“CRUDE” на русском языке

Some of the narjags were flinging rocks up toward the tower’s battlement or brandishing their crude weapons, but most were using carts they must have found abandoned outside.

They fretted at how their mistress lived and yes, palaces and castles and gold and silks were fine things, but in her heart Zafir was a dragon-rider before she was a queen, and no dragon-rider was a stranger to a crude camp in an open space with a dragon beside her.

Once a gate was shut, during the wars of years passed, they would bring crude ladders if they were prepared and giant trunks of trees if they were not.

Many employed the uprights torn from iron railings as crude picks, ramming them home with little more than devotion to their gods to sustain them.

The narjag raised its own crude blade to parry the attack, but the giant hand-and-a-half sword smashed through the narjag’s weapon and took the Dark Kind in the torso, thunking into it hard, cleaving halfway through the narjag’s body.

He threw up his arms to shield himself, but she was something crude matter could not stop.

When his eyes adjusted to the gloom he saw that crude figures with four arms were painted in faded pigment all around it, many of them applied atop older, barely visible images.

It was graffitied with a crude skull that looked like it had been painted by a child, almost like it was laughing at the stupid porter.

At the time of choosing, no one could look at the empty chains dangling from the crude iron bars.

“I can speak Karsarin if you prefer,” he said, in perfect Karsarin, “or any one of mankind’s crude languages.

It was taller by a head than its companions, and instead of crude weapons, it hefted an amber-tipped staff.