ne ostavljaju nam nikakvog izbora.

note: [event]: id=Tortured Soul
en: Tortured Soul
sr: izmučena duša

note: [message]
en: Free! Your foul spells cannot enslave me any longer, Malin the Damned. You shall pay for keeping me from my final rest!
sr: Slobodan! Tvoje pogane čarolije više me ne drže pokornim, Maline Prokleti. Platićeš što si me odvraćao od konačnog počinka!

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Fool boy! Your will must be stronger or you will never be able to control your soldiers well enough to face the orcs. Many are the young necromancers who have died when their servants turned on them. He will attack you relentlessly.
sr: Budalasto momče! Volja ti mora biti jača, inače nećeš moći da čvrsto vladaš svojim vojnicima kad se suočiš sa orkovima. Mnogi je mlađani nekromant stradao kad su mu se sluge okrenule protiv njega. Nemilosrdno će nasrnuti na tebe.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: But why are they attacking me? And what should I do?!
sr: Ali zašto me napadaju? I šta sada da učinim?!

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Destroy the rebel quickly and all will be well. Wait, and he will begin to turn the rest of your forces against you.
sr: Brzo smoždi pobunjenog i sve će biti u redu. Oklijevaj, i počeće i ostatak tvojih snaga da se okreće na tebe.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I think I’ve got the rest of them under control now. That was a close call.
sr: Mislim da sam sada preostale uhvatio pod kontrolu. To je bilo blizu.

note: [scenario]: id=04_Beginning_of_the_Revenge
en: Beginning of the Revenge
sr: Početak osvete

note: [part]
en: Burning inside with a desire to take his revenge against the orcs and push them further north, Malin spends the winter learning as much from Darken Volk as he can. His years of study with the mages serve him well, and his power grows quickly.
sr: Uz tinjajuću želju da se osveti orkovima i potisne ih dalje na sjever, Malin provede zimu učeći koliko je mogao od Darkena Volka. Godine provedene uz magove dobro su ga poslužile, brzo je uvećao svoju moć.

note: [part]
en: When spring comes, the two head north to a mountain pass known to Darken Volk. In the higher reaches the snow is just beginning to melt, making the passage treacherous. The elder necromancer insists that they press on. He says that he hopes to catch the orc fighters unprepared by arriving early in the year, thereby inflicting as much damage as possible.
sr: Čim stiže proleće, njih dvojica pođoše na sjever ka planinskom prolazu znanom Darkenu Volku. Na većim visinama snijeg je tek počinjao da se otapa, čineći prolaz nepredvidljivim. Stariji nekromant zahtijevao je da se požuri. Nadao se da zatekne orkove nepripremljene tako što će stići rano u godini, te nanese što je više štete moguće.

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Gron'r Hronk
en: Gron’r Hronk
sr: Gronr Hronk

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=K'rrlar Oban
en: K’rrlar Oban
sr: Krlar Oban

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Move Malin to the end of the mountain pass
sr: Dovedeš li Malina na kraj planinskog prolaza

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Kill the orc leaders
sr: Pobiješ li orkovske vođe

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Orcs block the way out of the mountain pass. Destroy them, and we will move on to bigger targets.
sr: Orkovi zaprečavaju izlaz planinskog prolaza. Uništi ih, pa ćemo preći na veće mete.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Feel my wrath, vile creature!
sr: Suoči se s mojim bijesom, zlokobno stvorenje!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: The ice doesn’t look very thick...
sr: Led ne djeluje posebno debelo...

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The weak ice gives way beneath the undead creature, who becomes mired in the thick mud at the lake’s bottom.
sr: Slab led popustiće pod nemrtvim stvorenjem, zarobljavajući ga u debelom mulju na dnu jezera.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The weak ice gives way beneath the heavy warrior, who drowns in the frigid mountain waters.
sr: Slab led popustiće pod teškim ratnikom, koji će se udaviti u ledenoj planinskoj vodi.

note: [scenario]: id=05_Orc_War
en: Orc War
sr: Rat nad orkovima

note: [part]
en: All through the summer and fall, the necromancer and his apprentice travel through orc-held lands. At night, they cause skeletons and ghosts to emerge from the forests to terrorize and kill entire camps of orcs and their goblin minions. Word spreads among the orcish towns, which begin to post guards and leave torches burning all night. These measures do little to help them.
sr: Cijelo ljeto i jesen, nekromant i njegov šegrt putovaše kroz orkovske zemlje. Noću, činili su da skeleti i duhovi izranjaju iz šuma, zastrašujući i satirući čitave logore orkova i njihovih goblinskih podanika. Vijesti su se proširile među orkovskim gradovima, koji počeše da drže straže i upaljene baklje tokom cijele noći. Ali im je to bilo od slabe koristi.

note: [part]
en: Word spreads to the south as well, of the many battles won against the orc tribes, as Darken Volk tells Malin. As spring rolls around, a number of dark adepts, eager to aid in the fight, travel northwards and join the pair. <i>“They are quite useful in battle,”</i> the necromancer says to Malin, <i>“but none of them have even a tenth of your potential power.”</i>
sr: Vijesti o mnogim dobijenim bitkama protiv orkovskih plemena stigle su i do juga, kao što je Darken Volk rekao Malinu. U sljedeće proljeće, neki mračni posvećenici pođoše na sjever i pridružiše se paru, radi da doprinesu borbi. „Biće vrlo korisni u boju“, reče nekromant Malinu, „ali nijedan od njih nema ni desetinu tvoje pritajene moći.“

note: [part]
en: The damage inflicted by Malin and Darken Volk over the past year forces the usually fractious local chieftains to unite in opposition. Eventually, at a narrow place in the river men call the Longlier and Elves call the Arkan-thoria, they manage to surround the humans and force a fight.
sr: Šteta koju Malin i Darken Volk nanesoše tokom protekle godine prisili obično razjedinjene lokalne poglavice da se ujedine protiv njih. Napokon, na uskom potezu rijeke znane kao Longlijer ljudima a Arkan-torija vilenjacima, uspješe da okruže ljude i nametnu bitku.

