Battle for Wesnoth 1.3.12+svn - en to la translation catalogue (152 entries)

note: [campaign]: id=The_Hammer_of_Thursagan
en: The Hammer of Thursagan
la: Malleus Thursaganis

note: [campaign]: id=The_Hammer_of_Thursagan
en: THoT
la: MT

note: [campaign]: id=The_Hammer_of_Thursagan
en: Fighter
la: Pugnator

note: [campaign]: id=The_Hammer_of_Thursagan
en: Steelclad
la: Ferratus

note: [campaign]: id=The_Hammer_of_Thursagan
en: Lord
la: Dominus

note: [campaign]: id=The_Hammer_of_Thursagan
en: In the first years of the Northern Alliance, an expedition from Knalga seeks out their kin at Kal Kartha and to learn the fate of the legendary Hammer of Thursagan. The perils of their journey through the wild Northern Lands, though great, pale beside the evil they will face at its end.
la: Primis temporibus Societatis Septentrionalis legatio et legiones e Gnalga congentes Calcarthae et fatum Mallei Thursaganis fabulosi cognitum petit. Pericula viae per Septentrionalia fera, quamvis grandia sint, ab malo supremo abhorrent.

note: [about]
en: Author
la: Auctor

note: [about]
en: Special Guest Designer
la: Hospes Auctor

note: [about]
en: Art
la: Picturae

note: [about]
en: Brainstorming, playtesting, and spousal support
la: Cogitationes, probare, et auxilium coniugale

note: [scenario]: id=01_At_the_East_Gate
en: At the East Gate
la: In Porta Orientale

note: [part]
en: But the threat from hostile orcs, wild men, and remnant undead was not yet ended. The dwarves kept strong guards on the approaches to Knalga. In the year 550 after the founding of Wesnoth, the captain of the East Gate received a warning that a small band of rogue orcs had been sighted.
la: At nondum comminatio orcium hostilium, hominum ferorum, et inmortuum relictorum finita erat, nani sic aditus ad Gnalgam bene munierant; DL annos a Vesnote condita, centurioni Portae Orientalis renuntiatum est parvam catervam errantem orcium apparuisse.

note: [side] [side]: type=Dwarvish Lord, id=Hamel [side]: type=Orcish Warrior, id=Marth-Tak
en: Alliance
la: Societas

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warrior, id=Bashnark [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Morgh [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Garukh [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Wagran
en: Orcs
la: Orces

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warrior, id=Bashnark
en: Bashnark
la: Basnarcus

note: [label]
en: East Gate
la: Porta Orientalis

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat Bashnark
la: Basnarcum vincere

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Aiglondur
la: Mors Aeglonduri

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: <i>Up axes!</i> We will be the Northern Alliance’s arm today, and kill or scatter these invaders.
la: <i>Tollite secures!</i> Nos hodie lacertus Societatis Boreae erimus, his hostibus interfectis fusisve.

note: [message]: speaker=Bashnark
en: We are the true orcs, not the weaklings who ally with human-worms and stinky-midgets like you. You will be meat for our wolves.
la: Non sumus invalidi socii vermium humanorum et putidorum pumilionum sicut te, sed orces veri. Caro lupis nostris eritis.

note: [scenario]: id=02_Reclaiming_the_Past
en: Reclaiming the Past
la: Praeterita Recipere

note: [part]
en: Following the victory against the orcs, Aiglondur was summoned to the audience hall of Hamel, lord of Knalga and Lord Companion of the Northern Alliance. Beside the dais stood a stranger in the robes of the Order of Loremasters...
la: Aeglondurus, post victoriam de orcibus, ad auditorium Hameli, domini Gnalgae et Comitis Societatis Boreae, arcessitus est. Stabat pro suggestu alienus amictu Ordinis Doctunorum velatus...

note: [side]: type=Dwarvish Lord, id=Hamel
en: Hamel
la: Hamelus

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: The Hammer of Thursagan?
la: At Malleus Thursaganis?

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: That is what is said, my lord Hamel, and it is true. Except this; the Order of Loremasters has given me leave to reveal that the craft secrets were not, actually, quite as lost as we believed.
la: Hoc est quod dicitur, domine mi Hamele, et verum est, nisi hoc; Ordo Doctunorum me permittit ut aperiam arcana artis non omnino tam amissa quam crederamus fuisse.

note: [message]: speaker=Hamel
en: What is this ye say? Nae lost?
la: Quid dicis? Non amissa?

