From the distance, a powerful voice bellowed, “RU! FILOK!” Run? Escape? Farengar wondered, translating the dovahzul. “The weapon of the Dilfahliil!” screamed Paarthurnax, barreling down from the Throat of the World. The dragon flew quickly, but his warning was still too late, Farengar realized, sensing the powerful buildup of magicka in the air; they had mere moments before the circle of magic above them opened its destructive forces. Therion stared into the flames above them, currents of magicka tossing his hair like it was caught in the wind. The Dragonborn shook his head, laughing. “Thrynn,” he said, looking at Farengar. “My name is Thrynn Lor’ellion.”
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Translation: Angue cyrche melor e ti’elda My heart will always be yours (translation LOOSELY based on canon Ayleid. IE, I made up the half words.)
Re: Fire and Potions - 70/?
Run? Escape? Farengar wondered, translating the dovahzul.
“The weapon of the Dilfahliil!” screamed Paarthurnax, barreling down from the Throat of the World. The dragon flew quickly, but his warning was still too late, Farengar realized, sensing the powerful buildup of magicka in the air; they had mere moments before the circle of magic above them opened its destructive forces.
Therion stared into the flames above them, currents of magicka tossing his hair like it was caught in the wind.
The Dragonborn shook his head, laughing.
“Thrynn,” he said, looking at Farengar. “My name is Thrynn Lor’ellion.”
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Translation:
Angue cyrche melor e ti’elda
My heart will always be yours
(translation LOOSELY based on canon Ayleid. IE, I made up the half words.)