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Borth
en: Borth
sr: Bort

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=P'Gareth
en: P’Gareth
sr: Pgaret

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=K'Vark
en: K’Vark
sr: Kvark

note: [label]
en: River Longlier
sr: Longlijer

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Since the very founding of Wesnoth you have hounded humans at every turn. You have raided my home at every opportunity. You have trampled our fields, slaughtered our livestock. You have brought war to a place of peace, and death to a place of life. You have killed without remorse, and despoiled that which was once beautiful. You have murdered my father and caused endless trouble to me. Now I shall have my revenge on you. Expect no mercy from me, because you have long since lost the right to it. I will crush you into the dust. The attacks on Parthyn will stop here and now. When I bring word of your demise the town will cheer my triumphant return.
sr: Od samog osnivanja Vesnota progonili ste ljude na svakom koraku. Opsijedali ste moj dom svakom prilikom. Zatirali ste naše njive, klali nam stoku. Donijeli ste rat u mjesto mira, smrt u mjesto života. Ubijali ste bez žaljenja, poganili ono što je jednom bilo predivno. Koštali ste me oca i beskrajnih nevolja. Došao je red na moju osvetu. Ne očekujte milost, jer ste odavno izgubili pravo na nju. Satrću vas u prašinu. Napadi na Partin ovim će danom prestati. Kad se vratim sa vijestima o vašoj propasti, grad će klicati mom pobjedonosnom povratku.

note: [message]: speaker=Borth
en: Stop your silly talk, foul necromancer. You have caused enough trouble. It is time for you to die.
sr: Prestani da brbljaš, pogani nekromantu. Stajao si nas dovoljno, vrijeme je da umreš.

note: [message]: speaker=P'Gareth
en: Ummm... unless... you are already dead, like the skeletons?
sr: Ovaj... osim... ako si već mrtav, kao skeleti?

note: [message]: speaker=K'Vark
en: Then, it will be time for you to die again!
sr: U tom slučaju, vrijeme je da opet umreš!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: The last chieftain... he’s escaping! The coward!
sr: Posljednji poglavica... bježi! Kukavica!

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Coward, yes. You must hunt him down before he can take word to the orcish council. A single chieftain, even after he gathers the survivors from this battle, should pose no problem for you, even on your own.
sr: Kukavica, da. Moraš ga uloviti prije nego što saopšti vijest orkovskom vijeću. Jedan poglavica, čak i kada okupi preživjele iz ove bitke, neće ti predstavljati problem — čak ni samom.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: On my own? Is my apprenticeship over?
sr: Samom? Da li je moje šegrtovanje gotovo?

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: ... Almost. The growth of your power has been truly impressive to watch. There is, however, a small favor I will ask of you. That will constitute the last part of your training. Now there are merely some... tasks... to which I must attend. They need not concern you. I will meet up with you to the west in a few weeks. In the meantime, do not let the last chieftain escape justice.
sr: ... Skoro. Porast tvoje moći bilo je zaista zapanjujuće posmatrati. Zatražiću ti, međutim, još jednu malu uslugu, i ona će biti konačni dio tvoje obuke. Za sada moram da se posvetim nekim drugim... obavezama. Ne moraš se opterećivati time. Susrešćemo se zapadno kroz nekoliko sedmica. U međuvremenu, ne dopusti da onaj posljednji poglavica izbjegne pravdi.

note: [scenario]: id=06_Return_to_Parthyn
en: Return to Parthyn
sr: Povratak u Partin

note: [part]
en: Two days travel south of the previous battle, Malin loses the trail of the regrouped orcish warriors, but soon picks it up again. The trail moves unfailingly south for several days. As soon as it crosses the Great River it immediately turns west.
sr: Poslije dva dana puta na jug od prethodne bitke, Malin nakratko izgubi trag pregrupisanih orkovskih ratnika, ali ga ubrzo opet pronađe. Trag postojano vodiše dalje južno nekoliko dana. Čim stiže do Velike rijeke, skrenu na zapad.

note: [part]
en: Within a few days, Malin recognizes some familiar surroundings...
sr: Neki dan potom, Malin prepozna blisko okruženje...

note: [side]: type=Lieutenant, id=Drogan
en: Guardsmen
sr: Gardisti

note: [side]: type=Lieutenant, id=Drogan
en: River fort guard
sr: stražar rječne utvrde

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Remove the traitor Drogan
sr: Ukloniš li izdajnika Drogana

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Kill any people from Parthyn but Drogan
sr: Ubiješ li koga u Partinu osim Drogana

note: [message]: role=advisor
en: Master, do not listen to the lies he tells. There is always a choice, and he chooses to attack you. He jeopardizes the safety of Parthyn!
sr: Gospodaru, ne slušaj laži koje izgovara. Izbor uvijek postoji, a on bira da udari na tebe. Ugrožava bezbijednost Partina!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Silence from you.
sr: Umukni tamo.