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: Aye. Ye’ll recall that in repairing the western galleries we cleared a small cave-in hard by where Thursagan himself once had a workshop here, before he left to study in solitude in the further North.
la: Vero. Meministi cum nos porticos occidentes refecisse parvam cavernam casam exemisse pro loco quo ipse Thursaganis olim ante fabricam habuit, quam solus ad in Septentrionalibus studendum exiit

note: [message]: speaker=Hamel
en: And ye found something?
la: Ac aliquid invenisti?

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: A book. Thursagan’s book, in a secret and locked compartment he must have dug from the living rock himself by unaided runecraft. The cave-in breached it. It has taken us great effort to puzzle out his code. But it might be that, with the book and the Hammer to hand, we could train and initiate runesmiths once more.
la: Quoddam librum, in loculo secreto clausoque, quem unus ex saxis vivis arte runarum pura fodisset, quem caverna casa irrupit. Perdifficile nobis erat litteras obscuratas eius exsolvere. Sed fortasse, libro et malleo praesente, rursus runifices erudire initiareque possumus.

note: [message]: speaker=Hamel
en: And for what cause ha’ I heard naught o’ this?
la: At quare ego de re nihil audiebam?

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: My lord, the find was very recent. We are still deciphering the book. And there is this: with the Hammer at Kal Kartha and the book here, the question of which holding shall have the training of the new runesmiths in its hands would be... delicate.
la: Mi domine, nuper invenimus. Etiam nunc librum exsolvimus. Ac est alia res: quia Malleus Calcarthae et liber huc est, quaestio sit... gravis, utrum hic an ille runifices novos erudiat.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: We feared stirring up a controversy before the book was even properly understood.
la: Timebamus ut ante discordiam agiteremus quam librum etiam recte intellegeremus.

note: [message]: speaker=Hamel
en: I’ll grant that was well thought, even if I am nae entirely pleased to have been kept in the dark. But ye came to me with a request, and I think I ken what it will be.
la: Concedo ut id bene fecistis, non tamen mihi placet ut certior non factus sim. Sed rem petitum venistis, et scio quam res est, puto.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: Indeed, Lord Hamel, that is what we came to ask.
la: Vero, Domine Hamele, id est quod petimus.

note: [message]: speaker=Hamel
en: And you spoke my guess, Aiglondur. Are you nae kin of mine?
la: Ac dixisti quod fingebam, Aeglondure. Nonne tu gentis meae est?

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Your great-nephew, my lord.
la: Filius fratris tui sum, mi domine.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Aye, my Lord Hamel.
la: Aio, mi domine Hamele.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: We must make haste; winter approaches, and travel over the mountains will soon grow dangerous.
la: Festinare oportet; hiemascit, itaque montes transgredi difficile fit.

note: [scenario]: id=03_Strange_Allies
en: Strange Allies
la: Socii Mirabiles

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warrior, id=Marth-Tak
en: Marth-Tak
la: Martax

note: [side]: type=Orcish Slayer, id=Gorthas
en: Invaders
la: Irruentes

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Angarthing
la: Mors Angartoris

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Marth-Tak
la: Mors Martacis

note: [message]: speaker=Marth-Tak
en: In the name of the Alliance, quit these lands now!
la: Per Societatem, nunc exi hanc regionem!

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: Now that is a sight still strange to my eyes — an orc fighting for the Northern Alliance.
la: Hoc est aliquid mirabile visu — orcs pro Societate Borea pugnans.

note: [message]: speaker=Marth-Tak
en: You, on the road! Are you of the Northern Alliance or not?
la: Io, viatores! Estisne Societatis Boreae an non?

