| Jaciel Morgen ID: JM1T, JM2T | |||
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Jaciel Morgen ist eine Person aus An Elder Scrolls Legend: Battlespire.
Fundorte
Jaciel Morgen kommt in folgenden Ebenen vor:
- Shade Perilous
- Hunting Lodge of Mehrunes Dagon (4-mal)
Dialoge
Shade Perilous
Jaciel Morgen
(Her eyes are open, but they do not focus. Her breathing is low and regular.)
Spieler
HEY! Hello! Excuse me. Help. Fire. Famine. Pestilence. Nightmare. We have a situation here.→ „(She does not respond…“
oder
Jaciel. I have a message from Deyanira. Can you hear me?Merker JacielName→ „(She does not respond…“
oder
Jaciel. In the name of the Nocturnals, Deyanira bids me awake you from your enchantment.Merker Nocturnal→ „Awake. …“
Jaciel Morgen
(She does not respond in any way.)
Spieler
Great. Sleep tight.Ende
Jaciel Morgen
Awake. Awake. Awake. From sleep to despair -- And who are you?
Spieler
Er, hello. Pardon me if I guard my name, my Lady.→ „I rise though sorrow. …“
oder
Are you the Nocturnal Lieutenant Jaciel Morgen?→ „I rise though sorrow. …“
Jaciel Morgen
I rise though sorrow. I sink with hope. The night binds me in tiny steps.
Spieler
Indeed. I see. Well. You ARE Jaciel Morgen, right?→ „I murmur cold memories…“
Jaciel Morgen
I murmur cold memories like the nibbling of rats on tiny toes in sleep.
Spieler
Unpleasant dreams, eh? Sorry.→ „I fade into the…“
oder
Can I read that as a yes, or a no?→ „I fade into the…“
Jaciel Morgen
I fade into the smallest part of my soul, a wisp of a whisper.
Spieler
That's very nice. I'm here to free you!→ „The shackles that bind…“
oder
Are you the one that can send me out of this land?→ „The shackles that bind…“
oder
Snap out of it! You've been released from your enchantment, and we have some serious business to attend to.→ „The shackles that bind…“
Jaciel Morgen
The shackles that bind me are far stronger than any mere magics. I shall remain here, alone. Let the Nocturnals come and find me stricken here. They will punish me, but they will punish the Dagon far more. There will be war in the heavens. The sky will crack, and the earth will split in two. All mortal things must perish in this howling storm of fire and night.
Spieler
Ah, that sounds like it would be bad.→ „It will be glorious.“
Jaciel Morgen
It will be glorious.
Spieler
I think I'd rather stop that little war before it begins.→ „Catch your tears in…“
oder
Look, I just want to get my friend and get out of here.→ „Catch your tears in…“
Jaciel Morgen
Catch your tears in a sieve of gold, mortal. It's too late for weeping. I have no tears left, and no pity for the tears of mortals.
Spieler
We can still stop them! It's not over yet! Think of Deyanira!→ „Ah. …“
Jaciel Morgen
Ah. Deyanira. Her longing will not cease even in the face of overwhelming loss. How like a mortal she is. I could -- but no. The thought of her tears is almost enough to shake this mantle of anguish from my shoulders. Almost. But not enough. No, The only joy left to me now is the thought that the Nocturnals will scourge the Dagon until the magica drips in rivulets from his hollow eye sockets -- twins to the tears I cannot cry. Farewell.
Spieler
Look, you can't get rid of me that easily --→ „Farewell, selfish mortal.“
oder
Even if you don't want to help yourself, at least help me get out of here!→ „Farewell, selfish mortal.“
Jaciel Morgen
Farewell, selfish mortal.
Spieler
But surely this is pretty excessive. I mean, you ARE a big-time Daedra Lady. Where's your pride? You're going to let those muttonheads push you around --→ „Leave me, mortal. …“
oder
Look. Things are going south here in a big way, Lady, in case you hadn't noticed. This place is crawling with fire and frost thugs making themselves cozy in YOUR home. Are you just going to sit back and --→ „Leave me, mortal. …“
oder
All I need from you, Lady, is a passage out of here. I promise I'll treat Dagon and his things to a little sky-cracking and earth-splitting myself, if you'll just let me --→ „Leave me, mortal. …“
Jaciel Morgen
Leave me, mortal. Your miseries are not mine.
Spieler
Oh, this misery is yours, all right. Your faithful friend Deyanira says she will die if you don't return to rule.→ „She will not die. …“
Jaciel Morgen
She will not die. Immortals cannot die. Now be off, mortal.
Spieler
Right, right. So she can't die. But she IS very worried about you.→ „Leave me to my…“
oder
You're not any better than the rest of the daedra -- just as spoiled, self-centered, and self-indulgent. Like a little baby. You know what a baby is? A puling helpless little manling.→ „Leave me to my…“
oder
OK. I'll go. But you are making a big mistake. (Shucks. Better go back and have a chat with Deyanira. Maybe SHE can talk some sense into this stubborn sourpuss.)Ende
oder
Look. Don't make me do something rash. I may not look like much, but I've been beating daedra like drums. I'm getting desperate, and desperate mortals are full of ugly surprises.→ „Leave me to my…“
Jaciel Morgen
Leave me to my sweet melancholia.
