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#1288136
>>Po.1288135
falcon, any of nearly 60 species of hawks of the family Falconidae (order Falconiformes), diurnal birds of prey characterized by long, pointed wings and swift, powerful flight. The name is applied in a restricted sense, as true falcons, to the genus Falco, which numbers more than 35 species. Falcons occur virtually worldwide. They range in size from about 15 cm (6 inches) long in the falconets (Microhierax) to about 60 cm (24 inches) in the gyrfalcon, an Arctic species. In true falcons the female is the larger and bolder of the sexes and is preferred for the sport of falconry. Falcons have plumes called “flags” on their legs and a notch in the beak that is well developed in the genus Falco to form a “tooth.”
falcon, any of nearly 60 species of hawks of the family Falconidae (order Falconiformes), diurnal birds of prey characterized by long, pointed wings and swift, powerful flight. The name is applied in a restricted sense, as true falcons, to the genus Falco, which numbers more than 35 species. Falcons occur virtually worldwide. They range in size from about 15 cm (6 inches) long in the falconets (Microhierax) to about 60 cm (24 inches) in the gyrfalcon, an Arctic species. In true falcons the female is the larger and bolder of the sexes and is preferred for the sport of falconry. Falcons have plumes called “flags” on their legs and a notch in the beak that is well developed in the genus Falco to form a “tooth.”
#1288150
@492 = ~Look, it is an almarol cedar. Seedling, how did you come to grow so far from home? Do you mark the grave of a lonely traveler like me?~
@493 = ~Dare not touch that branch, elf! If you are in need to break anything, break your arm!~
@494 = ~I think it will take you slightly beyond your field of expertise, however.~
@495 = ~I do not mind that, elf. I know that the fair folk's perception of nature is different than that of other races. I expect a twist.~
@496 = ~Faldorn, your cunning in protecting all things living is commendable, but it is misdirected. I am but enjoying the scent of the plant, which is common in my homeland, and is rare outside it.~
@497 = ~Whatever, just don't you harm it!~
@498 = ~*dreamily* I once cut a branch of it to put it in the betrothal wreath for my bride.~
@499 = ~*snorts* How typical! To hurt a plant for a moment's need, and then cast it away after it dried.~
@500 = ~The wreath I made, the wreath of Shilmista, does not wither, Faldorn, for as long as the lovers who made it are true to each other.~
@501 = ~I found it, Faldorn, after I returned... returned to where Deheriana and I were captured by the bandits. It was still green and fresh when I set it to the river waters, saying my farewells to her...~
@493 = ~Dare not touch that branch, elf! If you are in need to break anything, break your arm!~
@494 = ~I think it will take you slightly beyond your field of expertise, however.~
@495 = ~I do not mind that, elf. I know that the fair folk's perception of nature is different than that of other races. I expect a twist.~
@496 = ~Faldorn, your cunning in protecting all things living is commendable, but it is misdirected. I am but enjoying the scent of the plant, which is common in my homeland, and is rare outside it.~
@497 = ~Whatever, just don't you harm it!~
@498 = ~*dreamily* I once cut a branch of it to put it in the betrothal wreath for my bride.~
@499 = ~*snorts* How typical! To hurt a plant for a moment's need, and then cast it away after it dried.~
@500 = ~The wreath I made, the wreath of Shilmista, does not wither, Faldorn, for as long as the lovers who made it are true to each other.~
@501 = ~I found it, Faldorn, after I returned... returned to where Deheriana and I were captured by the bandits. It was still green and fresh when I set it to the river waters, saying my farewells to her...~
#1288151
@502 = ~How may I assist you, Imoen?~
@503 = ~Uhm? Oh, no, it's nothing. Only... only I caught a glimpse of your hands when you were shooting the bow. Wanted to see the elven technique and all.~
@504 = ~I would gladly train you, Imoen.~
@505 = ~Thanks. But I was thinking about those scars you have. That must have hurt so...~
