quinta-feira, 27 de janeiro de 2011

Middle-earth Quest

Abaixo encontram aquilo que tenho para dizer sobre o novo vício familiar, o novo templo da jogatana, a nova prioridade do mundo ocidental, I dare say, do planeta: o Middle-earth Quest, da Fantasy Flight Games, o jogo que pegou e partiu completamente o A Game of Thrones e que apenas está disponível para nós, meros mortais, graças à iniciativa do Pedro Gil, que num momento de inspiração divina, decidiu adquirir esta obra-prima, este hino à nerdisse, ao apego e interesse por uma excelente série de livros (que na realidade é só um livro), onde encontramos desde o "Gollum! Gollum!" até ao:

"Here do I swear fealty and service to Gondor, and to the Lord and Steward of the realm, to speak and to be silent, to do and to let be, to come and to go, in need or plenty, in peace or war, in living or dying, from this hour henceforth, until my lord release me, or death take me, or the world end."

The Lord of the Rings, The Return of The King.
Chapter: 'Minas Tirith'.

E mais não digo. Mas diz Ele! Enjoy...

"With a terrible cry the Balrog fell forward, and its shadow plunged down and vanished. But even as it fell it swung its whip, and the thongs lashed and curled about the wizard's knees, dragging him to the brink. He staggered, and fell, grasped vainly at the stone, and slid into the abyss. "Fly you fools!" he cried, and was gone."

The Lord of the Rings, Fellowship Of The Ring.
Chapter: 'The Bridge of Khazad-dûm'.

"At that sound the bent shape of the king sprang suddenly erect. Tall and proud he seemed again; and rising in his stirrups he cried in a loud voice, more clear than any there had ever heard a mortal man achieve before:

Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden!
Fell deeds awake, fire and slaughter!
Spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered!
A sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!

With that he seized a great horn from Guthláf his banner-bearer, and he blew such a blast upon it that it burst asunder. And straightway all the horns in the host were lifted up in music, and the blowing of the horns of Rohan in that hour was like a storm upon the plain and a thunder in the mountains. Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!"

The Lord of the Rings, The Return Of The King.
Chapter: 'The Ride of the Rohirrim'.