Gary: —Ahí llegó ese soldado... El nuevo, que no se sienta con nosotros...
Torion: —Sí, ya lo veo. Yo le pregunté una vez de dónde venía y me dijo: Uraira del norte.
Gary: —Los demás dicen que solo eso responde y que no dice más nada. Y siempre lleva un par de muñecos atados en su correa...
Imagen generada con inteligencia artificial por autoría propia.
Talos: —Silencio, los va a escuchar... Yo combatí a su lado y no deja a nadie vivo, sin importar que se lo ordenen...
Torion: —Mi sargento me dijo que él solo acabó con seis hombres de la guardia de élite negra; poco quedó para reconocer al enemigo. Mi sargento aprovechó para enviar sus cabezas al enemigo en las catapultas...
English versión:
Gary: —There comes that soldier... The new guy, who doesn't sit with us...
Torion: —Yeah, I see him. I asked him once where he was from and he told me: Uraira of the North.
Gary: —The others say that's all he answers and that he doesn't say anything else. And he always carries a pair of dolls tied to his belt...
Talos: —Silence, he's going to hear you... I fought by his side and he doesn't leave anyone alive, no matter what they order him to do...
Torion: —My sergeant told me he took down six men of the Black Elite Guard all by himself; little was left to recognize the enemy. My sergeant took the opportunity to fling their heads back at the enemy using the catapults...
Talos: —Don't worry, he's not going to sit here, he always sits alone and doesn't talk to anyone; he's like the commander-in-chief's favorite pet... He even turned down a promotion ever since the Black Elite incident...
Gary: —He's crazy, he always comes out of battles bathed in blood. They say his enemies don't spare their lives even if they surrender... From the western battles I heard a small squad surrendered just when they saw him in our ranks...
Sergeant: —Shut up, you idiots, you don't know a thing. Do you remember the defeat and massacre we suffered in the north? Don't make that frightened puppy face; in that village, they impaled every single survivor... And surely you remember the only one they pulled barely alive from the rubble.
Torion: —Sergeant, sit here... There's still a space left... That famous survivor who never let go of his sword, don't tell me that...
Sergeant: —Yes, soldier... the city they massacred was Uraira of the North.
Talos: —No se preocupen, no se va a sentar aquí, siempre se sienta solo y no habla con nadie; es como el animal favorito del comandante en jefe... Hasta rechazó un ascenso desde lo de la élite negra...
Gary: —Está loco, siempre sale de las batallas bañado en sangre. Dicen que sus enemigos, ni que se rindan, salvan la vida... De las batallas del oeste escuché que un pequeño escuadrón se rindió cuando lo vieron a él en sus filas...
Sargento: — Cállense, idiotas, no saben nada. ¿Recuerdan la derrota y masacre que sufrimos en el norte? No pongan esa cara de perritos asustados; en ese pueblo empalaron a todos los sobrevivientes... Y seguro recuerdan al único que sacaron apenas vivo de entre los escombros.
Torion: —Sargento, siéntese aquí... Aún queda un espacio... Ese famoso sobreviviente que jamás soltó su espada, no me diga que...
Sargento: —Sí, soldado... la ciudad que masacraron era Uraira del norte.