note: [message]: speaker=Dela Keshar
en: You are mistaken, brother. Even now the orcs camp north of the river.
sr: Griješiš, brate. Sad dok pričamo, orkovi se logore sjeverno od rijeke.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I have been tracking that band since they fled the field at my great victory! But how did they get north of the river? Let my forces be and I will deal with them.
sr: Pratio sam tu rulju otkako je izbjegla sa poprišta moje velike pobede! Ali kako stigoše sjeverno od reke? Propustite moje snage i razračunaćemo se s njima.

note: [message]: speaker=Drogan
en: A nice story. I find it more likely that you brought your orcish allies here with you to take your revenge upon the city. If we stand down your undead will no doubt kill us where we stand. Watching you grow up, I never could have believed you would turn into a traitor.
sr: Lijepa pričica. Meni se čini vjerovatnijim da si pristigao sa svojim orkovskim saveznicima, da se osvetiš gradu. Propustimo li te, tvoji će nas nemrtvi bez sumnje pobiti na mjestu. Dok sam te gledao kako rasteš, ni sanjao nisam da ćeš se premetnuti u takvog izdajnika.

note: [message]: role=advisor
en: Master, he threatens the safety of the city by standing in your way.
sr: Gospodaru, on prijeti bezbijednosti grada time što ti stoji na putu.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Then you are the traitor, Drogan, for preventing me from protecting the city. I will defend Parthyn, and if you stand in my way I will cut you down for the treason you commit.
sr: Onda si ti izdajnik, Drogane, time što me sprečavaš da zaštitim grad. Braniću Partin, a ti ako mi se ispriječiš na putu, posjeći ću te zbog izdaje koju bi to značilo.

note: [message]: speaker=Dela Keshar
en: I am defeated but not dead, foul thing that was once my brother. Watch your back, because I will be coming for you...
sr: Poražena sam ali nisam mrtva, ti grozno stvorenje što mi nekada bješe bratom. Osvrći se za sobom, jer ću doći po tebe...

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Now the people of Parthyn will never accept me back!
sr: Sada me žitelji Partina nikada neće prihvatiti nazad!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: See how you die when you spurn the help of Malin Keshar!
sr: Vidi svoj kraj pošto si prezreo pomoć Malina Kešara!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: See what your traitorous ways have won you, Drogan?
sr: Vidiš li šta ti je tvoje izdajstvo donijelo, Drogane?

note: [message]: speaker=Dela Keshar
en: You will pay for Drogan’s death. Now that I have seen the true evil to which you have come, I will commit every guardsman to your demise. It pains me to think that you were once my brother.
sr: Platićeš za Droganovu pogibiju. Sada kada vidim istinsko zlo u koje si zapao, namijeniću svakog gardistu tvojoj propasti. Boli me pomisao da sam te nekada smatrala bratom.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Even with my new power, I cannot fight the entire town as well as the orcs. I must flee to the west to find Darken Volk!
sr: Čak i uz svoju novu moć, ne mogu se boriti protiv cijelog grada i orkova zajedno. Moram se povući na zapad i naći Darkena Volka!

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Escape to the northwest
sr: Izbjegneš li na sjeverozapad

note: [message]: speaker=Dela Keshar
en: While our forces must stay here to fight off your pet orcs, when we are done I shall come after you. You are my brother no longer.
sr: Naše snage za sada moraju ostati ovde da odbiju tvoje orkovske ljubimce, ali kad završimo s njima, poći ću po tebe. Brat mi više nisi.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Gods of Darkness, how did it come to this? My own sister determined on my death. Nothing has gone right since... since that day the fat toad Zephrin mocked my up-country accent and I lost my temper and cursed him with boils. <i>“A life curse goes beyond a joke,”</i> they said. <i>“Poor judgment,”</i> they said, and expelled me from the Academy.
sr: Bogovi Tame, kako je došlo do ovoga? Moja rođena sestra odlučna da me vidi mrtvog. Ništa ne pođe na dobro od... od dana kad se onaj debeli žabac Zefrin narugao mom brđanskom akcentu, a ja se rasrdio i bacio na njega čirove. „Doživotna kletva je više od proste šale“, rekoše. „Loša procjena“ rekoše, i izbaciše me sa Akademije.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Now the only being who still wants to keep me alive is a necromancer. Curse them all! Live or die, I’ll have my revenge on those that have wronged me.
sr: A sada je jedan nekromant jedino biće koje me još želi živog. Prokleti svi! Živ ili mrtav, osvetiću se svima koji se ogriješiše o mene.

note: [scenario]: id=07_A_Small_Favor
en: A Small Favor
sr: Mala usluga

note: [part]
en: Fleeing from the city of his birth, Malin heads to the west. Soon he reunites with his teacher.
sr: Bježeći iz rodnoga grada, Malin pođe na zapad. Uskoro se nađe sa svojim učiteljem.

