Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Bölüm 181: Merkezi Kabileler

Lesyt'in çevirisi

Old He had said that the Flaming Horns tribe’s roots are still at the ancestral land, the flame’s veins still lie there. The totem flame has to be at the ancestral land to ignite once again. This, Shao Xuan did not really know about it, maybe the Shaman might have had some idea, but he did not say it.

No wonder the ancestors constantly longed to go back to their ancestral land, among the reasons there was still something like this.

Kabilelerinden ayrılan gezginler ve kabilenin yeniden parlak günlerine kavuşması için, kabilenin geri dönüşüne gerçekten ihtiyaç vardı. Who knows how many are waiting to welcome their new lives.

Seyahat ekibi Feng Kabilesinde uzun süre kalmayacaktı, ne de olsa sadece oradan geçiyorlardı, burası önlerindeki uzun yolculuk için sadece dinlenme durağıydı. After resting, the leaders will then call back the team and prepare to set out.

Shao Xuan left some stuff for Old He and his family, exchanging some cow or sheep’s meat for them. Old He did not want any water moonstones, his family only had two old and a young, not much battle strength. If they provoked other wanderers who coveted their stones and grew to become murderous, then that would be bad. The good thing is that Gua Er had already agreed to take care of them, letting Old He and his family be more relaxed.

Even if it’s hard, Old He wouldn’t mind it too much, because now he had hope. Maybe if he could just wait a few more years, he could bring his whole family and the wanderers living elsewhere back to their tribe. He could return to where he belongs within his lifetime, what a blissful thing that would be.

After saying farewell to Old He, Shao Xuan and the travel team left the Feng tribe.

Not long after the travel team had left, Gua Er’s father came back from his patrol. He thought of asking Gua Er how he used the wood block he dragged back that he was asking noisily for as he entered the house. If he had not used it, he planned to chop it into firewood.

Deri perdeleri kaldırarak eve adım attı ama evinde belli bir şeyle karşılaştığında kafa derisi gerilmiş, eli neredeyse hızla belindeki bıçağı çıkarmıştı.

But before he could make any more moves, a silhouette leaped out, letting out a sound that pierced through the lungs.

“Baba—–”

Gua Er firmly hugged onto his dad’s leg, “Dad, we already have a lot of firewood, don’t chop up my wood sculpture!”

"Ahşap heykel mi?" Gua Er’s father was stunned for awhile before taking a clearer look around, “It really is.”

No wonder he had felt something amiss, so it is just a wood sculpture. But then, for a wood sculpture to be carved to this point, it really is not simple. When he saw it the first time, he had thought he had met upon some beast that came out from the forest.

“Bu ahşap heykel nereden geldi?” Gua Er’s father put away his knife, scrutinizing the wood sculpture in front of him like something rare.

"Sana daha önce söylememiş miydim? Bu, bulduğum gezgin Shao Xuan'dan, geri sürüklediğim tahta bloktan benim için oymasını istediğim bir şey." Gua Er narrated the story of how it came about, he had also mentioned about his promise to take care of Old He and his family. Konuşmayı bitirdikten sonra biraz endişelendi, başını öne eğdi, göz kapaklarını aceleyle kaldırıp babasına baktı, yakında bir dayak geleceğinden korkuyordu.

He didn’t think that his dad, who had been silent for a long while, would then say: ”If you promised, then you should just do it.”

Shao Xuan, who had already left the Feng tribe, naturally did not know the conversation between Gua Er and his dad. O ve diğerleri başka bir nehir boyunca yola devam ettiler. Upstream, this river directly went deep into the grasslands; downstream, it would join together with another river, becoming a river that would flow all the way to the central tribes.

This time there weren’t any rafts, therefore they relied on walking.

Just like what the other travellers had said, the team speedily kept on the road for a few days and they came closer to their destination.

“Just a bit further ahead, the territories belong to the central tribes.”

