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【书籍搬运】Spirit of the Daedra 魔族之灵

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 你们怎样认识我们

 死亡,失败,以及恐惧

 我们不会死。我们不惧怕死亡。

 摧毁肉体,精神被扔进无尽黑暗。但精神会回来。

 但我们并不都勇敢。

 我们能感到痛苦,并且为之恐惧。我们能感到羞耻,并且为之恐惧。我们能感到失落,并且为之恐惧。我们痛恨无尽黑暗,并且为之恐惧。

 小鬼有很少的思想,因此没有很大的恐惧。

 无眼魔没有思想,也无法恐惧。

 魔人有深刻的思想,因此必须征服恐惧。

 

 部族盟约

 我们并非生于父母,但我们有亲属和部族。

 部族是强大的。部族形成主体和思想。

 部族中有力量和理想。

 

 誓言盟约

 我们经由选择而服务。我们为强者服务,他们的力量便能保护我们。

 部族由长期的惯例而服务,但惯例也会更改。

 魔人为大衮服务了很久,但并非永远。

 当誓言盟约稳固,信任被共用时,惯例便稳固。

 当誓言盟约变得脆弱,便有痛苦、羞耻、失落,无尽黑暗,以及巨大的恐惧。

 

 我们如何看待凡人

 也许你们觉得小鬼很滑稽,无眼魔很粗野。

 那么你们认为我们对你们人类是怎样想的?

 你们是猎物,我们是猎手。

 小鬼是猎犬,无眼魔将你们驱赶出洞。

 你们的血肉是香甜的,猎杀的过程是有趣的。

 就像你们有时会称赞狐狸或野兔,赞赏它的狡猾和迅速,在猎狗撕扯它的血肉时哀悼一样,我们有时也赞赏我们的猎物,当它逃脱我们的陷阱或是躲避追捕时暗暗鼓掌。

 但,如同所有世俗的事物,你们终会疲惫,倒下。你们会变老,变丑,变弱,变蠢。你们终会失败,或早或晚。

 有时猎物会转向我们,咬我们。这是一件小事。当受伤或疲倦时,我们便飞走等待回复。有时宝贵的物品会遗失,但这样的风险令猎杀更加甜蜜。

 

 凡人的谜

 凡人命中注定,无法逃避死亡和失败。

 有一点我们永远无法理解——为什么你们不绝望?

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Spirit of the Daedra
A look into the Daedric mindset


HOW YOU SHOULD KNOW US

DEATH, DEFEAT, AND FEAR
We do not die. We do not fear death.
Destroy the Body, and the Animus is cast into The Darkness. But the Animus returns.
But we are not all brave.
We feel pain, and fear it. We feel shame, and fear it. We feel loss, and fear it. We hate the Darkness, and fear it.
The Scamps have small thoughts, and cannot fear greatly.
The Vermai have no thoughts, and cannot fear.
The Dremora have deep thoughts, and must master fear to overcome it.
 

THE CLAN BOND
We are not born; we have not fathers nor mothers, yet we have kin and clans.
The clan-form is strong. It shapes body and thought.
In the clan-form is strength and purpose.
 

THE OATH BOND
We serve by choice. We serve the strong, so that their strength might shield us.
Clans serve by long-practice, but practice may change.
Dremora have long served Dagon but not always so.
Practice is secure when oath-bonds are secure, and trust is shared.
When oath-bonds are weak, there is pain, and shame, and loss, and Darkness, and great fear.
 

HOW WE THINK ABOUT MAN
Perhaps you find Scamps comic, and Vermai brutish.
How then do you imagine we view you humans?
You are the Prey, and we are the Huntsmen.
The Scamps are the Hounds, and the Vermai the Beaters.
Your flesh is sweet, and the chase is diverting.
As you may sometimes praise the fox or hare, admiring its cunning and speed, and lamenting as the hounds tear its flesh, so do we sometimes admire our prey, and secretly applaud when it cheats our snares or eludes pursuit.
But, like all worldly things, you will in time wear, and be used up. You age, grow ugly, weak, and foolish. You are always lost, late or soon.
Sometimes the prey turns upon us and bites. It is a small thing. When wounded or weary, we fly away to restore. Sometimes a precious thing is lost, but that risk makes the chase all the sweeter.
 

MAN'S MYSTERY
Man is mortal, and doomed to death and failure and loss.
This lies beyond our comprehension - why do you not despair?

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