Heroes of Might & Magic: Olden Era - Обсуждение

“Your nature betrays you. Do you not have lands to defend? Do you not have kin to protect? Make an effort. This is not a time for pettiness. Long before your life began, this world has seen many calamities.” The Oracle gestured, and the mirror beside them began to ripple, as if they had disturbed a water’s surface. Images of spherical devices, which seemed both mechanical and magical in nature, appeared, as if observing a multitude of enemies clashing with each other, among them were undead dragons. The constructs seemed both alien and familiar in form, as if subconsciously they were known to the messengers on some fundamental, basic level. As soon as the vision faded from the mirror, the Oracle continued.

“Order must be maintained. Your squabbles will only lead to your ancient protectors considering you part of the chaos that your lords wish to eradicate—should this gathering fail.” Silence reigned once more. What had been a warning the first time now seemed almost a threat from forces far older than anyone else gathered there, including the ancient elf. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ilvari addressed everyone in the square.