DEFY YOUR DESTINY

[JoshBright 3014]

'"Don't know, perhaps a fool has arisen to get themselves killed. Who knows, who's cares, fools will be fools" 

 

Jarad would respond in time well sorting storage and humming lightly

 

@Frisket

[Kardika 1057]

"mighty confident of their cannons ain't they?" a Salvian mused to a dwed warrior "heh, this be one of dem' propaganda pamphlets" he paused to take a sip of whiskey before adding on to his previous statement. "me and my posse have done our fair share of killin' imps on the fields, why in facts they do run from us whence'ever they can, lest they ountnumber us two ta one hehehehehe..."

[nunlover 579]

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. "Wow, maybe we should have an area of perpetual fighting and conflict." a soldier thought.

warzone? Plz

[ryno2 1285]

5 hours ago, tasty_cheesecake said:

 

Spoiler

An at-this-point unreasonably ancient elf reclines on the shores of Braevos (having never seen it necessary to leave, for a change). As he is given a mail delivery alongside the other residents of this retirement home in all but name, he thumbs through some documents about the next edition of the global war. He thought back- oh, those times when the horses he straddled were stronger and faster than any modern one! How his bow sang as the arrow flew, trajectory flat and arrowtip sharp enough to penetrate the best armor of the day, from ranges unimaginable in the current day! In that era one bandit could take down ten men! Yet, parity had long since been achieved, and as much as he begrudged them he admitted that some in the modern era were still able to win outnumbered, the true bandits- a fighter who wields skill with his weapon (perhaps even a superior kit of equipment) against a numerically stronger but inferior enemy.

 

But it was strange, the bandits did not brazenly raid? They slunk around roads to gank women and ransom them (though he does remember doing similar to Courland in his time, grabbing them right from their castle grounds, during a greater raid, oh...)? What kind of bandit cannot contest two-against-one, let alone even counts, and relies solely on the strength of a fortification to prove their worth? Even the dwarves sallied out in his day, though he remembered well the fall of the Indagolaf-pattern fort at the feet of the High Elven plateau, when petards were invented to tunnel past such overbuilt defenses. Maybe it would be different this time- but maybe a trebuchet would be enough to breach the walls anyhow. 

 

No matter, thought Lysio, I guess the dwarves are doing a Fabian or something. It must be clever, as they have had such clever generals in the past. I wonder what happened to my old friends. 

 

Spoiler

 

[Yeetboy0206 1574]

Maddock reads this and just chuckles. “Stupid.” He takes the missive to @Based1Salmonto show him. “They’re so desperate for any form of moral superiority and display of actual valor that they’re trying to bait us like we’re idiots. Your thoughts my Diarch? Personally, I think if they want a field battle, they better be careful what they ask for.”

[EmiliainWonderland 2309]

2 hours ago, Kardika said:

"mighty confident of their cannons ain't they?" a Salvian mused to a dwed warrior "heh, this be one of dem' propaganda pamphlets" he paused to take a sip of whiskey before adding on to his previous statement. "me and my posse have done our fair share of killin' imps on the fields, why in facts they do run from us whence'ever they can, lest they ountnumber us two ta one hehehehehe..."

A Salvian mused alongside the other. "You think they realize they sound like idiots yet? Even their own people don't like 'em. Startin' to get to a point where they'd be lucky to keep up those big numbers of theirs. Maybe someday they won't outnumber us, hope they grow a spine before then. Waitin' in these forts is getting boring." The half-elf woman rolled her eyes at the thought they'd forever be relegated to hurling insults back and forth for the entirety of this war.

[Smmer 2441]

@Haltyoo u got ur own fourm post yaaa go king go defy go !! go white boy go!

[Riot 743]

The ring of steel on stone slows as Dorin reads the missive. He bares his teeth in a hard grin.

 

“Defy destiny?” he rumbles. “No. I accept it.”

 

He folds the parchment with deliberate care.

 

“Nothin’ changes. Governments rise, crowns fall — but stone endur's. We’ve met e'ry ‘challenge’ teh thrown at us before, and we’ll meet this one the same way.”

 

Dorin plants his pick back into the rock, eyes burning.

 

“Let ‘em come. Dwarves do nah flinch.”