Meged in plot and character erewrite by A-Rod.
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name = "Nils Kneuper (Ivanovic)"
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[/entry]
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[/about]
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[about]
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title = _ "Prose and Story Edits"
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[entry]
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name = "Eric S. Raymond (esr)"
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[/entry]
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[entry]
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name = "A-Rod"
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[/entry]
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[/about]
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[about]
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title = _ "Campaign Maintenance"
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[entry]
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{campaigns/Two_Brothers/scenarios}
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#endif
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# wmllint: directory spelling Bjarn Arne Maghre Brena
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# wmllint: directory spelling Bjarn Arne Maghre Brena Tairach Toen Caric Mordak
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story=_ "Now Bjarn had a brother named Arne who had also left Maghre to seek his fortune, and had become the leader of a small band of horsemen who hired out as guards to merchant caravans. Fortunate it was for all that when Bjarn was but an apprentice mage, he had made a pair of amulets for himself and his brother, with which they might call to each other when in dire need. Bjarn sent out that call."
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M1P2.png
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[/part]
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[part]
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story=_ "12 V, 353 YW
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Excerpt from the journal of Bjarn of Maghre
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If I could but face this 'Mordak'! I think my magic might prove stronger than his. But he bides in the hills, well-guarded by his servants, and I muster frightened peasants to fight his minions with blades and sticks. I need my brother; he always had a better head for battle than I.
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Will he heed the call? I do not know if he has kept the amulet; we have not spoken since that evil day at Toen Caric. If he will not come for me, perhaps he will return to aid our village in its hour of desperate need.
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"
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M1P2.png
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[/part]
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[part]
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story=_ "Heeding the call of his amulet, Arne gathered such men as he could and hurried to Maghre to help Bjarn."
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show_title=yes
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[event]
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name=start
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[role]
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type=Horseman
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[not]
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canrecruit=yes
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[/not]
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role=Mercenary
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[/role]
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[message]
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "Greetings, brother, and welcome home."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "Greetings, my brother! How may my men and I be of aid?"
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message= _ "Hail."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "Is that all, Arne? I understand, but..."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "You called, and I came; be content with that. What ails Maghre?"
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Bjarn
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "I will lead my men, and such villagers as can keep up with us, north to slay this Mordak! What will you do?"
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message= _ "All right. I will do this for the village. Can you keep the mage off our backs?"
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "You shall be the right hand, I the left. I will go stealthily with a handful of our best scouts and woodsmen. While you demonstrate against him and kill his creatures, I will try to defeat Mordak himself with magic at an unguarded moment. Together we may accomplish what either alone may not."
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message= _ "I will go stealthily with a handful of our best scouts and woodsmen. While you demonstrate against him and kill his creatures, I will try to defeat Mordak himself with magic at an unguarded moment. You shall be the right hand, I the left...aye, brother?"
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "...Aye. Just make sure you're there when we need you."
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[/message]
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[kill]
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id=Bjarn
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name=turn 10
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "Bjarn has not made his attack! I begin to fear for him... and it means we must deal with this Mordak ourselves!"
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message= _ "Bjarn has not made his attack!"
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[/message]
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[message]
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role="Mercenary"
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message= _ "Could he have abandoned us?"
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "No...No. This is something else. I'm worried about him...but right now it means we have to deal with this Mordak ourselves."
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[/message]
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[/event]
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[story]
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[part]
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# wmllint: local spelling Grey
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story=_ "The pursuit had already run for several days when the pursuers came to the bounds of the huge forest known as the Grey Woods. Ancient tales warned of lost souls haunting the wood, hunting and killing anyone brave enough to enter it."
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show_title=yes
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{TO_THE_CHASE}
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story=_ "Arne and his band rode north in search of his missing brother."
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M2P1.png
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[/part]
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# wmllint: local spelling Grey
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[part]
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story=_ "16 V, 353 YW
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Excerpt from the journal of Arne of Maghre
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We've been searching three days for Bjarn, and turned up nothing. My best hunch was to head north into the borderlands, where the necromancer's minions could safely hide; everywhere else is more farmland. At first I thought the search might be useless, but late in the first day we found a set of tracks. Some of them had been made by skeletal feet.
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We're close enough to be certain now: those tracks are heading into the Grey Woods. No one from Maghre or any of the other villages has gone into that forest in living memory. Stories have been passed down for generations warning against it. Supposedly the place is haunted by lost souls who hunger for the living, and anyone who dies there is doomed to join them.
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But I'm past superstitions now; I've seen enough of the world to guess at the truth behind these sorts of tales. The forest is home to elves--unfriendly ones, if the stories have any basis at all. I worry for my men; horses don't fight well in forests, and the elves will be more dangerous in their own territory. But there are things that need done and questions that need answered. Something bigger is happening. One necromancer terrorizing townsfolk is nothing new, but why didn't his servants scatter when he was killed? Where are they headed now? And most importantly, why did they take Bjarn with them?
