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| Номер: | 288 | ||
| Секция: | Кодекс: Заметки Awakening | ||
| Появление: | Dragon Age: Начало - Пробуждение | ||
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Текст кодекса
They came to me fore help, these three maidens of the Blackmarsh. They were young, beautiful, vital, everything she desires. They gave me gold, jewels, and family heirlooms. I imagined their mothers and fathers, uncles and brothers pressing those treasures into their hands, enough to ransom a life promised to their baroness. I agreed to spirit them away from Blackmarsh.
She learned of it. She appeared the night before. her eyes were like flat, dull stones; her hair was stringy and streaked with grey. And I saw why she needed the women.
I hid them in my wagon. The youngest embraced me before she crawled between the bales of hay. She said, "Maker bless and watch over you." I drove them to the crossroads where the baroness's man waited. He took the wagon. Their families never knew.
The witch, as good as her word, brought me a chest of gold. She twirled like a little girl, eyes now sparkling. "You've earned every bit, merchant."
The gold was no comfort. I saw their faces on each sovereign, heard their voices in the tinkling of the coins. I couldn't bear it. I buried it all in the deepest part of the marsh. Still, I found no peace. There will be no peace for me until I stand before the Maker.
--Karsten Wilde
(Attached is a map to the cache.)