note: [part]
en: <i>“For your final test as my apprentice, you will aid me in retrieving a book,”</i> the necromancer says. <i>“The book was... stolen from me long ago. Since it has personal value to me, think of the task as a small favor. I should warn you that it will require you to act against your countrymen of Wesnoth, since it was one of them who stole it from me.”</i>
sr: „Tvoja konačna proba u svojstvu mog šegrta biće da mi pomogneš da povratim jednu knjigu“, reče nekromant. „Ta knjiga mi je... ukradena nekada davno. Pošto ima ličnu vrijednost za mene, misli o tome kao o maloj usluzi. Moram te upozoriti da ćeš morati da udariš na svoje zemljake Vesnoćane, pošto mi ju je jedan od njih ukrao.“

note: [part]
en: Malin replies, <i>“They are no longer countrymen of mine, since they have rejected me twice now.”</i>
sr: Malin odgovori: „Više mi nisu zemljaci, pošto me već dvaput odbaciše.“

note: [part]
en: Darken Volk continues, <i>“Excellent. We travel, then, to the city of Tath. There is a lord of that city by the name of Karres. He was trained as a mage in his youth, and now uses his wealth to support a large number of mages in their studies. Among his library is the book we seek. We will need to break into his manor and seek the book inside.”</i>
sr: Darken Volk nastavi: „Izvrsno. Pođimo, onda, ka gradu Tatu. Gospodar tog grada je čovek po imenu Kares. U mladosti je obučavan za maga, a sada koristi svoje bogatstvo da podrži mnogobrojne magove u njihovim proučavanjima. Knjiga koju tražimo nalazi se u njegovoj biblioteci. Moraćemo da upadnemo na njegov posjed i potražimo knjigu.“

note: [side]
en: Intruders
sr: Uljezi

note: [side]: type=General, id=Taylor
en: Taylor
sr: Tejlor

note: [side]: type=General, id=Taylor
en: Night Watchman
sr: noćna straža

note: [side]: type=General, id=Taylor
en: Gate Guard
sr: kapijska straža

note: [side]: type=General, id=Taylor
en: Head Trainer
sr: glavni instruktor

note: [side]: type=General, id=Taylor
en: Townperson
sr: žitelj

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: The stolen book lies within Lord Karres’s manor on the north end of the city. We cannot defeat the entire city guard, so we must stay hidden as long as possible. The cover of the night and this fog will aid us. Once we are seen by the night watchmen, we will have to make a run for it. Our forces are not strong enough to take the whole city.
sr: Ukradena knjiga nalazi se u zamku gospodara Karesa, na sjevernom kraju grada. Ne možemo nadjačati cijelu gradsku gardu, tako da moramo ostati neprimijećeni koliko dugo je moguće. Okrilje noći i ova magla će nam u tome pomoći. Čim nas opazi noćna straža, moramo ćemo da pojurimo. Snage nam nisu dovoljno jake da zauzmemo cio grad.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Note: Only the units you recruit now will be available to you once inside.
sr: Napomena: Samo jedinice koje unajmiš sada biće ti dostupne pošto uđeš.

note: [message]: speaker=second_unit
en: Sir! Undead creatures are coming out of the forest! Wake the guard immediately!
sr: Ser! Nemrtva stvorenja kuljaju iz šume! Iz ovih stopa budite gardu!

note: [message]: speaker=Taylor
en: To arms, men!
sr: Na oružje, ljudi!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Ooouuuh! It burns... burrrrnnns...
sr: Oooo! Gori... gooorrrriii...

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: What in the name of all demons of hell was this thing?
sr: Svih mu đavola pakla, šta bi ta stvar?

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: This was the impact of what is known as holy water among common people. It is brewed in a complicated and mysterious procedure only known to a few priests and often used to fight resurrected creatures.
sr: Udar onoga što prost narod naziva svetom vodicom. Zakuvava se složenim i tajanstvenim postupkom, poznatim samo malobrojnim sveštenicima, i često se koristi u borbi protiv oživljenih stvorenja.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Here is the entrance! Hurry!
sr: Evo ulaza! Požurite!

note: [scenario]: id=08_A_Small_Favor2
en: A Small Favor — Part 2
sr: Mala usluga, deo drugi

note: [event] [side] [command]
en: Guard
sr: stražar

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Find the mage Lord Karres
sr: Nađeš li gospodara maga Karesa

note: [unit]: type=Arch Mage, type=Great Mage, id=Lord Karres
en: Lord Karres
sr: gospodar Kares

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Malin and Darken Volk enter the mage lord’s manor, quickly closing the heavy gates behind them.
sr: Malin i Darken Volk upadoše na posjed gospodara maga, brzo zatvorivši tešku kapiju za sobom.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: That gate won’t hold back the soldiers for more than a few hours. We’d better hurry.
sr: Kapija neće zadržati vojnike više od nekoliko sati. Bolje da požurimo.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: I feel the breaking of an illusion spell. The book must be in the great hall, in the northwest corner of the manor. Let us move quickly now!
sr: Osjećam razvijavanje obmanjujuće čarolije. Knjiga mora biti u velikoj dvorani, u sjeverozapadnom uglu zamka. Pođimo hitro tamo!

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Move through the passageway in the northwest leading to the great hall
sr: Prođeš li kroz prolaz na sjeverozapadu, koji vodi u veliku dvoranu

note: [scenario]: id=09_A_Small_Favor3
en: A Small Favor — Part 3
sr: Mala usluga, dio treći

note: [side]
en: Guardian
sr: čuvar

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Find the book
sr: Pronađeš li knjigu

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I feel the book is very close, somewhere to the northwest.
sr: Osjećam da je knjiga vrlo blizu, negde ka sjeverozapadu.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: We’ve got the book, but now how do we get out of here?
sr: Knjiga je naša, ali kako ćemo se sad probiti odavdje?

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: There’s a small tunnel in the cellar to the northeast. It will lead us far enough out of the city that we can escape pursuit.
sr: Postoji mali tunel u podrumu sjeveroistočno. Sprovešće nas dovoljno izvan grada da možemo izbjeći potjeri.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Escape via the tunnel in the northeast cellar
sr: Pobegneš li kroz tunel u sjeveroistočnom podrumu

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Phew! Let’s get out of here.
sr: Srećom! Bježimo odavdje.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Escape the manor
sr: Pobegneš li iz zamka

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Wait, you aren’t leaving me behind, are you?
sr: Čekaj, nećeš me valjda ostaviti ovdje?

