Jump to content

Vargo Seldon

Members
 View Profile  See their activity

  • Posts

    1086

  • Joined

  • Last visited

 Content Type 

Everything posted by Vargo Seldon

  1. Vargo Seldon
    @Sorana
  2. Vargo Seldon
    You should post an extremely long post chock full of memes and other strange and amusing pieces of happiness. Here, of course.
  3. Vargo Seldon
    Returned greeted the strange man with a nod, and pointed to the spot on the line where he should join. Returned strode over to the woman who had just single-handed wiped out an entire battalion's worth of yetis. "We are strong here, but the yetis are stronger, and more numerous. Despite our apparent advantages, We will not last if we keep the fight on the field. We need to retreat to the strength of the walls. They are our only hope." He mounted up on his Rhyshadium, and rode at a breakneck gallop towards where the bulk of Fortress Eternal's garrison was holding. "Hasharan!" He bellowed, "Get the men out of here!" Without waiting for Hasharan to respond, he wheeled his horse about and rode for the rest of the reinforcements, the knight at his side. @Ark1002 @beantheboy12 @Darth Sir Woodrack Groot
  4. Vargo Seldon
    A man near the back looked around suspiciously.
  5. Vargo Seldon
    Returned nodded in affirmation and strode towards the superlifeless. He whispered, "Fire of the Dawn" then commanded the regiment to attack in the places where the line needed shoring up. Returned greeted the marine, and pointed towards the sections that needed reinforcement. "Thank you, whoever you are, for your assistance. We may win this day yet because of you."
  6. Vargo Seldon
    Returned was supervising the retreat from the field. He noticed Hasharan's elites were still engaged and were trying to hold off the invaders with bendalloy bubbles. It wouldn't hold for long. Returned turned back to the bulk of the army and began to yell marching orders. The retreat became an organized, tactically sound, extraction under Returned's orders. The men hadn't made it halfway to the safety of the walls when their flank was attacked by a massive disturbance. It was The Roar. The gigantic yeti had decided to finish off Returned and his army once and for all. Returned spurred his Rhyshadium back along the column to where fifty men with giant riding lances were trying to fend off the monster, and doing a reasonable job at it. Returned yelled orders to tighten the circle, and to begin use of the Aon-inhanced projectile weapons. A row of men behind the lancemen began firing arrows with Aon Daa inscribed into them. Wherever they hit, a burst of Dor was flung out of the cognitive realm to strike the yeti in a burning torrent. Slowly, the beast submitted to the pain and limped away in shame. Returned looked towards the horizon. He had been promised a regiment of superlifeless from Alleycity, but it had not come. Where was it anyway? @Darth Woodrack @Arky-boi @beantheboy12 @Sunbringer
  7. Vargo Seldon
    "Simple Interest, and for a regiment of superlifless we can get you a bit more than that. Fortress Eternal, being a closed economy, is quite rich from trading." To the Old Lady, he offered his sincere apologies, "I'm sorry miss, we did not realize that the yeti lands were already claimed." @Arky-boi @Darth Woodrack
  8. Vargo Seldon
    Returned still fought like a wildcat, but he was tiring. The monstrous hulk he was fighting, however, showed no such strain. A few seconds before, he had tried the wrong series of perfect sword patterns, and received a major gash on his back for it. He needed to pull out. The men he was leading were also showing signs of wearying. A distant horn alerted him to a greater danger. A man rode up, deftly dodging a furious swing by The Roar, to deliver a message. “Sir Most Holy,” he yelled desperately, “Rhe yetis have reinforcements!” “What?!?!” Returned exclaimed, nearly getting his head taken off, “Yetis don’t share battles with other tribes. It just isn’t done!” ”Yeah well,” the scout said wryly, “Tell that to these guys.” Returned yelled desperately at the scout, “Get a message to Hasharan, tell him to pull out. After that, sound the retreat!” The scout nodded grimly, and turned away. That moment of inattention cost him, however, when the scout was cut in half by a yeti behind him. Returned stared for a moment, before cutting down the beast and rushing to find Hasharan himself. @beantheboy12 @Grey Knight
  9. Vargo Seldon
