Midnight Chronicles

..And the time of the second storm

shall be preceded

by the awakening of the harbringer

and of the last king.

They shall be called to a place

of secrets forgotten by time and shadow.

There they shall set in motion

events that will shake the foundations

of the earth and the heavens.

"The Tale of the Black Wave"

Here I am.

Here freedom.

Dorosul!

Show me.

It hurts? It was.

My faith is gone, I'm not coming back.

Shadow can not grab with your hands,

as the Legate could not

abandon their vocation.

Why are you doing this?

You belong to him forever.

Amusing.

I return you to Izrador.

Many years ago, the dark god Izrador

was cast out of heaven and sent to the ground.

Since his fall, a wall,

separates heaven from the death,

separates gods from their creations.

Izrador, bearing the name North shadow

gathered around him the evil and dark forces.

He started a war against

Free Tribes.

Led by the Queen of Arad, free

Tribes passed Izrador attack.

But Izrador not lost.

The third war the dark god

has made another attempt to capture

to which free

tribes were not ready.

At this time, the god of darkness won.

Seizing the land his iron hand,

...sent Izradorean priests and the servants run

possessions from the city of Teros Obsidiya.

There was the era of the eclipse, the magic

and hope had disappeared from the world.

Hundreds of years passed with

As long as the shadow fell.

MIDNIGHT CHRONICLE

Calm down?

Maybe even posovetuesh meditation?

No you are not forced to wait

This smelly little people all day long.

We suffer to shadow gained force.

We followed this skitaltsem

half way to Eredlander.

Two weeks enjoyable

Rest - this is not enough?

Holiday?

Happy holidays.

Another night, Kruce. And we

back to the Teros Obsidiya.

I do not know.

This is who?

So far from the tower, Chuzara?

Geddon world pays you, Meg.

I would like to speak with him personally.

And this is who?

We do not like you?

Forget, Kruce, its

honesty - it was good.

Although sometimes inappropriate.

You go with me

Blekuir, it is necessary to build the temple.

Mandeyn on the side

rescuer. Do not you think?

I am surprised that Geddon ...

And to know the fate of Tosh

Kamara, Legate disappeared.

Sunny.

What happened the night there, Meg? Meg?

Prophecies of the northern

Land exaggerated, Geddon.

The Legate does not take them seriously.

Sanulel not mistaken.

Never.

Still, some in

Consulate think in another way.

Do not miss any of the threats which

would it not seem incredible.

Ok.

But this prophetic tale of the hero,

who is alleged to rise up against

us - this foolishness.

Sorry, I must

prepare for the trip.

Because of missing Legates

and not a news?

Do you have other responsibilities, Haarn?

Tosh Qamar has been sent to the temple

about five years ago, Geddon.

Our time is running out.

You can refer Sanulelu that the fate of

Tosha Camara will soon be known,

and the temple Blackweir will be completed.

Excellent. He pleased.

May I know who you are

sent to this task?

New envoy. He

will not let me.

Who are you?

Servant of the darkness. Open the gate.

Take what you would burn unnecessary.

Four wagon products.

He once again for their own.

Yes. This is not to argue.

They say the mayor arrest you.

Rather, we are.

For the high taxes.

Anyone in Blackweir understand

that the mean charges Lesher.

Better to pay it, than to see

in its territory a new church.

You know best.

It would not know.

Now go.

You always give me

in the best seats, Meg.

At his death, I will know

Each dung pile in the west Kaladruna.

Kruce you at any time you can go

from me, unlike the rest of the servants,

then I will be bored without you

and these spectacular destinations.

Kruce, not each time

job leads gentlemen in raptures.

Score one job!

Which will lead to a small

joy, or at least to a place

which does not stinks rybimi giblets.

Honestly, I love the smell of fish.

I will perform assignments Geddona.

And if playing on Geddon

pipe, we must dance.

Yes, we find that a Legate,

just do not want to bury their talents.

Yes what talent? Write to the saddle?

Prisluzhnitsa deign joke?

Honey, I'm talking about intuition.

Feeling unnatural.

And, believe my inner feeling,

nastily in this place

definitely should be tavern.

Sorry, I thirst torments.

We are awaiting trials.

You know, my

dedication perfect,

so if I am to you

ponadoblyus, seek me in the tavern,

fortifying myself with

something beautiful in obnimku.

Or maybe two.

Pig.

I know how few are those

who returns lost me.

I am afraid, I taught you

ungrateful occupation, Meg.

You taught me that the entire

Glory belongs to the dark north.

Taught to learn the name of the victim. That's all.

Haam believed that age

dulls my ability ...

I hope you dokazhesh

him that he is mistaken.

Wait!

There is no character

what you Legate.

I do not know what it is.

Do not know?

That was last winter.

I am afraid to contact physician.

Savior - and suddenly afraid of?

Well, yes.

Do not let yourself, Meg.

Discuss this when the return.

How can you say.

Beirial.

This castle is not abandoned.

Legate claims

possession. Even after his death.

Soul?

I find the rest.

We stayed in this place.

There is something

else. Something old.

Something strong.

What did he say?

There are many spirits.

Scared.

But Tosha Camara do not see.

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