@506 = ~An adventurer's road is a dangerous one, Imoen. You will receive wounds yourself sooner or later and once they heal there will be scars.~
@507 = ~You think I will have scars? I thought magical healing removes all traces. There are salves and potions...~
@508 = ~Imoen, any wound leaves a trace. *Kivan flexes his fingers.* I thought that I would never be able to shoot a bow, not the way my wrists were smashed, and my arms were burned by Tazok's men.~
@509 = ~I saw my own blackened bones... an ugly sight. Yet I can, though my fingers lost their former agility.~
@510 = ~Ewww... Kivan, I am sorry, I did not want to remind you...~
@511 = ~The memory is ever with me, Imoen. The body heals, but the deepest wounds, they will not close.~
@512 = ~*quietly* You mean the wounds inflicted onto a person's soul?~
@513 = ~Yes.~
@514 = ~Be careful, child. It is slippery here.~
@515 = ~Child! Me? Child? Hmmmph! I can't be so much younger than you! How old are you, anyway?~
@516 = ~I have seen two hundred and twenty four summers, Imoen.~
@517 = ~Two hundred... Wow, you ARE old!~
@518 = ~Now, that is music to my ears.~
@519 = ~Huh? Oh, well. Anyway, I am already twenty. Well, I will be on my next name day. That's in Kythorn... very soon. At least Gorion thought I might have been born in Kythorn.~
@503 = ~Uhm? Oh, no, it's nothing. Only... only I caught a glimpse of your hands when you were shooting the bow. Wanted to see the elven technique and all.~
@504 = ~I would gladly train you, Imoen.~
@505 = ~Thanks. But I was thinking about those scars you have. That must have hurt so...~
@506 = ~An adventurer's road is a dangerous one, Imoen. You will receive wounds yourself sooner or later and once they heal there will be scars.~
@507 = ~You think I will have scars? I thought magical healing removes all traces. There are salves and potions...~
@508 = ~Imoen, any wound leaves a trace. *Kivan flexes his fingers.* I thought that I would never be able to shoot a bow, not the way my wrists were smashed, and my arms were burned by Tazok's men.~
@509 = ~I saw my own blackened bones... an ugly sight. Yet I can, though my fingers lost their former agility.~
@510 = ~Ewww... Kivan, I am sorry, I did not want to remind you...~
@511 = ~The memory is ever with me, Imoen. The body heals, but the deepest wounds, they will not close.~
@512 = ~*quietly* You mean the wounds inflicted onto a person's soul?~
@513 = ~Yes.~
@514 = ~Be careful, child. It is slippery here.~
@515 = ~Child! Me? Child? Hmmmph! I can't be so much younger than you! How old are you, anyway?~
@516 = ~I have seen two hundred and twenty four summers, Imoen.~
@517 = ~Two hundred... Wow, you ARE old!~
@518 = ~Now, that is music to my ears.~
@519 = ~Huh? Oh, well. Anyway, I am already twenty. Well, I will be on my next name day. That's in Kythorn... very soon. At least Gorion thought I might have been born in Kythorn.~
#1288153
>>Po.1288133
@658 = ~It is overcast, and it seems that the world is mourning my lost Deheriana with me.~
@659 = ~It is mourning our unhappy prospects. A shadow lies on my heart, Kivan, and I have a foreboding that we will not live to see another sunrise. Then you will rejoin with Deheriana in Arvandor, and I shall pass without trace into the night - in the best case, that is.~
@660 = ~Melancholy cloaks you tightly, mellonamin. Can I offer you a sip from my wineskin to lift your spirit somewhat? I am in need of that myself tonight, to be honest. It is certainly not Elverquisst, but it has a pleasant enough taste and does the job.~
@661 = ~There are worse things one can do afore his death than drink in a good company. Let us try that elixir of yours.~
@662 = ~They say it is not good to drink in silence. What do you think about this, Xan?~
@663 = ~I was pondering if I should be buried with a wine stain on my tunic. An uneasy thought. Another sip, perhaps?~
@664 = ~Let me tell you, Xan, that wine stain on your tunic... it is not... not going to be lonely... in your burial mound! *laughs*~
@665 = ~Seems that it... it got a litt'le friend! He-he. But I am not going to give them pleasure, and die tomorrow. Oh, no! I am so much smarter than this! I am gonna live for another century! Kivan, how did that wineskin get so light of a sudden?~
@666 = ~I think... it is a good plan, Xan. What is the point to die tomorrow, when there are so many pleasures yet... ? You know... girls... songs... wine...~