    Keleth chuckled at the old lady. “I doubt even your stubbornness would be able to oust the yeti tribes from their mountains. If we can, then the lands and hunting grounds are ours for the taking.” To Dusk, he said, “Yes, a regiment of super lifeless would help tremendously, however, the largest need we have is recourses such as food. If you can get it through the yeti blockade, it would be much appreciated.” @Arky-boi @Darth Woodrack
  10. Vargo Seldon
    Keleth frowned, and said, "My controller does what he wishes, but he does so like variety." He frowned, then continued, "After all, if the only constant is change, then we might as well capitalize on it." He continued after the break had been fixed, and said to Dusk, "Reinbursment will be provided in the extremely flammable yeti corpses, and the very fertile yeti northlands. All loot will be divided according to The Most Holy." @Darth Woodrack
  11. Vargo Seldon
    Keleth cautiously raised his voice. "Hello? Anybody here?" When he heard nothing, he spoke further, "If anybody is here, let me make a statement. Fortress Eternal is currently under attack from a massive tribe of yetis. Food and resources are appreciated." @Lord Meeker @Everyone else too
  12. Vargo Seldon
    Yes welcome. I will add you to the PM.
  13. Vargo Seldon
    I'm so sorry, I just couldn't help myself. I have created... the crayquisitor!!
  14. Vargo Seldon
    The knights of valor ride forth from their home of bravery, to face thine foe, who hast challengesteth them. The bear down on their terrified foe, thou is shaking in his booteths. They die, and the win is won. The win winning knights who won the win of the winning, ride the glory of the won win with the win won, and return to their home of glory, celebrating the won win with winning won that was win with won.
  15. Vargo Seldon
    'Tis not a cookie for thou computer, but one of ultimate glory and power. The holy arts of hemalurgy, thy cookie contains. 'Tis a cookie of great virtue, power, and honor. Thou is wise to accept. Welcome to the shard! Take a free upvote, and I hope you enjoy your time here. What's your favorite character/book? Here's some friendly advice. Definitely check out the rules list, and make sure you're familiar with how things work here. Avoid subforums about books you haven't read, because they will most undoubtably be spoiled for you. If you want to talk about the cosmere, propose theories, or otherwise, the Cosmere Discussion area is a good place to begin. If you're into RP (or even if you're not) the Alleyverse is the only place* to RP. If one was wise enough to take that last bit of advice, I would advise you to join my guild, the Diagramists. Another good place to hang out is The Last Post Wins. The Longest Thread does not exist and is not a thing. Hello and Welcome, and I hope you enjoy your time here! *This may or may not be true, depending on the reader's view
  16. Vargo Seldon
    Returned nodded to Jacien as he arrived, nearly getting sliced in half in the process. He swung the disembodied yeti's arm at The Roar, and slashed through the flesh easily. The weapon was ungainly though, and took a lot of effort to get a good hit. However, Returned new one thing that may easily take down such a beast. The perfect sword patterns were a series of moves. There were thousands of variations, each dependant upon the opponents number, size, skill, and position relative to you. It took several lifetimes to master. There was one or two concerning an opponent larger than 50 feet. Returned stood in his stance, and performed the form perfectly. Each stroke of his blade (or yeti arm) was perfectly placed, each one hit its mark. It was a dance, perfectly executed and crisply choreographed. When he was done, The Roar wasn't dead, however, it was covered with numerous cuts and deep gashes.
  17. Vargo Seldon
    Returned was picked up into the air, and tossed like a rag doll. When he landed, his bow was broken. “Pineapples!” He swore, “I liked that bow you flaming darkfriend!” He was barely able to dodge the second blow. “By Voidus Prime! I need a weapon!” He picked up a broken sword, and attacked the leg of the thing. His sword but deep, and The Roar... well... roared in anger. Returned dropped flat in order to dodge the kick and stabbed upward into the pad of it’s foot. The blade snapped off, and Returned cursed, ripping off a passing yeti’s arm to use as a weapon. He swung the arm, scratching deeply.
  18. Vargo Seldon