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: You have served me well, my apprentice.
sr: Dobri si mi poslužio, šegrte.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: As he heads into the tunnel Darken Volk collapses its entrance, leaving Malin to be captured and executed by the city guards.
sr: Kako uđe u tunel Darken Volk uruši njegov ulaz, ostavivši Malina na milost i nemilost gradskoj straži.

note: [scenario]: id=10_Alone_at_Last
en: Alone at Last
sr: Napokon sam

note: [part]
en: As he enters the tunnel underneath Lord Karres’s manor, Darken Volk turns and, with a word and gesture causes the entrance to collapse. The two necromancers turn and begin walking down the pitch-black tunnel, temporarily safe from pursuit.
sr: Pošto uđe u tunel podno zamka gospodara Karesa, Darken Volk se okrete i jednom riječju i potezom ruke učini da se ulaz uruši. Dva nekromanta počeše da napreduju kroz mrkli mrak tunela, privremeno van domašaja potjere.

note: [part]
en: They continue walking through the damp, cold air all through the morning and day, finally emerging as the last rays of sun sink below the horizon.
sr: Hodali su kroz vlažan, hladan vazduh tokom cijelog jutra i podneva, konačno izbivši u trenutku kad su posljednji zraci sunca nestajali pod obzorjem.

note: [side]
en: Wesnothians
sr: Vesnoćani

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Take the book back from Darken Volk
sr: Oduzmeš li knjigu Darkenu Volku

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Well, we made it out. We got your precious book. What’s in it, anyway? And what do we do now?
sr: Pa, probismo se, sa sve tvojom dragocjenom knjigom. Šta ima u njoj, uopšte? I šta ćemo sada?

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: ‘We’? <i>We</i> do nothing. You are no longer my apprentice.
sr: Mi? <i>Mi</i> nećemo ništa. Više mi nisi šegrt.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Now give the book to me.
sr: Predaj mi knjigu.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Darken Volk grabs the mysterious book from Malin’s hands and stalks away.
sr: Darken Volk zgrabi tajanstvenu knjigu iz Malinovih ruku i poče se udaljavati.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Now go your own way, and I will go mine.
sr: Tvoje je da sad kreneš svojim putem, a ja svojim.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: You can’t just leave me here!
sr: Ne možeš me tek tako ostaviti ovdje!

note: [message]: role=advisor
en: Master, do you not see? He has merely been using you to get that book!
sr: Gospodaru, ne vidiš li? Samo te je iskoristio da se dokopa te knjige!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: What do you mean?
sr: O čemu to govoriš?

note: [message]: role=advisor
en: He cares not about your noble quest to push back the orcs. He needed your help to fight the mages! The book is rightfully yours!
sr: Briga njega za tvoj plemeniti pohod protiv orkova. Već mu je trebala tvoja pomoć da se izbori sa magovima! Knjiga po pravdi pripada tebi!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Wait!
sr: Čekaj!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: All of the training you gave me, that was just so I would help you get that book! Return it to me now, or I will take it by force.
sr: Sve što si me podučio, imalo je za jedini cilj da ti pomognem da se domogneš knjige! Vrati mi je sada, ili ću je uzeti silom.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: You are even more of a fool than I thought.
sr: Još si naivniji nego što sam mislio.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: You let me believe Parthyn would accept me back so when they didn’t I would be willing to attack my own countrymen!
sr: Pustio si me da vjerujem da će me Partin prihvatiti nazad, da bih, kad se to ne dogodi, bio spremniji da napadnem sopstvene zemljake!

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: What you let yourself believe is no fault of mine. Cease your foolish prattle. I gave you more power than you could have possibly dreamed. Use it to fight the orcs that annoy you so, not me.
sr: Ono u šta si sam sebe ubijedio mene se ne tiče. Prestani sa nezrelim naklapanjem. Podao sam ti više moći nego što si mogao i sanjati. Koristi se njome protivu orkova koji te toliko žeste, ne protiv mene.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: So it is true! You took my home away from me. You took Drogan away. Now that all of that is gone, I will at least keep the fruits of my labors.
sr: Znači, istina je! Odbio si me od doma. Drogan je zbog tebe mrtav. Sad kad sam sve to već izgubio, zadržaću bar plodove svog rada.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Hardly. I will crush you easily.
sr: Teško. Zdrobiću te sa lakoćom.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Perhaps, but I have nothing left to lose.
sr: Možda, ali ionako nemam ništa da izgubim.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Now you shall pay for what you have done to me.
sr: Vrijeme je da platiš za sve što si mi uradio.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Done? I have done nothing but give you an opportunity. You have chosen your own path. Now leave me alone!
sr: Uradio? Nisam uradio ništa do pružio ti priliku. Sam si izabrao svoj put. Ostavi me sad na miru!

note: [unit]: type=Paladin, id=Sir Cadaeus
en: Sir Cadaeus
sr: ser Kadeus

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Cadaeus
en: Your travels in this region have not gone unnoticed, foul necromancers! We have been tracking you for weeks, with our purpose renewed this morning upon hearing of the disaster you wreaked upon the goodly city of Tath.
sr: Vaša putovanja kroz ove krajeve nisu prošla neprimijećeno, ogavni nekromanti! Pratimo vas već sedmicama, još odlučniji od kako jutros čusmo o nesreći koju ste obrušili na valjani grad Tat.

note: [message]: speaker=Sir Cadaeus
en: Do not even think of running away — my horsemen can easily catch you. Yes, on this day you shall have to answer for your innumerable crimes.
sr: I ne pomišljajte da možete pobjeći — moji će vas konjanici lako sustići. Da, na današnji dan moraćete da odgovarate za svoja nebrojena zlodjela.

