The Lord of Murder shall perish, but in his doom he shall spawn a score of mortal progeny.

chaos shall be sown from their passage                                                                               

 

- So sayeth the wise alaundo -

 

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À̵éÀÇ °ÉÀ½ÀÌ ´ê´Â °÷¿¡´Â È¥µ· ¸¸ÀÌ ¼ö³õ¾Æ Áú °ÍÀÌ¶ó                                            

 

- ÇöÀÚ ¾Ë¶ó¿îµµÀÇ ¿¹¾ð Áß -

 

 

 

There in no peace for a Child of Bhaal

 

¹Ù¾ËÀÇ ÀÚ¼Õ¿¡°Ô °áÄÚ ÆòÈ­´Â ã¾Æ¿ÀÁö ¾ÊÀ» °ÍÀ̶ó.

 

 

 

You've learned this lesson time and again as all who are close

to you suffer because of your tainted blood

 

½Ã°£ÀÌ È帧¿¡ µû¶ó ÀÌ°ÍÀº ºÐ¸íÇØ Á³´Ù³×,

±× Ÿ¶ôÇÑ ÇÇ·Î ÀÎÇØ °¡´Â ±æ¸¶´Ù °íÅëÀº ÆÛÁ®³ª°¬À¸´Ï

 

 

 

When Jon Irenicus fell, you had hoped for some sort of respite,

but peril follows you like pestilence

 

Á¸ ÀÌ·¹´ÏÄí½º¸¦ ¾²·¯¶ß¸° ÈÄ ¿µ¿õÀº ÈÞ½ÄÀ» ¹Ù¶óÁö¸¸,

°í³­Àº Àü¿°º´°úµµ °°ÀÌ ¿µ¿õÀ» µû¶ó´Ù³æ³×.

 

 

The time of Prophecy has come

 

°á±¹ ¿¹¾ðÀÇ ½Ã°£ÀÌ µµ·¡ÇÏ¿´³×

 

 

 

 

 

Five Powerful Bhaalspawm have arisen, leading their armies across the Sword Coast, slaughtering their weaker siblings and innocents alike in a wave of massive destruction  

 

5ÀÎÀÇ °­·ÂÇÑ ¹Ù¾ËÀÇ ÀÚ¼ÕÀÌ ¼ºÀåÇÏ¿©,

¼Òµå ÄÚ½ºÆ® Àü¿ª¿¡ ±º´ë¸¦ ÀÏÀ¸Å°°í, ¾àÇÑ ¹Ù¾ËÀÇ ÀÚ¼ÕÀ» »ìÀ°ÇØ ³ª°¬³×

ÇÏÁö¸¸ °Å´ëÇÑ Æı«Çà°¢¿¡µµ À̵éÀº ÀüÇô ¾Æ¶û°÷ ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Ò³×.

 

 

 

Like wildfire, panic spreads before the armies of the Five, and those suspected of

being Children of Bhaal are cast out and reviled

 

5 ÀÎÀÌ À̲ô´Â ±º´ë°¡ °¡´Â °÷¿£ °Ü¿ï »êºÒ°úµµ °°ÀÌ °øÆ÷°¡ ¹øÁ®³ª°¡°í

¹Ù¾ËÀÇ ÀÚ¼ÕÀ̶ó ÀǽɵǴ ÀÚµéÀº õ´ë¹Þ°Ô µÇ¾ú´Ù³×

 

 

Even in Suldanesselar, uneven grows into fear at your presence

 

ÆòÈ­·Î¿î ¿¤ÇÁÀÇ µµ½Ã ¼³´Ü¿¡¼¿¶ó,

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿µ¿õÀÇ Á¸Àç¿¡ ¸ðµÎ µÎ·Á¿òÀ» °¡Áö±â ½ÃÀÛÇϳ×

 

 

Queen Ellesime urges you to visit a sacred groove

where the ancients might shed light on your fate

 

¿¤ÇÁÀÇ ¿©¿Õ ¿¤·¹ÀÚÀÓÀº ½Å¼ºÇÑ ½£À» ãÀ¸¶ó°í Çϸç,

½Å¼ºÇÑ ½£¿¡¼­ À§´ëÇÑ ¼±Á¶µéÀÌ ¿î¸íÀ» ¹àÇôÁÙ °ÍÀ̶ó´Âµ¥

 

 

 

You wonder what part of you will play in the dreaded prophecy

and how long before its culmination devours your soul

 

¾Ë¶ó¿îµµ°¡ ¿¹¾ðÇÑ È¥µ·ÀÇ ½Ã´ë,

³»ºÎÀÇ ¼±°ú ¾Ç ¾î´À °ÍÀÌ µå·¯³¯ °ÍÀΰ¡?

¾ÇÀ» ¹ßÇö½ÃÅ°¸é ±× Ÿ¶ôÇÑ ÇÇ¿¡ ¾î´À Á¤µµ °ßµô ¼ö ÀÖÀ» °ÍÀΰ¡?

¿©±â¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ºÒ¾È°¨Àº ¾î¿ ¼ö ¾ø´Â °ÍÀ̶ó.  

 

 

Only one thing seem to certain

so long as Bhaal's Throne of Blood stands empty, chaos shall reign

 

´Ü ÇÑ°¡Áö¸¸Àº È®½ÇÇØ º¸¿´À¸´Ï,

¹Ù¾ËÀÇ ÇÇÀÇ ¿ÕÁÂÀÇ ÁÖÀÎÀÌ ¾øÀ» °æ¿ì, È¥µ·Àº ¿µ¿øÇÒ °ÍÀÌ´Ù.   

 

 

 

 

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