Spieler
Fine. I have better things to do. But don't think you've heard the last of me. (That was not a big success. Maybe Deyanira will have a bright idea.)Ende
Wenn ein Gespräch zuvor mit dem Merker JacielScram endete
Jaciel Morgen
I have nothing more to say to you.
Spieler
That's what you think, you --→ „Goodbye.“
Jaciel Morgen
Goodbye.
Spieler
You --Ende
Anderer Einstieg
Jaciel Morgen
Spieler
I don't know exactly how to break this to you, but -- well -- maybe you have better take a look at this dagger. She said -- Deyanira -- that is --Merker SoulDagger→ „Aaaaaa! …“
Jaciel Morgen
Aaaaaa! She is gone! GONE! I should tear your beating heart out and force you to eat it in tiny bites, one wriggling, beating bite each century! I should flay the skin from your body and hurl your living carcass into the sea of my salty tears.
Spieler
You and what army of darkness?Verliert GesundheitEnde
oder
She did it for you.→ „You, mortal -- no…“
oder
Found a few tears did you?→ „You, mortal -- no…“
Jaciel Morgen
You, mortal -- no doom so slow, no pain so tearing --
Spieler
Nothing you do will bring her back. She'll be back in her own sweet time, from what I understand about you daedra. And for all that sweet time you can think about how little you cared for her, and how lonely you'll be without her, and how much she was willing to do for you, when you wouldn't do anything but pout and snivel.→ „What you say --…“
Jaciel Morgen
What you say -- perhaps is true. Too fair. But... You BASTARD! You TRICKED her into this, to serve your own SELFISH ends!
Spieler
No. It was her idea. I haven't got her kind of vision. Or character. I admit. I'd lie like a rug to save my skin. But I haven't got the imagination to think of a thing like she did. And it would NEVER occur to me that she might do it of her own free will. In fact, I'm sorry. And ashamed. That I helped her to do this thing.→ „Perhaps I can understand. …“
Jaciel Morgen
Perhaps I can understand. You are a mortal. And mortals see things differently. A mortal must never regret, never feel shame, for what it does to save its life.
Spieler
Normally I'd agree with you wholeheartedly. But that's not how I feel right now. Look. She isn't really dead, is she?→ „Daedra do not really…“
Jaciel Morgen
Daedra do not really die. Not as you know death. But we can sacrifice ourselves to oblivion. As she did. Oblivion is existence and self-awareness without the ability to see, hear, or affect the world. For an immortal it is hell -- unspeakable pain and horror -- absolute loss. Eventually we do return. But not all return as they were. There is sickness. Madness. Change.
Spieler
I'm sorry. I hope Deyanira will be all right. She certainly has a strong spirit, if that's of any consequence.→ „It is passing strange,…“
Jaciel Morgen
It is passing strange, but I feel your comfort, mortal. You have so much to lose, you things of flesh, and yet you do not despair. An intriguing mystery.
Spieler
Yes. My flesh does have a lot to lose. And another, a close friend, is also in danger. So please help me. How may I leave this place?→ „All other portals are…“
Jaciel Morgen
All other portals are sealed, but there is a back door. To the north you must cross the Rock Sails to a lesser portal, which will bear you to the Hex Room and the Gate. Four anchors bind the magica forces; loose these anchors, and the portal is ready. To the north is a door. Say "djemekweh" to enter. When you reach the final portal, I will have had time to open it to your use. But the Dagon have set a seal upon passage from all destinations but those of their own choosing. You must go where they wish you to go.
Spieler
Not having a lot of choice is refreshing at times like this. Keeps things simple. And I believe I must go where the Dagon think they want me. I'll just make sure I have plenty of surprises for them when I arrive.→ „Your cunning shines with…“
Jaciel Morgen
Your cunning shines with a brightness that craves requiting. In the brightest light or blackest dark, we are equally blind. It may be that I owe you something. Or owe it to myself, and my pride. But if in the end you must stand before Dagon, call on me. I will use you as a link for travel, and it may be that even my modest powers can be one of your little surprises for him.
Spieler
Don't think I won't call you. I'm going to need a lot of surprises, and a lot of luck. Goodbye, then, and thanks.→ „Just one look before…“
Jaciel Morgen
Just one look before you go, mortal. Abide with me a moment.
Spieler
Well, excuse me, but I really should be going. And stop staring at me like that. You're making me nervous. Goodbye, and good luck.TeleportiertEnde
oder
Sure. Go ahead. Look yourself a feast, my Lady. I've little else to give you.→ „Ahhh. …“
oder
In memory of Deyanira, I abide with you a short while, fair Jaciel. Then I must go.→ „Ahhh. …“
Jaciel Morgen
Ahhh. So faint a candle is the mortal's light. Faint, and it flickers so! But indeed this faint light of mortals might light up the sky. O, but I shall remember thee. And see thee again before the end. Farewell.
Spieler
Good. But. Well. I don't know what to say. And haven't the grace to say nothing. So it's just goodbye, then.TeleportiertEnde
Hunting Lodge of Mehrunes Dagon
Jaciel Morgen
VOICEOVER: [sexy, purring, confident voice] I am here, faint candle! Strike hard! Now! For me!
Ohne Worte
Jaciel Morgen
She smiles grimly and winks, but her face is strained with concentration, and she doesn't not speak.