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: We’ll see how well your pompous words protect you from the blades of the undead once I have finished this upstart.
sr: Videćemo koliko će te tvoje naduvane riječi sačuvati od sečiva nemrtvih, pošto završim sa ovim skorojevićem.

note: [message]: speaker=Dela Keshar
en: I told you, Malin, that I would find you again, and I have kept my word. I will not suffer you to bring any further harm to my people, and so you will not live to see another sunset.
sr: Rekla sam ti, Maline, da ću te ponovo pronaći, i održah riječ. Ne mogu istrpeti da naneseš još zla mom narodu, zato nećeš doživjeti naredni sumrak.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: You wrong me, sister. I have only tried to help. Have you not seen fewer orcs this past summer?
sr: Grešiš se o mene, sestro. Samo sam htio da pomognem. Niste li uočili manjak orkova tokom prošlog ljeta?

note: [message]: speaker=Dela Keshar
en: I will not listen to any more of your lies. Men, attack!
sr: Nemam volje da slušam više tvojih laži. Ljudi, u napad!

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: With my dying breath I curse you, Malin the Damned!
sr: Posljednjim uzdahom bacam kletvu na te, Maline Prokleti!

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Bring the book back to Malin’s castle
sr: Odneseš li knjigu nazad u Malinov zamak

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Pick up the book by moving a unit onto it. Bats and ghosts cannot carry the book.
sr: Pokupi knjigu postavljanjem jedne jedinice na nju. Šišmiši i duhovi ne mogu je poneti.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: The paladins will not be able to pursue me through the mountains, and Dela will not dare take the soldiers too far from Parthyn.
sr: Paladini neće moći da me gone kroz planine, a Dela se neće usuditi da povede vojnike predaleko od Partina.

note: [part]
en: <i>“To become a lich, one must first die.”</i>
sr: „Da bi se postalo koscem, prvo se mora umrijeti.“

note: [part]
en: So reads the book that Malin has reclaimed. <i>“The spells of necromancy bind the spirit, but only once it has been unbound from the body. To become a lich, the mage must make the necessary incantations with his dying breaths. He thus binds his own spirit in much the same way necromancers bind the spirits of others. Because he retains his own will, however, the lich can call upon the awesome powers of the spirit world.”</i>
sr: Tako zboriše knjiga što ju je Malin povratio. „Nekromantske čarolije svezuju duh, ali tek pošto se rastavio od tijela. Da bi postao kosac, mag mora izgovoriti potrebne recitale svojim umirućim uzdasima. Time će svezati sopstveni duh, umnogome kao što nekromanti svezuju duhove drugih. Međutim, pošto će zadržati sopstvenu volju, kosac se može osloniti na strašne sile iz svijeta duhova.“

note: [part]
en: The words, and the idea, stick in the back of his mind. With all of Wesnoth forbidden to him, Malin finds refuge in a nameless frontier village where few questions are asked. When word filters to the town that Parthyn has been overrun by orcs, it rekindles hatred within him. With renewed purpose, he raises his undead minions and travels northward.
sr: Te reči, i ideja, urezaše mu se u um. Uz sav Vesnot zabranjen mu, Malin nađe utočišta u bezimenom pograničnom selu, gdje nije bilo suvišnih pitanja. Kako u selo pristiže vijest da su orkovi pregazili Partin, mržnja u njemu oživje. Sa obnovljenom odlučnošću, Malin podiže svoje nemrtve podanike i pođe na sjever.

note: [part]
en: Malin soon finds the track of an enormous orc army, and follows them until he reaches their camp. As he sees the number of orcs, the enormity of his quest begins to dawn on him. He attacks the camp anyway but is quickly driven back, and badly injured by a thrown orcish dagger as he retreats. He finds refuge in a small cave.
sr: Malin uskoro pronađe trag neizmijerne orkovske vojske, i isprati ga sve do njihovog logora. Vidjevši orkovsku brojnost, poče da se uviđa ogromnost svog pohoda. Ipak udari na logor, ali ga sa lakoćom odbiše, i dok se povlačio, teško ga povrijedi zavitlani orkovski bodež. Skloni se u malu pećinu.

note: [side]
en: Mal Keshar
sr: mal Kešar

note: [side]
en: Trolls
sr: Trolovi

note: [unit]: type=Ancient Wose, id=Dumdumbadoom
en: Dumdumbadoom
sr: Damdambadum

note: [message]: role=advisor
en: Master, you are gravely injured!
sr: Gospodaru, ozbiljno si ranjen!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I won’t go down like this, felled by an orc’s blade. I won’t see them defeat me!
sr: Ne može mi ovakav biti kraj, oboren orkovskim sječivom. Ne dam da me pobijede!

note: [message]: role=advisor
en: There is another way, master. Remember the book...
sr: Postoji drugi izlaz, gospodaru. Prisjeti se knjige...

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Yes... yes. The orcs are too strong for me now, but once I have undergone the transformation they’ll begin to fall before me. And I will continue to hound them until the last one falls!
sr: Da... da. Orkovi su sada prejaki za mene, ali pošto prođem kroz preobraćenje, padaće predamnom kao pokošeni. I nastaviću da ih pohađam dok ni jednog ne ostane!