@667 = ~You got it right, mellonamin. How did it go? Live fast... die young... and something about good-looking corpse... I can make a good-looking corpse... once I die of the ripe age, that is...~
@668 = ~Kivan, what you say we... we quit that aimless roaming in the woods and ride ahead? Two carefree men, a sword in hand, a song on our lips... mayhap some wench to bed...~
@669 = ~Jolly good idea, Xan! Only about the girl... I do not know... I do not think... I should... You do not happen to remember? Am I married, or something?~
@658 = ~It is overcast, and it seems that the world is mourning my lost Deheriana with me.~
@659 = ~It is mourning our unhappy prospects. A shadow lies on my heart, Kivan, and I have a foreboding that we will not live to see another sunrise. Then you will rejoin with Deheriana in Arvandor, and I shall pass without trace into the night - in the best case, that is.~
@660 = ~Melancholy cloaks you tightly, mellonamin. Can I offer you a sip from my wineskin to lift your spirit somewhat? I am in need of that myself tonight, to be honest. It is certainly not Elverquisst, but it has a pleasant enough taste and does the job.~
@661 = ~There are worse things one can do afore his death than drink in a good company. Let us try that elixir of yours.~
@662 = ~They say it is not good to drink in silence. What do you think about this, Xan?~
@663 = ~I was pondering if I should be buried with a wine stain on my tunic. An uneasy thought. Another sip, perhaps?~
@664 = ~Let me tell you, Xan, that wine stain on your tunic... it is not... not going to be lonely... in your burial mound! *laughs*~
@665 = ~Seems that it... it got a litt'le friend! He-he. But I am not going to give them pleasure, and die tomorrow. Oh, no! I am so much smarter than this! I am gonna live for another century! Kivan, how did that wineskin get so light of a sudden?~
@666 = ~I think... it is a good plan, Xan. What is the point to die tomorrow, when there are so many pleasures yet... ? You know... girls... songs... wine...~
@667 = ~You got it right, mellonamin. How did it go? Live fast... die young... and something about good-looking corpse... I can make a good-looking corpse... once I die of the ripe age, that is...~
@668 = ~Kivan, what you say we... we quit that aimless roaming in the woods and ride ahead? Two carefree men, a sword in hand, a song on our lips... mayhap some wench to bed...~
@669 = ~Jolly good idea, Xan! Only about the girl... I do not know... I do not think... I should... You do not happen to remember? Am I married, or something?~
#1288154
>>Po.1288153
@679 = ~Ooh! I think I am about to die. Strange, death is so close, and it does not scare me a single bit. No, it is not death... Kivan? Kivan, are you trying to pretend to be a *gray* elf? *tries to laugh* Ooooh!~
@680 = ~Mellonamin, my complexion is the last thing that I am worried about right now... I am more concerned about my ability to fight.~
@681 = ~*moans* Do I still remember my spells? Ooooh! Does not matter... my magic only delays the inevitable destruction of this group.~
@682 = ~I think you were looking through your spellbook, Xan, but I cannot be sure... I cannot remember much from the last night, and I suspect it is for the best.~
@683 = ~Elves! Bah! Went all queasy after a glass of wine. Heh! A single sip of dwarven ale and you'd be dead. Hah!~
@684 = ~'Tis strange that ye had such a strong reaction to the wine. I've drunk more wine than that and not got tipsy. When I really want to drink, I go fer dwarven ale!~
@685 = ~*moans* Oh, no...~
@686 = ~That is certainly not... possible.~
@687 = ~Me tools o' trade, ranger. Ye go 'bout yer business 'n' leave me ta mine.~
@688 = ~What sort of being are you to own tools invented by dark minds to inflict pain on the unfortunate?~
@689 = ~Pfeh! They was last used in th' 'peelin' o' taters fer dinner last night. So don't fret yerself; ye'd make such a sorry, sour meal, I would nay wanna dull the edge on ye.~
@690 = ~I am not unfamiliar with the feeling of these tools against my body.~
@691 = ~And still yappin' so? Not *these* tools, then.~
@692 = ~All this is going into the fire, and I am going to keep a very close eye on you...~
