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 [Non-Fiction] Reman Text: Collection 23: Fragment 8 |
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This is a text that I've been writing, in the style of "The Song of
Pelinal", for the mod that will be featuring Meridia's realm. The
Ayleidoon text included isn't in a correct Ayleid format, because the
people of Reman's era put it into a Cyrodillic format (which will be
shown through ingame dialogue), and some of it has been translated by a
librarian at the Imperial Library (which will once again be shown
through dialogue, through it is mentioned at the start in the editors
note/s. Also the Soceror-King in the text will feature in the Mod.
Anyway, here it is:
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[This book appears to be on loan from the Imperial Library, as it
bears a wax stamp on the first page, with the Dragon insignia of the
empire with the words ?In knowledge we trust? and ?Property of the
Imperial Library?.]
Reman Text: Collection 23: Fragment 8
[Editor?s Note: The following text is a fragmentary record from the
early time of Reman, which at an educated guess was rewritten then from
another text (most likely a first hand account of the event in the
text) from an even earlier period. The Ayleid text has been translated
where it could be, but most of what isn?t has been lost to time, and
may not ever be known again.]
[Pre-Text Lost]
?You [knew] this was coming Vathrie,? Shouted Al-Esh, to Vathrie, as he
lay in chains, writhing in his blindness from the banishing of his eyes
to Oblivion [Else his eyes would of seen the death of Cyrod, and it
would have been so].
?A admia malatu! Cyrod av cey ye molag! Ye haelia Al-Esh ry Aran!?
Vathrie spoke through a voice no longer his, but another?s; for his own
throat had been torn out [Else his voice would of called out the
daedron hordes in rapture against all life].
?I damn you Vathrie! You and your bird-like-kin, to Padomay-Oio!?
Screaming in outrage, both for Vathrie?s lies, and for the hiding of an
eighth, which the Demon-of-the-Ayleidoon would still not admit to, even
with his last breaths.
And then the Sky-kin of Morihaus parted [children of Kyn themselves],
allowing latta (light) to pass through, breaking through the walls of
Vathrie?s stone prison, and bathing him in [the] Meridian-Light [As was
his Sancre-brother Umaril-the-Unfeathered whom could not die] and then
he vanished by Umaril?s foul light-craft [given to him by his [unholy]
mistress].
But with his [one] last blow against [Alessia], the Sorceror-King
Vathrie [in mockery] said, ?Ayleidoon mathmeldi, [will] hilyat latta av
loria, [and] [bring] malatu av Cyrod?.
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