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Besides...I want my brother back."
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[/part]
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[part]
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story=_ "Heedless of those rumors, Arne followed them. His only worry was that his horsemen would be at disadvantage if attacked in the forest."
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M2P1.png
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show_title=yes
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{TO_THE_CHASE}
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[/part]
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[/story]
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role=speaker
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[/recall]
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[message]
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speaker=narrator
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image="wesnoth-icon.png"
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message= _ "Sounds of a scuffle were heard from the forest."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "Come on, men. A stroll through such lovely green woods, what could be finer?"
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[/message]
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[message]
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role=speaker
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message= _ "It is whispered that hungry ghosts rule this forest, and kill everyone who dares to enter."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Nil-Galion
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message= _ "You there! Halt and explain yourself."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "So much for those ghost stories. Mere elves will not stop me from freeing my brother!"
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message= _ "So much for those ghost stories. Mere elves will not stop me from freeing Bjarn!"
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[/message]
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[message]
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role=speaker
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "Bind him and take him with us. If he has played us false, he will die."
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[/message]
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[message]
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role=speaker
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message= _ "Captain, what are we riding info? I thought you wanted nothing to do with Bjarn any more, not since Toen Caric."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "I'm no longer sure. What's between us remains, but knowing someone else has lain hands on him changes things. Mount up, and let's get moving."
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[/message]
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#ifdef EASY
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[move_unit_fake]
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show_title=yes
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{TO_GUARDED_CASTLE}
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[/part]
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[part]
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# wmllint: local spelling clanless
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story=_"19 IV, 353 YW
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Excerpt from the journal of Rotharik the Clanless
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The last of Mordak's servants arrived this morning bearing the news of his death, as well as a bundle so well-bound it was barely recognizable as a man. Mordak was always reckless. This whole desperate scheme was his, and I suppose I could blame him for everything that we have suffered through if it still mattered. It was he who brought the wrath of the orcs down on us, too. But all the same, he managed to accomplish what he set out to do. I still cannot believe the finality of what has happened; until now we had always managed to make it through somehow.
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We had hoped to deliver the mage to Tairach in return for our lives. I do not know what the warlord wants with this man, but he matches the description. I suppose that Mordak's plan would have worked perfectly if not for the appearance of the horse warriors. Now they are coming here, led by a man rumored to be this mage's brother. If that is true, he will stop at nothing, no more than would I if they held Mordak.
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I have done what I can to fortify this dilapidated castle. The orcs who came with us stand guard at the gates, and I am gathering all of my servants to me in the inner sanctum. But ill fate awaits. Whether I defeat this horse-warrior or no, the orcs will still come for me; they have been scouring the borderlands and raiding the northern farm country in search of us.
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Yet for some reason I fear these brothers more. If Mordak were here it would be different, but we are broken...and these two men are whole. In each other, in the ties that bind them, they have strength."
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[/part]
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[/story]
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[side]
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[message]
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speaker=narrator
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image="wesnoth-icon.png"
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message= _ "Arne’s men arrived at the castle and were immediately challenged by some guards."
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message= _ "Arne and his men halt outside of the castle, gazing for a moment at the hulking mass of stone looming in the fog. There is movement in the mist."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Guard_leader
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x=0-38
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y=20-32
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[/remove_shroud]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "The adept didn't lead us astray after all. I'll keep my word, distasteful as it may be; cut him loose, and let's be rid of him."
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[/message]
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# Perhaps the Adept is so grateful for Arne's mercy that he
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# offers to stay with the player's force. In this case the
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# player could choose to keep him as a loyal unit but lose
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# some other loyal unit who leaves in disgust, or dismiss him.
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[/then]
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[else]
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[/message]
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[/event]
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# Trigger 2nd guards at turn3 only if you did not attack the first ones in turn 1, if they are attacked in turn 1, triger this event in turn 6
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[event]
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name=die
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[filter]
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id=Knago-Brek
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[/filter]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "One less braggart orc in the world."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=follower
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message= _ "Captain, what are <i>orcs</i> doing this far south?"
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "Good question. Perhaps my brother will have found out."
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[/message]
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[/event]
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# Trigger 2nd guards at turn3 only if you did not attack the first
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# ones in turn 1, if they are attacked in turn 1, trigger this
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# event in turn 6
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[event]
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name=turn 3
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[if]
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[/filter]
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[message]
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speaker=unit
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message= _ "Nooo! This is the end..."
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message= _ "Your hand or Tairach's, death is still death...(argh)"
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[/message]
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[kill]
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id=Rotharik
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animate=yes
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "'Tairach'? Who or what is Tairach?"