@693 = ~No, ye don't! Ye'll be at the fires first yerself, elf!~
@694 = ~<CHARNAME>, wake up! The halfling keeps a set of torture tools. Are you blind, or are you devoid of morals?~
@695 = ~Stow it, <CHARNAME>! Yer new 'friend' here be takin' a sickly interest in me gear.~
@696 = ~Nought more nor other 'n' what I been doin'. Yer elf be havin' a fit fer hisself, though.~
@697 = ~You are a fair commander, <CHARNAME>.~
@698 = ~Elf disease be catchin', I see. C'mon, Xzar. Let's go afore we starts huggin' trees 'n' shovin' dinner up our arses like these here.~
@679 = ~Ooh! I think I am about to die. Strange, death is so close, and it does not scare me a single bit. No, it is not death... Kivan? Kivan, are you trying to pretend to be a *gray* elf? *tries to laugh* Ooooh!~
@680 = ~Mellonamin, my complexion is the last thing that I am worried about right now... I am more concerned about my ability to fight.~
@681 = ~*moans* Do I still remember my spells? Ooooh! Does not matter... my magic only delays the inevitable destruction of this group.~
@682 = ~I think you were looking through your spellbook, Xan, but I cannot be sure... I cannot remember much from the last night, and I suspect it is for the best.~
@683 = ~Elves! Bah! Went all queasy after a glass of wine. Heh! A single sip of dwarven ale and you'd be dead. Hah!~
@684 = ~'Tis strange that ye had such a strong reaction to the wine. I've drunk more wine than that and not got tipsy. When I really want to drink, I go fer dwarven ale!~
@685 = ~*moans* Oh, no...~
@686 = ~That is certainly not... possible.~
@687 = ~Me tools o' trade, ranger. Ye go 'bout yer business 'n' leave me ta mine.~
@688 = ~What sort of being are you to own tools invented by dark minds to inflict pain on the unfortunate?~
@689 = ~Pfeh! They was last used in th' 'peelin' o' taters fer dinner last night. So don't fret yerself; ye'd make such a sorry, sour meal, I would nay wanna dull the edge on ye.~
@690 = ~I am not unfamiliar with the feeling of these tools against my body.~
@691 = ~And still yappin' so? Not *these* tools, then.~
@692 = ~All this is going into the fire, and I am going to keep a very close eye on you...~
@693 = ~No, ye don't! Ye'll be at the fires first yerself, elf!~
@694 = ~<CHARNAME>, wake up! The halfling keeps a set of torture tools. Are you blind, or are you devoid of morals?~
@695 = ~Stow it, <CHARNAME>! Yer new 'friend' here be takin' a sickly interest in me gear.~
@696 = ~Nought more nor other 'n' what I been doin'. Yer elf be havin' a fit fer hisself, though.~
@697 = ~You are a fair commander, <CHARNAME>.~
@698 = ~Elf disease be catchin', I see. C'mon, Xzar. Let's go afore we starts huggin' trees 'n' shovin' dinner up our arses like these here.~
#1288183
>>Po.1286555
Because most of the work is accomplished by external programs called by WeiDU, it's important that you do not close the window until the sound files are done processing.
Musical Themes Used (those not listed are unknown):
Ajantis: Federation Mission Failure (from Star Trek: Starfleet Command) by Ron Jones
Alora: The Heartland by Bill Brown
Coran: Gwinever by Aquarium
Coran Romance (Good path): Recercada Tercera by Diego Ortiz
Coran Romance (Baby Path): Dulce Memoria by Hernando de Cabezon
Coran Romance (Neutral/Bored Path): Danse Macabre by Camille Saint-Saens
Coran Romance Flirting: Les beautéés du Diable by François Dompierre
Eldoth: Waterdeep (from Descent to Undermountain) by Richard Band, Rick Jackson and Ron Valdez
Faldorn: They are Coming (from Run Like Hell) by Inon Zur
Garrick: La Serenisima (from Crusader Knights) by Inon Zur
Imoen: Unknown (from Neverwinter Nights) by Jermey Soule
Kagain: Jango Fett's Theme (from Star Wars: Bounty Hunter) by Jeremy Soule
Kivan: The Lonely Shepard by Paul Moria Orchestra
Minsc: Worldmap 1 (from Fallout 2) by Mark Morgan
Quayle: Buffy Rat (from Buffy the Vampire Slayer) by Christophe Beck
Safana: Thashasa's Pool (from Descent to Undermountain) by Richard Band, Rick Jackson and Ron Valdez
Skie: The Town of Targos (from Icewind Dale 2) by Inon Zur
Tiax: Creatures (from Digimon) by Inon Zur
Yeslick: First Revelation by Inon Zur
Because most of the work is accomplished by external programs called by WeiDU, it's important that you do not close the window until the sound files are done processing.
