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Os territórios do continente de Vaelor — cada um com seu poder, sua história e seu preço.
The territories of the continent of Vaelor — each with its power, its history and its price.
Terytoria kontynentu Vaeloru — każde z własną mocą, historią i ceną.
Capital Imperial Imperial CapitalStolica Cesarska
"Ouro e fogo contra pedra negra."
"Gold and fire against black stone."
O coração do Império. Uma cidade que nunca apaga as luzes. De longe, Vaela brilha como sempre. De perto, quem conhece seus corredores sabe que esse brilho pode parecer doentio — carne lustrosa cobrindo uma ferida aberta. É daqui que a Imperatriz governa. É daqui que as decisões que afetam onze domínios são tomadas em salas de pedra negra, à luz de candelabros, sem arauto e sem registro.
The heart of the Empire. A city that never extinguishes its lights. From afar, Vaela shines as always. Up close, those who know its corridors know that this glow can seem sickly — lustrous flesh covering an open wound. This is where the Empress rules. This is where the decisions that affect eleven domains are made in rooms of black stone, by candlelight, without herald and without record.
Serce Cesarstwa. Miasto, które nigdy nie gasi świateł. Z daleka Vaela błyszczy jak zawsze. Z bliska ci, którzy znają jej korytarze, wiedzą, że ten blask może wyglądać chorobliwie — lśniące ciało pokrywające otwartą ranę. Stąd Cesarzowa rządzi. Stąd decyzje wpływające na jedenaście domen podejmowane są w salach z czarnego kamienia, przy świetle kandelabrów, bez herolda i bez zapisu.
Além da Fronteira Beyond the BorderZa Granicą
"Terra dos gigantes ancestrais. O horizonte sul sangra para o céu."
"Land of ancestral giants. The southern horizon bleeds into the sky."
No horizonte sul, o céu tem uma qualidade avermelhada permanente que não é aurora nem incêndio. São as montanhas de Vhal-Kor sangrando — rios de lava descendo devagar pelas encostas, fendas luminosas cortando a terra, garras contra pedra no escuro. Os livros não fazem justiça. Primeiro vem o som. Território conquistado além da fronteira imperial — o Império ainda não sabe bem como chamá-lo, porque chamá-lo de território é admitir que perdeu.
On the southern horizon, the sky has a permanent reddish quality that is neither dawn nor wildfire. It is the mountains of Vhal-Kor bleeding — rivers of lava slowly descending the slopes, luminous fissures cutting the earth, claws against stone in the dark. Books don't do it justice. First comes the sound. Territory conquered beyond the imperial border — the Empire still doesn't know quite what to call it, because calling it territory is admitting it lost.
Na południowym horyzoncie niebo ma stałą czerwonawą jakość, która nie jest ani świtem, ani pożarem. To krwawią góry Vhal-Kor — rzeki lawy powoli spływające po zboczach, świetliste szczeliny tnące ziemię, pazury na kamieniu w ciemności. Książki nie oddają sprawiedliwości. Najpierw przychodzi dźwięk. Terytorium zdobyte za granicą cesarską — Cesarstwo wciąż nie bardzo wie, jak to nazwać, bo nazwanie tego terytorium oznaczałoby przyznanie, że przegrało.
As Primeiras Raízes The First RootsPierwsze Korzenie
"Alimenta metade do continente."
"Feeds half the continent."
Cereais, gado, madeira. As colheitas que impedem que onze domínios passem fome em anos ruins. O poder de Terravyn não está nas muralhas — está no fato de que sem ela, o Império passa fome. No coração mais fechado do domínio, nas Montanhas do Tigre, existe a aldeia de Ishkara — pequena demais para aparecer nos mapas de Vaela. Afastada demais para interessar aos mercadores de Rethis.
Grain, cattle, timber. The harvests that prevent eleven domains from starving in bad years. Terravyn's power is not in its walls — it is in the fact that without it, the Empire starves. At the most remote heart of the domain, in the Tiger Mountains, lies the village of Ishkara — too small to appear on Vaela's maps. Too remote to interest Rethis merchants.
Zboże, bydło, drewno. Plony, które nie pozwalają jedenastu domenom głodować w złych latach. Moc Terravyn nie tkwi w murach — tkwi w fakcie, że bez niej Cesarstwo głoduje. W najbardziej odległym sercu domeny, w Górach Tygrysa, leży wioska Ishkara — zbyt mała, by pojawiać się na mapach Vaeli. Zbyt odległa, by interesować kupców z Rethis.
Os Caminhos The RoadsDrogi
"Quem controla as estradas, controla o fluxo do mundo."
"Who controls the roads, controls the flow of the world."
O domínio que controla as rotas comerciais do continente. O Titanus de Rethis não precisa de exércitos — precisa apenas de portagens e de paciência. Vhal-Kor foi esculpido de território que pertencia a Rethis — terra que o Império havia considerado pacificada. O que cresceu ali provou que o Império estava errado.
The domain that controls the continent's trade routes. The Titanus of Rethis needs no armies — only tolls and patience. Vhal-Kor was carved from territory that belonged to Rethis — land the Empire had considered pacified. What grew there proved the Empire was wrong.
Domena kontrolująca szlaki handlowe kontynentu. Titanus Rethis nie potrzebuje armii — potrzebuje jedynie ceł i cierpliwości. Vhal-Kor zostało wykute z terytorium należącego do Rethis — ziemi, którą Cesarstwo uważało za spacyfikowaną. To, co tam wyrosło, udowodniło, że Cesarstwo się myliło.
As Profundezas The DepthsGłębiny
"Quem controla as rotas marítimas, controla o que o mundo não vê."
"Who controls the sea routes, controls what the world cannot see."
O domínio das águas. O Titanus de Nythara governa as rotas marítimas — o comércio que viaja pela superfície do mar e tudo o que passa por baixo dela. Um poder que opera em silêncio, como as próprias profundezas — nomeado em honra a Nyxthal, a deusa que amava em silêncio e sem deixar voltar.
The domain of waters. The Titanus of Nythara governs maritime routes — the trade that travels across the sea's surface and everything that passes beneath it. A power that operates in silence, like the depths themselves — named in honor of Nyxthal, the goddess who loved in silence and without letting return.
Domena wód. Titanus Nythara zarządza szlakami morskimi — handlem poruszającym się po powierzchni morza i wszystkim, co przepływa pod nią. Władza działająca w ciszy, jak same głębiny — nazwana ku czci Nyxthal, bogini, która kochała w ciszy i bez pozwalania powracać.
A Coroa The CrownKorona
"Onde insultos têm peso de pedra."
"Where insults carry the weight of stone."
Território de nobre linhagem e julgamentos públicos. É em Orialis que acusar alguém de ter sangue manchado pode ser o pior golpe que se desfere — não porque seja verdade, mas porque é impossível provar que não é. A memória de Kaelthar sobrevive aqui como o maior insulto que se pode lançar contra uma família.
Territory of noble lineage and public judgments. It is in Orialis that accusing someone of having tainted blood can be the worst blow struck — not because it is true, but because it is impossible to prove it isn't. The memory of Kaelthar survives here as the greatest insult that can be thrown against a family.
Terytorium szlachetnego rodu i publicznych sądów. To w Orialis oskarżenie kogoś o posiadanie splamionej krwi może być najgorszym zadanym ciosem — nie dlatego, że jest prawdą, ale dlatego, że nie można udowodnić, że nią nie jest. Pamięć o Kaeltharze przetrwała tu jako największa zniewaga, jaką można rzucić na rodzinę.