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=second_unit
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message= _ "There’s a key in his robes."
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[then]
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "Good to see you, Arne. Now can you get me out of this dungeon, please?"
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message= _ "It's good to see you, Arne."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "And you too, brother."
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[/message]
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[/then]
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[else]
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[/terrain]
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[message]
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "Thank you for saving me. I had almost given up hope you would free me."
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message= _ "Thank you for saving me. I...was not certain you would come."
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "Oh it was nothing, a few elves, one or two dark sorcerers, a bunch of orcs and some undead. Really just a day’s work for us mercenaries."
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message= _ "Have you no faith in your brother, Bjarn?"
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[/message]
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[message]
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "It's not that. Perhaps I deserved to rot here. I failed you. I failed you again."
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "That is as may be. But you are my brother still And...I never doubted you would have come for me."
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[message]
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "It was no great trial, after all. A few elves, one or two dark sorcerers, a gang of orcs and some undead. Really just a day’s work for the company."
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[message]
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{MORNING}
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{AFTERNOON}
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[story]
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# wmllint: local spelling Grey
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[part]
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story=_"27 V, 353 YW
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Excerpt from the journal of Bjarn of Maghre
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Almost home now. The last week has been full of mixed feelings for me--blissful and difficult by turns. It was wonderful to be out of that dungeon cell and in the sunlight again without the threat of death or worse hanging over my head...but with that behind me, I turned to the almost equally daunting task of making amends with my brother.
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Arne had largely forgiven me by the time he freed me from my cell. All the same, it has taken all of the past week for us to rebuild the sense of comfort in each other we once had. It is fortunate that we have been able to take our time getting back--we gave the Grey Woods a wide berth, and on our way around it we traveled through some truly beautiful countryside. It has given us plenty of time to talk.
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Though I am more at ease now, my thoughts often turn back to Toen Caric. We should have been able to repel the orcs without great loss--the pincer attack Arne devised would surely have carried the day but for me. It was reckless of me to leave my men behind--I wounded the warlord and forced him to flee the field, but the cost far outweighed the gain. Those under my command could have been saved if I had remained with them.
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I can hardly blame Arne for having taken their deaths ill, and I can never undo the wrong that I have done, but I suppose that time heals some things. We return to the village as brothers once more.
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But I am still troubled. I wonder...is this sense of foreboding I feel merely a remnant of my time locked away in that dungeon, or is it a sign of something real?"
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "There. Your village is just across those hills, and already I see men coming to greet us!"
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message= _ "There. The village is just across those hills, and already I see men coming to greet us!"
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message= _ "Men! Ready your weapons!"
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message= _ "Men! Ready your arms!"
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "We should go there and talk to Counselor Hoban. Maybe he knows what is going on here."
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message= _ "We should find Counselor Hoban. Maybe he knows what is going on here."
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message= _ "We're almost there!"
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message= _ "That warlord! It's..."
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "Yes, I'd know that face anywhere. Especially after what you did to it."
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "The warlord from Toen Caric."
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speaker=Tairach
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message= _ "You! The mage who scarred me with fire! KILL THEM!"
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speaker=Bjarn
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message= _ "Let's finish what we started, brother."
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speaker=Arne
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message= _ "Aye. I'll be the right arm, and you'll be the left. Let's go!"
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message= _ "Finally the warlord is killed. Now you can go back to Maghre."
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message= _ "It is finished. We've defeated him at last. It was good to have you at my side, Bjarn."
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story= _ "It took years to rebuild the village and restore the surrounding farms. The people of Maghre had to work very hard, but felt better knowing Arne’s men would be their firm allies in troubled times."
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story= _ "Arne and his men left the village assured that it would be well guided by Bjarn. On their journeys they faced many challenges and battles. Some tales even mention Arne’s name together with that of the famous elvish lord Kalenz, but this is a different story..."
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story= _ "22 IX, 355 YW
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Excerpt from the journal of Arne of Maghre:
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Maghre is looking much better than the last time I saw it. Bjarn has done wonders in two years. The village is rebuilt, and the surrounding farmlands are restored and reoccupied. Despite my brother's worries, our people have faced no new threats in that time.
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It has been more difficult to stay away in those two years, but I have my calling and Bjarn has his, and we have had little opportunity to meet again. But as the company and I are passing through this part of the kingdom with a new patron, I have asked leave of him to visit my brother and he gave it.
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This patron is, of all things, an elf. I never thought I'd befriend one, but he is less arrogant the rest. Kalenz, he calls himself. He's seen too much; I can tell that just by meeting his eyes. I think we will have to work for our pay soon.
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In the meantime, though, it's good to relax and enjoy the peace."
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