Musical Themes Used (those not listed are unknown):
Ajantis: Federation Mission Failure (from Star Trek: Starfleet Command) by Ron Jones
Alora: The Heartland by Bill Brown
Coran: Gwinever by Aquarium
Coran Romance (Good path): Recercada Tercera by Diego Ortiz
Coran Romance (Baby Path): Dulce Memoria by Hernando de Cabezon
Coran Romance (Neutral/Bored Path): Danse Macabre by Camille Saint-Saens
Coran Romance Flirting: Les beautéés du Diable by François Dompierre
Eldoth: Waterdeep (from Descent to Undermountain) by Richard Band, Rick Jackson and Ron Valdez
Faldorn: They are Coming (from Run Like Hell) by Inon Zur
Garrick: La Serenisima (from Crusader Knights) by Inon Zur
Imoen: Unknown (from Neverwinter Nights) by Jermey Soule
Kagain: Jango Fett's Theme (from Star Wars: Bounty Hunter) by Jeremy Soule
Kivan: The Lonely Shepard by Paul Moria Orchestra
Minsc: Worldmap 1 (from Fallout 2) by Mark Morgan
Quayle: Buffy Rat (from Buffy the Vampire Slayer) by Christophe Beck
Safana: Thashasa's Pool (from Descent to Undermountain) by Richard Band, Rick Jackson and Ron Valdez
Skie: The Town of Targos (from Icewind Dale 2) by Inon Zur
Tiax: Creatures (from Digimon) by Inon Zur
Yeslick: First Revelation by Inon Zur
#1288228
>>Po.1288223
还有那什么，之前没在意，不过一名2级游侠能在剑湾solo追杀强盗几个月也是很值得佩服了
还有那什么，之前没在意，不过一名2级游侠能在剑湾solo追杀强盗几个月也是很值得佩服了
#1288240
>>Po.1288228
之前知道cha8的确低，但没有想到是队友中这个属性倒数第二低的，
连montaron tiax minsc都cha9･ﾟ[ ﾉヮ´ ]
明明是会被cha17的safana调情的……
a stoic person of few words. rather undiplomatic, cold in nature and extremely gruff with others. did not readily become friendly with others.
之前知道cha8的确低，但没有想到是队友中这个属性倒数第二低的，
连montaron tiax minsc都cha9･ﾟ[ ﾉヮ´ ]
明明是会被cha17的safana调情的……
a stoic person of few words. rather undiplomatic, cold in nature and extremely gruff with others. did not readily become friendly with others.
#1288241
>>Po.1288240
:Safana finds Kivan attractive and will flirt with him if the two are in the same party. Surprisingly, Kivan doesn't do anything to shut her down.
:Safana finds Kivan attractive and will flirt with him if the two are in the same party. Surprisingly, Kivan doesn't do anything to shut her down.
#1288287
>>Po.1281635
:‘A thought spoken out loud is a lie.’
It was not easy to write. The parchment tried to roll up all the time. Her knees were way too pointy to write on. The inkwell did not stand straight on the ground. The buzzing mosquitoes targeted her eyes, and nose, and ears. The light of the fire was dying down.
These are excuses.
What mattered, what prevented her from writing, was the lack of words.
:‘A thought spoken out loud is a lie.’
It was not easy to write. The parchment tried to roll up all the time. Her knees were way too pointy to write on. The inkwell did not stand straight on the ground. The buzzing mosquitoes targeted her eyes, and nose, and ears. The light of the fire was dying down.
These are excuses.
What mattered, what prevented her from writing, was the lack of words.
#1288290
>>Po.1286799
: but if there is a romance least preoccupied with how Charname looks, as compared to what is in her heart, that’s Kivan’s. As a result, I couldn’t see how I could deny having feelings for Kivan to a dwarven or a half-orc woman.
: but if there is a romance least preoccupied with how Charname looks, as compared to what is in her heart, that’s Kivan’s. As a result, I couldn’t see how I could deny having feelings for Kivan to a dwarven or a half-orc woman.
#1288292
>>Po.1287848
The conversion projects Baldur's Gate Trilogy and Enhanced Edition Trilogy are also supported. The mod should be compatible with other WeiDU mods.
能不能带到冰风谷呢……
The conversion projects Baldur's Gate Trilogy and Enhanced Edition Trilogy are also supported. The mod should be compatible with other WeiDU mods.
能不能带到冰风谷呢……
#1288389
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原来当初做柱子一的时候就没考虑过续作
原来当初做柱子一的时候就没考虑过续作
#1288391
埃德温娜应该没有pid，那个是flirt pack的内容
#1288553
直接EE KEEP修改队友可导出，IWD EE 原版导入档案，传记还有加速鞋都继承了。
sound pack直接转wav编辑下丢lang\en_US\sounds文件夹就行。字体和肖像替换和BG EE一样，好得不得了。
sound pack直接转wav编辑下丢lang\en_US\sounds文件夹就行。字体和肖像替换和BG EE一样，好得不得了。
#1288554
来来来狂怒之心踢门团二人游
#1288564
IWD2EE
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#1288647
Umberto Eco: There is nothing better than imagining other worlds,” he said, “to forget the painful one we live in. At least so I thought then. I hadn’t yet realized that, imagining other worlds, you end up changing this one.
#1288659
二代的黑坑居然开头剧情杀--