Бесконечная Инге

Your song will live on.

Helvor, look! Your kin have returned to you.

Forgive our transgressions, and rise anew!

Find strength in our song.

Heed the clarion call, and be restored.

The cold shows no mercy… and neither will I.

Keepers of my resting place, return to me!

Sing a song of ruin!

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It is time to accept your fate.

Your deeds will live in song.

Errors are inevitable.

Your doom cannot be changed.

This will be remembered at the End.

I am sorry.

I cede to you.

The final battle is at hand.

My turn ends ere long.

I must plan.

Hmm…

Wars are not won without patience.

My deck nears its end.

I have no more cards!

I will not fight without a weapon.

I must restore my mana.

It has already struck.

I cannot strike again.

They must prepare for battle.

I can hold no more.

Our ranks are full.

It is beyond my sight.

I cannot play that.

It is beyond my reach.

I must first defeat its ally.

I cannot.

Sing a dirge for the End.

Happy New Year.

At last the time has come.

The chill of the north will be felt by all this Winter Veil.

A feat to sing of.

Happy New Year.

The pyre burns! What a glorious midsummer!

Haaarrr! I shall sing a shanty for ye!

The spirits stir… Hallow's End has come.

The frost thaws, for Noblegarden is upon us.

All that happened has led here.

Your call could never reach me.

It is not easy to reforge one's destiny, is it Darion?

The Vrykul have a new leader now.