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: We are.
la: Sumus

note: [message]: speaker=Marth-Tak
en: Well, then, honor the treaty as I have.
la: Foederi igitur parete sicut ego.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: We have failed our duty to the Alliance.
la: Officio Societatis defuimus.

note: [message]: speaker=Marth-Tak
en: East, eh? You won’t find many friends in that direction. Travel safely.
la: Adne orientem? Minimos socios in illa regione invenies. Cave tibi.

note: [scenario]: id=04_High_Pass
en: High Pass
la: Angustum Altum

note: [side]: type=Gryphon, id=Kaara [side]
en: Monsters
la: Monstra

note: [side]: type=Gryphon, id=Kaara
en: Kaara
la: Karra

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Move Aiglondur to the signpost at the east end of the pass
la: Aeglondurum ad signum in fine orientale angusti movere

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: Behold, the High Pass. By the old maps, we are halfway to Kal Kartha here.
la: Ecce, Angustum Altum. Apud chartis veteribus, dimidium itineris ad Calcartham fecimus.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: We must push through quickly; there is a vicious storm coming in behind us. Being caught in a blizzard on those heights would be no laughing matter.
la: Ocius transire necesse; est procella mordax ante nos. Nive in illis altis rapi haud ferendum erit.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: It has begun to snow. Move, everyone! To be trapped here would be death.
la: Ningit. Ite omnes! Hic circumventi esse exitium sit.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: We’re snowed in. Our mission has failed, even if we live until the spring.
la: Nive circumiti sumus. Etiam si usque ad verem vivamus, proposito defuimus.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: We’re through the pass!
la: Angustum transiimus!

note: [scenario]: id=05_Fear
en: Fear
la: Metus

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Find the inhabitants
la: Incolas invenire

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: We should be on the outskirts of the settled country around Kal Kartha, but something doesn’t feel right here.
la: Ambitum terrae habitae circa Calcartham inesse debemus, sed nescioquid hic malum videtur.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: It’s too quiet... and I think I smell traces of smoke on the wind.
la: Tam tacitum est... et puto me vestigia fumi in vento odorari.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Look sharp for the inhabitants here. They might have something to tell us.
la: Odoramini incolas. Fortasse de re aliquid dicant.

note: [scenario]: id=06_Forbidden_Forest
en: Forbidden Forest
la: Silva Vetita

note: [side]: type=Elvish High Lord, id=Telcherion [side]: type=Elvish Enchantress, id=Iluvarda [side]: type=Ancient Wose, id=Burumardir-Athelorand
en: Forest
la: Silva

note: [side]: type=Ancient Wose, id=Burumardir-Athelorand
en: Burumardir-Athelorand
la: Burumardir Athelorand

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Move both Aiglondur and Angarthing to the eastern signpost
la: Et Aeglondurum et Angartorem ad signum orientalem movere

note: [unit]: type=Elvish Scout, id=Elurin
en: Elurin
la: Elurinus

note: [message]: speaker=Elurin
en: Who disturbs our forest?
la: Quis silvam nostram vexat?

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: A delegation of the Northern Alliance, seeking the road through to Kal Kartha.
la: Legatio Societatis Boreae faciat ut Calcartham iter inveniat.

note: [message]: speaker=Elurin
en: We allow few outsiders in our forest paths, and no dwarves since the masked ones began to trouble our eastern margins. No axe-bearers shall come near our trees. Return whence you came!
la: Paucos advenas vias silvestres nostras inire sinimus, neque quid de nanis ex quo personati margines eoas turbare aggressi sunt, neque qui de bipenniferis arbores nostros aggredientur. Redite unde venistis!

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: No. We have our duty. We must pass.
la: Non redibimus. Transire necesse est.

note: [message]: speaker=Elurin
en: You shall not pass here.
la: Hic non transibitis.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Winter comes on our heels, and your forest straddles the only gap in these mountains. You leave us no choice but to fight you.
la: Hiems calcem persequitur, atque silva tua unicum saltum horum montum attingit. Pugnandum est.

note: [message]: speaker=Elurin
en: So be it, then. Yours will not be the first bones to nourish the earth of our forest.
la: Esto. Ossa tua terram silvae nostrae non primum alent.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Rally on me, everyone. We have better things to do than brawl with elves.
la: Omnes huc convenite. Gravior res est quam cum dryadalibus rixari.

note: [scenario]: id=07_The_Siege_of_Kal_Kartha
en: The Siege of Kal Kartha
la: Obsidio Calcarthae

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Morgh
en: Tan-Morgh
la: Tan Morgus

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Garukh
en: Tan-Garukh
la: Tan Garucchus

note: [side]: type=Orcish Warlord, id=Tan-Wagran
en: Tan-Wagran
la: Tan Vagranus

note: [objective]: condition=lose
en: Death of Dulcatulos
la: Mors Dulcatuli

note: [message]: speaker=Movrur
en: Behold! The West Gate of Kal Kartha!
la: Ecce! Portam Occidentis Calcarthae!

