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【书籍搬运】Invocation of Azura 阿祖拉之祷

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原文作者: Sigillah Parate

原文地址: http://www.uesp.net/wiki/Skyrim:Invocation_of_Azura

我担任阿祖拉的女祭司三百年了。阿祖拉即月影魔君,蔷薇圣母和夜空女王。每逢初种月,我们在第21天庆祝,呼唤她的指引,向我们最尊贵和美丽的女主人献上珍贵之物。我们不会在处于雷暴的初种月里打扰她,因为那些夜晚属于一个颠者,希奥格拉丝,尽管有时就会撞上这样的日子。每逢此时,阿祖拉会理解我们的谨慎。

对阿祖拉的祈祷是非常特别的。我已是其他三个迪德拉王子的女祭司,但阿祖拉尊重信徒的品行,和我们崇拜她的背后真相。我16岁时是一名黑精灵女仆,参加了祖母的女巫聚会,成员都是莫拉格·巴尔,阴谋公主的信徒。敲诈、抢劫和行贿同样是莫拉格·巴尔女巫与黑色魔法并行的武器。对莫拉格·巴尔的祈祷呼唤于夜星月的第20天,天气是暴雨之时则除外。这个仪式很少错过;不过,莫拉格·巴尔经常会在其他日子里伪装成凡人,现身于信徒前。在试图毒死烈火堡的继承者时,我的祖母死了,因此我就重新考虑了自己对这个教派的信仰。

我的哥哥是勃耶西亚教派的巫师,他告诉我,黑暗勇士比狡诈的莫拉格·巴尔更接近我的灵魂。勃耶西亚是好战公主,行动意图比任何一位迪德拉更明显。以数年的藏匿和施诈,为一个直接了当的女主人做事,造成直接影响的感觉真好。况且,我喜欢一个黑精灵族的迪德拉。我们的教派祈祷呼唤她的那一天,称为Gauntlet,是日晓月的第二天。血腥的角斗赛在她的荣誉下举行,一直持续到有九个信徒被其他信徒亲手杀死为止。我想,有一次自己真的看见了她的笑容,那时,我在陪练时失手杀死我的哥哥。我恐惧而惊骇,我肯定,她那时非常非常的高兴。

之后我离开了这个教派。勃耶西亚对我而言毫无人性,冷酷至极。我迫切地想信仰一名新的女主人。我接下来18年的生活里,没有供奉任何神。相反,我进行阅读和研究。深不可测之夜中,在一本古老的异教书里,我偶遇“诺克特纳尔”这个名字 – 夜之女士诺克特纳尔。正如书中说明的规则,我在她的神圣之日,炉火月的第三天呼唤她。最后,我发现,我找到了,长久以来自己梦寐以求的那位女主人。我努力理解她错综复杂的理论,她神秘痛苦的来源。和她有关的一切都被黑暗笼罩着,甚至她说话的方式和她需要我做的事。多年后,我终于简单地意识到,自己永远无法理解夜之女士。她的神秘,正和勃耶西亚的蛮横和莫拉格·巴尔的狡诈一样必不可少。理解了夜之女士即是否定了她,拉开了她黑暗领域的卷帘。我全心全意爱着她,我明白了她的谜团根本无法解开。所以我把心转到她的姐妹,阿祖拉上。

阿祖拉是我见过的唯一一位关心自己信徒的迪德拉公主。莫拉格·巴尔只想有我的思想,勃耶西亚只想有我的臂力,诺克特纳尔只想有我的好奇心。阿祖拉想要这一切,最先是我们的爱戴。不是我们下贱的阿谀谄媚,而是我们在一切形式上对她的赤诚之心和关爱。把我们的情感倾注到对她的崇拜中是非常重要的。我们的爱慕也要发自内心。倘若我们爱慕她而憎恨自己,她就会感受到我们的痛苦。而我,会,永无二心的,追随阿祖拉。

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Invocation of Azura
by Sigillah Parate
A work written by the High Priestess of Azura arguing the superiority of Azura to other Daedra Princes


This is the modern version of this book. A similar but not identical book exists in Daggerfall; seeInvocation of Azura for the Daggerfall version.

For three hundred years I have been a priestess of Azura, the Daedric Princess of Moonshadow, Mother of the Rose, and Queen of the Night Sky. Every Hogithum, which we celebrate on the 21st of First Seed, we summon her for guidance, as well as to offer things of worth and beauty to Her Majesty. She is a cruel but wise mistress. We do not invoke her on any Hogithum troubled by thunderstorms, for those nights belong to the Mad One, Sheogorath, even if they do coincide with the occasion. Azura at such times understands our caution.
Azura's invocation is a very personal one. I have been priestess to three other Daedric Princes, but Azura values the quality of her worshippers, and the truth behind our adoration of her. When I was a Dark Elven maid of sixteen, I joined my grandmother's coven, worshippers of Molag Bal, the Schemer Princess. Blackmail, extortion, and bribery are as much the weapons of the Witches of Molag Bal as is dark magic. The Invocation of Molag Bal is held on the 20th of Evening Star, except during stormy weather. This ceremony is seldom missed, but Molag Bal often appears to her cultists in mortal guise on other dates. When my grandmother died in an attempt to poison the heir of Firewatch, I re-examined my faith in the cult.
My brother was a wizard of the cult of Boethiah -and from what he told me, the Dark Warrior was closer to my spirit than the treacherous Molag Bal. Boethiah is a Warrior Princess who acts more overtly than any other Daedroth. After years of skulking and scheming, it felt good to perform acts for a mistress which had direct, immediate consequences. Besides, I liked it that Boethiah was a Daedra of the Dark Elves. Our cult would summon her on the day we called the Gauntlet, the 2nd of Sun's Dusk. Bloody competitions would be held in her honor, and the duels and battles would continue until nine cultists were killed at the hands of other cultists. Boethiah cared little for her cultists-she only cared for our blood. I do think I saw her smile when I accidentally slew my brother in a sparring session. My horror, I think, greatly pleased her.
I left the cult soon after that. Boethiah was too impersonal for me, too cold. I wanted a mistress of greater depth. For the next eighteen years of my life, I worshipped no one. Instead I read and researched. It was in an old and profane tome that I came upon the name of Nocturnal -Nocturnal the Night Mistress, Nocturnal the Unfathomable. As the book prescribed, I called to her on her holy day, the 3rd of Hearth Fire. At last I had found the personal mistress I had so long desired. I strove to understand her labyrinthine philosophy, the source of her mysterious pain. Everything about her was dark and shrouded, even the way she spoke and the acts she required of me. It took years for me to understand the simple fact that I could never understand Nocturnal. Her mystery was as essential to her as savagery was to Boethiah or treachery was to Molag Bal. To understand Nocturnal is to negate her, to pull back the curtains cloaking her realm of darkness. As much as I loved her, I recognized the futility of unraveling her enigmas. I turned instead to her sister, Azura.
Azura is the only Daedra Princess I have ever worshipped who seems to care about her followers. Molag Bal wanted my mind, Boethiah wanted my arms, and Nocturnal perhaps my curiosity. Azura wants all of that, and our love above all. Not our abject slavering, but our honest and genuine caring in all its forms. It is important to her that our emotions be engaged in her worship. And our love must also be directed inward. If we love her and hate ourselves, she feels our pain. I will, for all time, have no other mistress.

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