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: Leave me now while I prepare.
sr: Ostavi me sada, da se pripremim.

note: [message]: role=advisor
en: Yes, master.
sr: Da, gospodaru.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: With his last bits of strength, Malin assembles an altar as the book instructs.
sr: Posljednjom iskrom snage, Malin sastavi oltar po uputu iz knjige.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I pray that I am strong enough to complete the spell.
sr: Samo da budem dovoljno jak da dovršim čaroliju.

note: [message]: speaker=Malin Keshar
en: I’m ready. Do it.
sr: Spreman sam. Uradimo to.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: There is darkness...
sr: Tama...

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: and peace...
sr: ...i mir...

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: for a moment.
sr: ...na trenutak.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Then they are replaced by a pulling, a pain too strong to resist, and then...
sr: Onda ih zameni povlačenje, bol prejak da bi mu se odoljelo, i konačno...

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: by emptiness.
sr: ...praznina.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: <big>AAAaaiiigghh!!</big>
sr: <big>AAAaajjjgghh!!</big>

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: The cold, it burns!
sr: Hladnoća, peče!

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: I need warmth... life... I sense some here!
sr: Treba mi toplote.... život... osjećam nešto ovdje!

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Regain your strength
sr: Povratiš li snagu

note: [objective]: condition=lose [objective]: condition=win
en: Destruction of Mal Keshar
sr: Unište li mala Kešara

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: Yes! I can draw energy even from these insignificant creatures.
sr: Da! Mogu da crpim silu čak i iz ovih beznačajnih stvorenja.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: I will need a castle from which to call upon my soldiers. I sense one nearby.
sr: Treba mi zamak odakle ću moći da sazivam vojnike. Javlja mi se jedan u blizini.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: Yes, this will do until I can take my new home.
sr: Da, poslužiće dok ne prijeđem u svoj novi dom.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Clear your new home of trolls
sr: Očistiš li svoj novi dom od trolova

note: [scenario]: id=12_Endless_Night
en: Endless Night
sr: Noć bez kraja

note: [part]
en: Years pass. Every summer when the mountain passes become clear, the lich sends his soldiers to attack the orcs, removing any human, elven, or dwarvish patrols that get in the way. Every year the undead inflict some damage before being repelled and retreating to the caves.
sr: Godine prolaziše. Svakog ljeta, kako bi se pročistili planinski prolazi, kosac je slao svoje vojnike na orkove, satirući i kakvu god ljudsku, vilenjačku ili patuljačku izvidnicu koja bi se ispriječila. Svake godine nemrtvi bi nanijeli nešto štete prije nego što bi bili odbijeni i povukli se u pećine.

note: [part]
en: Rumors circulate of a lich that preys on scouting patrols. A hero, gathering his loyal troops to him, decides to put an end to the evil.
sr: Proširiše se glasine o koscu koji vreba usamljene izvidnice. Jedan junak odluči da stane u kraj tom zlu, te okupi odanu vojsku.

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat the foolish hero
sr: Poraziš li nepromišljenog junaka

note: [unit]: type=Royal Guard, id=Foolish Hero [unit]: type=Assassin, id=Foolish Hero [unit]: type=Elvish Marshal, id=Foolish Hero [unit]: type=Dwarvish Lord, id=Foolish Hero [unit]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Foolish Hero
en: Foolish Hero
sr: Nepromišljeni junak

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: Your doom is at hand, foul lich! I shall bring you down by my own hand.
sr: Propast ti je blizu, koscu gadni! Ovom ću te rukom poseći.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: The only doom at hand is yours, if you do not leave now. Go back to your manors and taverns, and do not trouble me further.
sr: Jedina bliska propast je tvoja, ako me odmah ne ostaviš. Vrati se svojim zamkovima i krčmama, i ne dosađuj mi dalje.

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: You have preyed on too many of my boys. I have come here to end this, once and for all.
sr: Mnogi moji momci završiše kao tvoj plen. Došao sam da to okončam, jednom za svagda.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: Not even real soldiers. I will sweep you aside.
sr: Niste čak ni pravi vojnici. Otrću vas jednim zamahom.

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: Your kind is an abomination. I am here to see that you inflict no more harm on the spirits that have passed on.
sr: Tvoja je sorta grozota. Ovdje sam da učinim da više ne možeš nanositi zla duhovima upokojenih.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: Fool! By leaving your forests and coming into my domain, you have sacrificed your own spirits.
sr: Budalo! Napustivši svoje šume i zašavši u moj zabran, žrtvovali ste sopstvene duhove.

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: I’ve been itching for a chance to break some bones with my hammer, and now you’ve given me cause. Goodness knows you’ve got plenty of bones over there.
sr: Jedva sam čekao priliku da polomim nešto kostiju svojim čekićem, a ti mi daješ odličan povod. Kao dan je jasno da tamo oko tebe ima hrpa kostiju.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: Go back to your tunnels and your mines, and do not trouble me unless you want your hammers to work for me once you are dead.
sr: Vrati se u svoje tunele i rudnike, i ne zamaraj me više osim ako ne želiš da ti vaši čekići služe meni pošto stradate.

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: Hear that boys, he’s threatening us! It’s time he learned what real dwarves are made of.
sr: Čujete li ovo, momci, prijeti nam! Vrijeme je da nauči kakvog su kova pravi patuljci.