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: And under siege, I see. There is a mighty host of orcs between us and that gate.
la: Atque obsessam, puto. Est magnus grex orcum inter nos portamque.

note: [message]: speaker=Tan-Morgh
en: Ahhh... more stinky-midgets, come to get killed just like these cowards in their den.
la: Ahhh... plures pumilionum foedorum obitum venerunt sicut hi territi in latibulo.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Let us bring our kin that orc’s head as a guesting-gift.
la: Feramus gentibus nostris caput illius orcis donum.

note: [message]: speaker=Dulcatulos
en: Kal Kartha shall not fall!
la: Calcartha non deerit!

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Kal Kartha is taken. Our mission has failed.
la: Calcartha capta est. Munere nos defuimus.

note: [message]: speaker=Dulcatulos
en: Well fought, and our thanks; we were sore pressed. You are our honored guests, and I will show you to the best quarters we have myself. Our lord, the runemaster Karrag, will want to have speech with you on the morrow.
la: Bene facitis, et gratias vobis ago; male oppressi sumus. Vos eritis hospites honorati, et ipse vobis optima spatia ostendam. Dominus noster, Carragus runipotens, vos alloqui cras velit.

note: [scenario]: id=08_The_Court_of_Karrag
en: The Court of Karrag
la: Aula Carragi

note: [side]
en: Kal Karthans
la: Calcarthans

note: [unit]: type=Dwarvish Masked Steelclad, id=Magog [unit]: type=Dwarvish Masked Ulfserker, id=Hekyll [unit]: type=Dwarvish Masked Ulfserker, id=Jekyll [unit]: type={TYPE} [side]: type=Dwarvish Masked Lord, id=Dufon [side]: type=Dwarvish Masked Lord, id=Aragoth [side]: type=Dwarvish Masked Lord, id=Dra
en: Masked Dwarf
la: Nanus Personatus

note: [objective]: condition=win
en: Defeat Karrag
la: Carragum vincere

note: [message]: speaker=Karrag
en: Hail, fellow dwarves. All Kal Kartha thanks you for your timely rescue.
la: Avete, connani. Tota Calcartha pro opportune subveniendo gratias agit.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: We are from Knalga; your clans are kin to ours of old. We but did our duty to kin.
la: Gnalgae sumus; gentes tuae consanguinei sunt. Tantum per munus agebamus.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: On one condition. You must take off that mask and show your true face. I am a witness.
la: Sub una condicione: tua facies vera ostendenda est — personam tuam tolles. Testis sum.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: But the Law must see. A dwarf must put his name and his face behind his deeds. I am a witness.
la: Sed Legi videre necesse est. Nani est se ex nomine et facie aestumare. Testis sum.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: The Law speaks. Against him with the eyes to see, no deception can hold. I AM A WITNESS!
la: Lex dicit. Contra quem luminibus quibus lustret, fraus non stare potest. TESTIS SUM!

note: [message]: speaker=Dulcatulos
en: No... no... it is horrible! My lord, how did you come to this?
la: Heu... heu... horrendum est! Mi domine, quid accidit?

note: [message]: speaker=Karrag
en: I lingered for weeks in agony. Only my hatred and the runelore of old sustained me, until I became as I am. I will have revenge; I will destroy the orcs, and the humans, and the elves, and all but the true people!
la: Cruciatus diu morabar. Modo odio et doctrina runarum vetere sustentus sum, donec sic factus. Scelus ulciscar; orces delebo, homines, dryadales et omnes nisi vires veros!

note: [message]: speaker=Karrag
en: And you have sealed your doom. Hundreds of dirtgrubbers have already died to weave a web of blood around the Hammer and the soul of the dwarves. You and your new friends will be the last sacrifices I require to bind the entire dwarvish race to my purpose. TAKE THEM!
la: Et tu iam fata tua implevisti. Milia lutulentorum iam obierunt ut araneum cruentum circum Malleum et animum nanorum texant. Tu amicique novi estis hostiae quibus egeo ut totum genus nanorum ad rem struam. RAPITE!

