Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           Can’tyouseewhatishappening?Threeyearsago,Nilfgaarddisturbedasmallstoneonthemountainsideandnowtheyarecalmlywailingforanavalanche.Theycansimply

           waitwhilenewstoneskeeppouringdowntheslope.Because,tosome,thatfirstsmallstonelookedlikeaboulderwhichwouldbeimpossibletomove.Andsinceitturnedoutthatameretouchsufficedtosetitrolling,othersappearedforwhomanavalanchewouldproveconvenient.FromtheGreyMountainstoBremer-voord,elvencommandosrovetheforests–thisisnolongerasmallgroupofguerrillafighters,thisiswar.Justwaitandwe’llseethefreeelvesofDolBlathannarisingtofight.InMahakamthedwarvesarerebelling,thedryadsofBrokilonaregrowingbolderandbolder.Thisiswar,waronagrandscale.Civilwar.Domestic.Ourown.WhileNilfgaardwaits…Whosesideyouthinktimeison?TheScoia’taelcommandoshavethirty-orforty-yearoldelvesfightingforthem.Andtheyliveforthreehundredyears!Theyhavetime,wedon’t!"

           "TheScoia’tael,"admittedHenselt,"havebecomearealthorninthebackside.They’reparalysingmytradeandtransport,terrorisingthefarmers…wehavetoputanendtothis!"

           "Ifthenon-humanswantwar,theywillgetit,"threwinFoltestofTemeria."Ihavealwaysbeenanadvocateofmutualagreementandco-existencebutiftheypreferatestofstrengththenwewillseewhoisthestronger.Iamready.