“Let the travel team be more alert, in front is the territory of two big tribes, don’t offend them.” Some experienced travellers advised the newcomers.
A tribe that can build itself among the central tribes cannot be considered a small tribe at all. Each and everyone of them have their own unique traits, any small tribes could definitely not compete with them. And the tribes in the central tribes, generally, they would also not take the initiative to attack the travel team.

Buraya gelirken başka diyarlardan gelen pek çok gezgine de rastlarsınız ama artık aralarında hoş karşılamalar, sakin sohbetler olmaz, herkes birbirine karşı temkinli davranırdı.

When passing through a few hills, a few travellers beside Shao Xuan said to him: “Look over there.”

Beside the travel team were a row of curving hills, and on the top of these hills, there were painted rocks of a tribe’s characteristic on it.

The paintings carved on the rock were not exactly elaborate. What was drawn was not like a human, but it had a face belonging to human beings. [If you’re confused, read the next paragraph clearly.]

In front of Shao Xuan, on a huge and almost rectangular rock, such painting of a round human face with a wide mouth was painted; strangely, the body part under this human face looked similar to that of common people but it had four more hands.

Resim üslubu kaba ve abartılıydı, tıpkı bir örümceğin yoldan geçenleri izlemesi gibi, tuhaf fiziksel oranlara sahip, altı eli orada duran, ağzı ve altı eli genişçe açılmış ve iki bacağı da belli bir açıyla açılmış bir adama benziyordu. Arkasında, kayanın diğer tarafında, nedensel olarak oyulmak yerine düzenli ve kasıtlı olarak oyulmuş gibi görünen bazı geçmeli çizgiler vardı.

"Bu ne?" Yu asked the experienced travelers beside him, wanting to know more exact answers from them.

Yet Shao Xuan knew the answer the moment he saw the painting.

The “Eight Limbs” tribe was once drawn and recorded on the animal skin volumes, as well as on the walls in the cave.

In the cave near the mountain foot district, when Shao Xuan saw the pattern on the stone wall for the first time, he thought it was a spider. After seeing more records on the animal skin volumes, he knew that it was not a spider, but a weird person with eight limbs, like a spider.

There were some huge black rocks nearby, on which various faces and weird men with eight limbs were also carved.

Orta bölgede, sınırı çizmeye ve sınır anıtını bu kadar uzak bir mesafeye dikmeye başlayan büyük bir kabile olmayı hak ediyordu, sanki bunu burada kimsenin Sekiz Uzuv kabilesi olduğunu bilmemesinden korktukları için yapmışlardı. Gözlerin görebildiği kadarıyla, bir dizi tepedeki kaya resimleri Sekiz Uzuv kabilesinin özellikleriyle doluydu; bazıları büyük, bazıları küçüktü. Hafızası kötü olsa bile buradan geçen insanlar, unutulması zor olan bu uzun sıra kaya kaya resimlerinden etkilenirlerdi.

Kenardan biri şöyle dedi: "Burası henüz Sekiz Uzuv kabilesinin bölgesi değil. Üzerinde yürüdüğümüz yer Sekiz Uzuv kabilesi ile Mang kabilesi arasında bir yere ait."

“Jades in the backwoods of Mang and silk garments in Eight Limbs. What this means are the two tribes?!” Yu had heard of these two strong tribes in the central area from some travelers long before, as well as the products of these two tribes. Ama Mang kabilesinin yeşimlerini hiç görmedi. Nor did he see the legendary garments made of silk.

Jades in the backwoods of Mang and silk garments in Eight Limbs were the well-known products of these two tribes. İster Mang kabilesinin ormanlarındaki yeşim taşları, ister Sekiz Uzuv kabilesinin ürettiği ipek giysiler olsun, her ikisi de son derece pahalıydı. Usually, small tribes coming from regions far away, they would not exchange for these two products, as there was no need to do so. Linen had already kept many people away, let alone more expensive silk garments. Even if the silk garments were brought back, they would just be put aside.