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: Neither side can recruit or recall. You must win with the troops you have.
la: Neutra pars adlegere evocareve potest. Copiis praesentibus vincere necesse est.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: Wait... the lich’s apparent death was another illusion. In truth he ran through that doorway behind the throne.
la: Io... mors mortifugae fraus erat. Vero ianuam post solium percucurrit.

note: [message]: speaker=Dulcatulos
en: Then Karrag has fled to the underlevels. None but his masked ones go there any more.
la: Forsitan Carragus ad loca inferiora fuerit. Iam non nulli nisi personati illic eunt.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: We must follow. Quickly! It may be his talk of perverting the Hammer was merely mad raving, but we cannot allow the risk that his foul spell might succeed.
la: Sequi opus est. Porro! Fortasse verba Mallei corrumpendi modo dementia vana erant, sed non periculum faciamus ne cantus nefandus successum habeat.

note: [scenario]: id=09_The_Underlevels
en: The Underlevels
la: Loca Inferioria

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Where <i>is</i> Karrag? We can’t have been more than seconds behind him.
la: Ubinam gentium est Carragus? Nonne nos uno passu distabamus?

note: [message]: speaker=Dulcatulos
en: Those are war-drums!
la: Belli tympana sunt!

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Aye. Karrag, calling his troops to battle. Only the Dark Gods know what hellspawn the lich will summon. AXES UP!
la: Aio. Carragus ita copias ad proelium vocat. Modo di tenebricosi sciunt quos Tartari mortifuga arcesset. SECURES TOLLITE!

note: [message]: speaker=Karrag
en: No! No! No! Dirtgrubbers must die! The true people must rule all!
la: Haud! Haud! Haud! Lutulenti moriendi sunt! A veris omnes regendi sunt!

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: The ‘true people’ speak through our axes. Die, foul lich.
la: ‘Veri’ securibus nostris dicunt. Moriaris, mortifuga taeter.

note: [scenario]: id=10_Epilogue
en: Epilogue
la: Epilogus

note: [side]
en: Aigthaing
la: Aegthaengus

note: [side]
en: Glamdrsol
la: Glamdursol

note: [side]
en: Pelaithil
la: Pelaethil

note: [side]
en: Alaithus
la: Alaethus

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: Dwarves of Kal Kartha, I speak the Law. Your house is cast down; you have harbored a great evil. Who now will take the burden of cleansing this holding of its taint?
la: Dico, Nani Calcarthae, Legem. Domus tua disiecta est; vos magnum malum tenuistis. Quis iam onus stationem a contagione purgandi accipiet?

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The dwarves of Kal Kartha muttered among themselves and looked at one another uneasily. None stepped forward.
la: Calcarthani quosque conspicientes inter se mussabat. Nemo gradum fecit.

note: [message]: speaker=Dulcatulos
en: Loremaster... None of us is fit to take up the lordship. Karrag fooled us all, made us the tools of his foul scheme.
la: Doctune... Nemo dignus est qui magistratum ingrediatur. Carragus nos omnes fefellit, nos instrumenta consilii foedi fecit.

note: [message]: speaker=Pelias
en: I was told I’d find Aiglondur of Knalga here. I bear a message from Tallin, the Lord Protector of the Alliance.
la: Dicitur me hic Aeglondurum Gnalgae inventurus esse. Nuntium a Talino, Praeside Principe Societatis fero.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: I am he. Speak your message.
la: Ita sum. Dic nuntium.

note: [message]: speaker=Pelias
en: Aiglondur, the Protector dubs you a Lord Companion of the Alliance. He bids you return to Knalga as soon as convenient, for your investiture.
la: Aeglondure, Praeses te Comitem Priorem Societatis facit. Tibi iubet ut Gnalgam, ut commodum est, pro cooptatione redeas.

note: [message]: speaker=Dulcatulos
en: (<i>Wonderingly</i>) A Lord Companion? And kin of ours...
la: (<i>Stupefactus</i>) Comitemne Priorem? Ac gentis nostri...

note: [message]: speaker=Narithil
en: It would be no shame for a Lord Companion to rule this holding, as Hamel does at Knalga.
la: Non vero Comitem Priorem hanc stationem, ut Hamelus Gnalgae, regere dedecet.

note: [message]: speaker=narrator
en: The Kal Karthans looked at each other, and Aiglondur, with dawning hope.
la: Calcarthani spe crescente quosque spectaverunt et Aeglondurum.

note: [message]: speaker=Angarthing
en: It would be fitting. The Loremasters will approve.
la: Deceat. Doctuni eum comprobabunt.