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: So, I’ve finally found your lair, lich. You, who have been attacking the orcs for years and have destroyed many of our tribes.
sr: Dakle, napokon nađoh tvoju jazbinu, košče. Tebe koji već godinama napadaš orkove i koji razori mnoga naša plemena.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: Orcs? It is you who have forced me to choose the dark path, and it is you who ended my mortal life and made me turn into a lich. I am actually grateful to you for coming here, foolish hero. My hatred toward your race makes me stronger and I again get a chance to kill orcs!
sr: Orkovi? Vi ste ti koji me prvo gurnuše na mračni put, a zatim okončaše moj smrtnički život i pretvoriše me u kosca. U stvari, zahvalan sam ti što naiđe ovuda, nepromišljeni junače. Mržnja prema orkovima čini me još jačim, i opet sam u prilici da vas ubijam!

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: Nothing will stop me from taking revenge for my father who died at your hand and for the rest of my people you and your minions have killed, lich. Orcs, attack! The one who brings me his skull gets a bag of gold.
sr: Ništa me neće spriječiti da osvetim oca, koji pogibe od tvoje ruke, i ostatak mog naroda što ga ti i tvoji sljedbenici ne poštedeše, košče. Orkovi, u napad! Ko mi donese koščevu lobanju, slijedi mu vreća zlata.

note: [message]: speaker=Mal Keshar
en: Is there an endless supply of foolish heroes with death wishes? Honestly, where do you all come from?
sr: Ima li to nebrojeno more budalastih junaka željnih smrti? Uistinu, odakle li vas samo toliko pristiže?

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: Well, that is the end of his evil ways.
sr: I to je kraj njegovim zlodjelima.

note: [message]: role=second
en: I wonder who he was in life, before falling into the evil ways that led him to today.
sr: Pitam se ko je bio za života, prije nego što ga obuzeše zle čini što ga danas vodiše.

note: [message]: speaker=Foolish Hero
en: Once he chose this unlife for himself and his soldiers, he forfeited any claim to our compassion. Does it even matter who he was?
sr: Time što je izabrao ovaj neživot za sebe i svoje vojnike, odrekao se svakog prava na samilost. Zar je uopšte bitno ko je bio?

note: [message]: role=second
en: No, I suppose it does not.
sr: Pa, valjda i nije.

note: [unit_type]: id=Apprentice Mage, race=human
en: Apprentice Mage
sr: mag šergt

note: [unit_type]: id=Apprentice Mage, race=human
en: Trained in swordsmanship as a boy and the magical arts as a young man, Malin Keshar is talented at both but an expert in neither.
sr: Obučavan u mačevanju kao dječak i magičnim vještinama kao mladić, Malin Kešar ima talenta za oboje ali nije stručnjak ni za jedno.

note: [attack]: type=impact
en: magic blast
sr: magični udar

note: [unit_type]: id=Apprentice Necromancer, race=human
en: Apprentice Necromancer
sr: nekromant šegrt

note: [unit_type]: id=Apprentice Necromancer, race=human
en: Despite his increased magical powers, Malin holds on to his short sword as his melee weapon of choice.
sr: Uprkos pojačanim magijskim moćima, Malin se i dalje drži svog kratkog mača u bliskoj borbi.

note: [unit_type]: id=Dark Mage, race=human
en: Dark Mage
sr: mračni mag

note: [unit_type]: id=Dark Mage, race=human
en: Although Malin’s sword has grown rusty from lack of proper care, his increasing skill with magic more than compensates.
sr: Iako je Malinu mač zarđao od nedostatka održavanja, uvećane magične vještine to mu i više nego nadomeštaju.

note: [unit_type]: id=Frontier Baroness, race=human
en: female^Frontier Baroness
sr: pogranična baronica

note: [unit_type]: id=Frontier Baroness, race=human
en: On the frontiers of Wesnoth, all able-bodied men and women must be able to defend the town at need. While the men are most often trained in the use of sword or bow, the women learn the use of staff and sling. The most proficient are more than a match for any orcs foolish enough to engage them in combat.
sr: Na vesnotskim granicama, svi pristali muškarci i žene moraju biti osposobljeni da brane grad u nevolji. Dok se muškarci uglavnom obučavaju za rukovanje mačem i lukom, žene se uče upotrebi štapa i praćke. Najsposobnije su više nego na ravnoj nozi sa bilo kojim orkom dovoljno neobazrivim da ih izazove u borbi.

en: Dela Keshar
sr: Dela Kešar

note: [trait]: id=loyal
en: loyal
sr: odanost

note: [trait]: id=loyal
en: to himself
sr: samom sebi

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: I’m not ready to die...
sr: Još mi nije vrijeme...

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Then my battle against the orcs is lost!
sr: Onda je moja borba protiv orkova izgubljena!

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: Fool boy! You have allowed my death, and now none in this world will aid you.
sr: Ludo momče! Dopustio si da umrem, nema toga više na ovom svijetu koji će ti pomoći.

note: [message]: speaker=unit
en: No! I will not fall this close to achieving the goal of so many years!
sr: Ne! Neću posrnuti tako blizu pred ostvarenjem cilja od toliko godina!

note: [message]: speaker=Darken Volk
en: Your incompetence at this simple task is appalling. You will never grow strong enough to be of use to me.
sr: Tvoja nesposobnost na ovom prostom zadatku razočaravajuća je. Nikada nećeš biti dovoljno jak da mi budeš od koristi.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: As dawn breaks, the city guards force their way into the manor and capture the two necromancers.
sr: Sa svitanjem zore, gradska straža se probi u zamak i uzapti dva nekromanta.