Simply speaking, their consumption level was not that high and they didn’t have the taste to appreciate the silk garment. Moreover, it was useless for people who focused more on practical uses.

"Sekiz Uzuv kabilesine ait kaya resimleri dışında, yakınlarda bir yerde Mang kabilesine ait izler var. Orada, ileri bakın. Bunlar Mang kabilesinin totem işaretleri." The traveler at the side showed Shao Xuan and Yu.
Over there was a bamboo grove which was not too high, but quite sturdy and thick. They looked quite strong, whose leaves could even wrap Shao Xuan’s hands.

There were paintings like the totem tattoos of the Mang tribe carved on almost all the sturdy bamboo. Also, some things made of bamboo similar to wind chimes were hanging on the bamboo. Strings of bamboo chimes tapped against each other with the wind, making sounds of different pitches, which were extremely pleasant to the ear.

Normal şartlarda olsaydı, birçok insan oraya gidip bambuyu keserdi ya da müzik çalan bambu çanlarını alıp götürürdü. Ama gerçek şu ki, tıpkı çoğu insanın Sekiz Uzuv kabilesinin tepedeki kaya resimlerine dokunmaya cesaret edemediği gibi, çok az kişi bu şeylere dokunabilirdi. Bunlar iki kabilenin simgeleriydi. Anyone who touched them would be considered as defying against the two tribes.

Members of the travel team would not do anything risky like that. That’s why they warned those who traveled for the first time not to offend the strong without knowing it before they arrived.

There were often travelers coming and going through this place, which already made a clear path. On the left of this path were a long row of hill rock paintings. Sekiz Uzuvlu kabilenin resimlerinde, sekiz uzuvlu, korkunç bir görünüme sahip adamlar yoldan geçenleri izliyor, her yolcuya büyük bir zihinsel baskı uyguluyor ve onların Sekiz Uzuvlu kabileden daha da fazla korkmalarına neden oluyordu. It was the so-called strong tribe, even their paintings were so mighty.

The other side of the path was of totally different style, with fresh bamboo chimes. Bu hiç kimseyi rahatlatmadı; bunun yerine, bambunun her vuruş sesi onları gerginleştiriyordu, sanki bambu korusunda onları izleyen gözler varmış gibi, bu da ekibin bilinçsizce hızlanmasına neden oluyordu, bambuya veya rüzgar çanlarına dokunmaktan bahsetmiyorum bile.

Bu, güçlülerin kendi tarzlarında bir gösterisiydi; yoldan geçenlerin sadece yeşim veya ipek kıyafetleri bilmesini değil, aynı zamanda güçlerini de hatırlamalarını sağlıyordu.

O geçit bitene kadar, kenarlarda kaya resimleri kalmayıncaya ve bambuların tıkırtı sesleri kayboluncaya kadar, herkes gergin ruh halinin yavaş yavaş azalmasıyla rahatlayamadı.

"Daha ileri gidersek bir vadiye varırız. Burası ticaret için iyi bir yer. Ayrıca Mang kabilesine ve Sekiz Uzuv kabilesine de çok yakın, bu yüzden kimse sorun çıkarmaya cesaret edemiyor." Öndeki bir gezgin şunları söyledi.

Kısa süre sonra Shao Xuan ticaretin yapılacağı yeri gördü. It was just like a small-scale market over there, with houses made of wood and bamboo located around. There were travelers from different places or people from nearby tribes making deals in this market. As this market was adjacent to the two “large mountains”, sometimes they would have to give some gifts to people of the two tribes.

Entering this market, Shao Xuan felt that it got busy right away. Bazı insanlar takas etmek istedikleri eşyaları, altta bir saman tabakası veya hayvan derisi olacak şekilde yere koyarken, diğerleri takas için eşyaları sergilemek için basit bir raf inşa etti.

Bu çok basit ve kaba bir piyasa ama aynı zamanda Shao Xuan'ın bu dünyaya geldiğinden beri gördüğü en büyük ve en yoğun ticaret yeri.