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Pelias, my thanks to the Lord Protector; I will attend him in the spring. But it seems that I have some work to do here first.
la: Pelias, gratias Praesidi Principi ago; ad eum in vere ibo. Sed primo hic factis mihi opus est.

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Annalist, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Annalist
la: Auctor Nanorum

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Annalist, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Annalists are the historians of this ancient and proud race. They are few in number, and their very existence is not generally known to the other peoples of the Great Continent. To the abilities of the Witness they add, through the study of herb and mineral lore, the ability to cure poison.
la: Auctores Nanorum annales huius gentis veteris et fortis scribunt. Sunt pauci et vitae ipsae vulgo ceteris Continentis Magni ignotae sunt. Cum facultatibus Testium facultatem, per studium herbarum et metallorum, veneni amovendi coniungunt.

note: [attack]: type=impact
en: bolas
la: Globi

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Loremaster, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Loremaster
la: Doctunus Nanorum

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Loremaster, race=dwarf
en: Loremasters are the sages of the dwarvish race. Their counsel is greatly valued by war-leaders and chieftains, and they are viewed with awe by ordinary dwarves, for they alone have plumbed the deepest and most closely-held secrets of dwarven knowledge. It is said that where a loremaster stands, there is the soul of the dwarves. To the abilities of the Annalist they add a limited ability to heal.
la: Consilium Doctunorum, a populo honoratis, sapientum gentis nanorum, pretiosum ducibus principiusque belli est, nam soli secreta profundissima occultissimaque scientiae nanorum appetunt. Dicuntur ubi doctunum, ibi nanorum animus. Cum facultatibus Auctorum facultatem sanandi mediocris coniungunt.

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Dragonguard, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Dragonguard
la: Nanus Draconigena Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Fighter, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Fighter
la: Pugnator Nanorum Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Guardsman, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Guardsman
la: Custos Nanorum Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Lord, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Lord
la: Dominus Nanorum Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Sentinel, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Sentinel
la: Excubitor Nanorum Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Stalwart, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Stalwart
la: Nanus Robustus Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Steelclad, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Steelclad
la: Nanus Ferratus Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Thunderer, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Thunderer
la: Nanus Tonans Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Masked Thunderguard, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Masked Thunderguard
la: Nanus Altitonans Personatus

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Witness, race=dwarf
en: Dwarvish Witness
la: Testis Nanorum

note: [unit_type]: id=Dwarvish Witness, race=dwarf
en: A Witness functions as the eyes of the dwarves’ history, a deep lore that they never share with outsiders. The presence of a Witness inspires dwarvish warriors with the knowledge that their deeds (and their deaths) will not go unrecorded. They learn a fighting style deliberately unlike that of their fellows, one designed to turn the vaunted strength of the dwarves against itself. The person of a Witness is considered sacred, and Witnesses are often used as envoys between dwarvish clans.
la: Testes historiae nanorum, doctum profundum, quod numquam cum aliquibus communicant, oculo sunt. Cuius adspectus animo bellatores animat ut sciant facta (et fata) notura esse. Modum pugnandi dissimilem ceteris discunt, quod factum est ut vim nanorum miram in se convertat. Corpus Testis sacer habitur, ita saepe gentibus nanorum legatis sunt.

note: [leadership]: id=inspire
en: inspire
la: incitat

en: Aiglondur
la: Aeglondurus

en: Angarthing
la: Angartor

en: Ratheln
la: Rathelnus

en: Dulcatulos
la: Dulcatulus

en: Karrag
la: Carragus

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: I fall!
la: Cado!

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Oh no! Without a loremaster we cannot complete our mission!
la: Eheu! Doctuno mortuo propositum conficere non possumus!

note: [message]: speaker=Aiglondur
en: Without Dulcatulos to explain our actions to the Kal Karthans we’ll have to fight them, too. Our mission has failed.
la: Dulcatulo qui facta Calcarthanis explicet mortuo, in se quoque pugnare cogimur. Defuimus.
