	@q.briefing
You've reached Kafa. The council has decided to capture the fortress with a ruse. A portion of cossacks, those able to speak Tatar, will dress up as Turks, approach the gates and ask to be permitted in. Once inside, they will slaughter the guards and let the rest in. Everything is ready to follow this risky plan.
	@r.briefing
Now it's all or nothing.
	@o.global
In order to win, capture Kafa and liberate the captives. You will lose if you run out of men or leave the Christians in turkish captivity.
	@o.infiltrate
Slip inside the city.
	@q.infiltration.fail
The guards have spotted you! Alarm resounds across the city, the messengers must be already riding to nearby towns for help. Our ruse has failed, time to get out of here!
	@q.infiltration.success
Look, the lads are approaching the gates. They discuss something... The gates are opening! It's time, ride on, before the heathens butcher them and shut the gates again!
	@r.infiltration.success
Forward, forward!
	@q.gates.taken
You have slaughtered the Turk guard and captured the towers!
	@r.gates.taken
Very well
	@q.gates.lost
What now, vile pork-eaters that creep around like thieves? Go to hell, you cowardly jackals excreted by the dirtiest of all dogs!
	@r.gates.lost
May the devil spit in your eyes!
	@q.towers.lost
The cossacks defended the towers fiercely, but the Turks slaughtered them all.
	@r.towers.lost
Damn it!
	@q.town.clear
The heathens are running to their citadel! There it is, at the south! We must keep vigil over it, and have a look at tatar stores. We must find out where the Muslims are keeping their captives!
	@r.town.clear
Search the city!
	@o.search
Search the city and liberate the captives
	@q.prisoners1
Oh, brothers! We've lost hope to ever throw off the heathen yoke! Are there any people left in our fatherland still? So many are captive!
	@r.prisoners1
It's all over. You'll go home soon.
	@q.prisoners2
Brothers, I beseech, take us on your ships, take us back to the Christian soil, take us to our fathers and mothers!
	@r.prisoners2
It's over. You'll be home soon enough.
	@q.prisoners3
Praise the Lord! We have prayed to God for the release of all poor captives from the turkish slavery! To live again in our homeland, among the folk that believes in God, to the Christian towns, to fathers and mothers, to our families! God be blessed, hetman be blessed, the entire cossack knighthood be blessed forever and ever!
	@r.prisoners3
Enough. It's over
	@q.prisoners4
That's enough for us captives to sob in our slavery, rattle our shackles and wriggle our hands! The turkish captivity is over! Their shackles have broken our legs, cut our flesh to the bone, but we'll pay back to the bloody Janissaries now!
	@r.prisoners4
Rise up and break your chains!
	@q.volunteers
Brethren, hand us some muskets, we are longing to thank the Tatars for their hospitality! They caught us during the last raid, captured our dugouts by Ochakiv. We fought them hard, no quarter was asked nor given, but the accursed heathens took some of us alive. I've tried to escape, but they got me, cost me an eye, see? But even with one eye left, I am worth a dozen of them.
	@r.volunteers
Hand them some turkish muskets!
	@q.artillery
Noble pan, we have found the turkish arsenal with some cannons. Now we can assault the citadel.
	@r.artillery
Of course
	@q.market1
You have found a plenty of valuable goods in turkish stores - precious silk, quality cloth, persian carpets made with unsurpassed skill.
	@r.market1
Good
	@q.market2
You have found a plenty of valuable goods in turkish stores - sabers and scimitars, pistols and muskets. They are made out of excellent steel and covered with beautiful etchings. Their handles are adorned with gold and jewels, and the musket butts are covered with skillful carvings and ivory inserts.
	@r.market2
Good
	@q.market3
You have found a plenty of valuable goods in turkish stores - aromatic spices, weirdly smelling brown seeds, strange fruits and tastiest oriental sweets.
	@r.market3
Good
	@q.town.searched
That's it, we have left no stone unturned in Kafa. All captives are free, we have searched all cellars and dungeons thoroughly. Everything valuable is ready to be loaded on ships. It is time to take on the citadel. All the noble Tatars are hiding there with their treasures. The devils hope we would forget about them.
	@r.town.searched
Hear my orders!
	@o.citadel
Capture the citadel.
	@q.citadel.taken
What the hell? Where are the Beys, the Mirzas? The Pashas? Where have they gone?
	@r.citadel.taken
Bring the prisoners here!
	@q.secret
Mercy, noble heathen! Throw me not to these dogs of yours! I have a great secret to share! There is a secret escape from the fortress. The Mirzas took their treasures and left. The tunnel leads to a small cove to the south. By now they must have left the tunnel already, heading for the mountains, away from Kafa.
	@r.secret
To the south, quick!
	@o.pursue
Capture the runaways
	@q.treasure
You have intercepted the escapees, capturing the treasury of Kafa and the jewels of Tatar nobles. What should we do with the captives?
	@r.kill
Kill them!
	@r.ransom
Take them along for ransom.
	@q.pursuit.fail
Too late. The nobility of Kafa has escaped, taking their jewels and the treasury of Kafa along.
	@r.pursuit.fail
Damn it!
	@q.destroy.town
Time to go. The Tatars from the nearby towns are closing in, all that is left is to raze the city. Burn down every building in the city, or destroy them with cannon fire. No more turkish galleys to sail the Black Sea, no more Tatar shoes to trample the Christian soil, no more Tatar bows to shoot at brave cossacks.
	@r.destroy.town
Quickly, waste no time.
	@o.destroy
Destroy all buildings in Kafa, except for the walls.
	@q.tatar.army
Let the devil burn your beards! The Tatars are here, climbing the walls, they are about to open the gate. Hurry up!
	@r.tatar.army
Damn it!
	@q.going.home
That's your payback for all the Christian tears! They'll remember the Zaporozhian knights for a long time! Time to go, head north!
	@r.going.home
Take the paddles!
	@q.victory
You have plundered the largest, richest Crimean city, Kafa. City that used to be the largest slave market in the region. All the curses uttered by poor captives upon the Ottomans, all the scourges called by slaves onto the Tatars, were unleashed in one fell moment. The accursed lair has been razed to the ground! Now, burdened with rich booty and liberated Christians, you head for home.
	@r.victory
Vae victis!
	@r.load
Dream on! No way in hell would a cossack accept that! (load game)
	@r.exit
I am a cossack. I am not afraid to die. (quit)
