用于翻译,弄完我会删除cawdor
I want to tell you a tale of my youth, my son. Many years ago, 1039 to be exact, Scotland was in turmoil. Rebellion raged across the land. I was only a young friar, but King Duncan bade I accompany his generals and their supplies to Nairn. Once there, we were to crush a local rebellion led by Macdowland, Theign of Cawdor, aided by the King of Norway. Little did I know the great events that would soon envelop me.
durham
With Cawdor defeated, Duncan's thoughts turned to Siward, an English nobleman who had harrassed Scottish borders for years. Vowing to end the bloodshed, Duncan's army drove Siward south to Durham. There Siward sheltered in Durham Castle, his army encamped outside the city. Duncan called me to parley with the local Bishop, Cedric, and gain permission to assault Durham and its mighty cathederal.
Turkey Run
Everything was back to normal in Scotland. The farmers tilled their fields, the shepherds herded their sheep... which reminds me: many years ago, two of my Parishoners had to take their turkeys to the church market...
Help Bonni and Fingail take at least five turkeys to the churchyard to sell at market.
[此贴子已经被作者于2006-03-24 19:51:29编辑过]
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