    Returned raised his large lance on high. He spun it around in massive, blurred circles. He lept over the ridge, soaring over the heads of the first few. His lance spun in his large, dexterous fingers. As it spun, he brought it in for strikes. Every hit was neat and precise, directly to the throat of the beasts. He took out dozens of them in seconds using this method. It took years to master how to use a lance in the normal way, charging and pinning. Using it like a gigantic bow staff from horseback? That took a lifetime. Returned had taken 80 years to master this particular skill. His century poured through the hole he and Hasharan had torn. They acted as two shardbearers, taking ground while the men behind them held it. Returned lept off of his Ryshadium, Snowslayer, and used two short katanas to cut a path. He used his lifetime's worth of sword training to kill his way through the army. He threw away his katanas, and drew one larger long sword. He stood with it in a field of enemies, surrounded on all sides. He took a quick assessment of the number, skill, size, and position of his opponents. They came at him. He closed his eyes, standing poised with the sword in his arms. As they were about to descend on him, ripping him to shreds, he moved. His movements were a deadly dance. All prearanged and choreographed. His sequence of moves were so perfect, that in seconds, all of his enemies lay dead in a heap around him. He stood again, eyeing the yetis, as if daring any to attack him. They held back. The reason why was soon evident. The field grew still and silent, even the distant fighting men quieted. The ground rumbled slightly. Returned looked towards a disturbance near the back of the yeti ranks. The ranks parted, and a gargantuan creature stepped out. He was at least 50 feet tall, with a long white main. His coat was encrusted with blood, and somehow Returned new that it would be the blood of other yetis. His eyes went up to the eyes of the massive beast, and Returned saw something. It looked like... respect in the eyes of his adversary. Returned also saw the glimmer of a keen intelligence in the eyes of a beast normally so stupid. He shivered. This was the leader. The head of the entire yeti tribe. This was "The Roar". Returned raised his blade to his forehead in a salute. He then unslung his bow and shot the thing in the chest. The arrow stuck in, but elicited no reaction from the hulking monster. The monster just raised the small tree it was carrying, and swung it with mighty force down upon Returned. Returned dove out of the way, and shot another arrow at it. He yelled desperately to Hasharan, "Hasharan, get your storming elites over here now! I'm fighting the crem-rusted storming colors cursed Roar! Adonalsiums eternal beard!" @beantheboy12
  19. Vargo Seldon
    Returned nodded. He had trained for a moment like this for more than a thousand years. He had fighting experience, of course, posing as a common soldier. Still, he had never done something like this. Leading his own troops into battle, facing down an enemy stronger than him. It was surreal. He gave the order for the wall gaurds to open the gate. All of the troops were mounted, and they thundered out of the opening, charging towards the enemy. Returned held his lance high, roaring his battle cry. @beantheboy12 @Arky-boi @Sunbringer
  20. Vargo Seldon
    Returned jumped when he saw the spren come out of the wall. He drew his crescent-shaped blades and had the zipping towards it before he stopped himself. He self-consciously put his blades away, then greeted the spren. "Hello Auri. Jacien's spren... Is he blocked by the army? If he is, tell him to attack the flank on my mark. You should be able to carry the message in time... Tell me, does he feel as though he could attack the flank alone if we attacked from the front?" After recieving answers, he continued on his way to the North Courtyard. When he arrived, Hasharan's elites were assembled. It was an impressive sight. He stepped to the front, and gathered the reins of his horse. Good Ryshadium stock. The horse had chosen him on an extended visit to Roshar. He had learned good things there. He had stayed for 200 years. One of his longer visits. He turned the horse around, and spoke to Hasharan. "Are we ready to attack? Me and Edalb have our centuries. You have your elites." He then turned to Jacien's spren. "Tell Jacien to attack in an hour. No more, no less." @Sunbringer @Arky-boi @beantheboy12
  21. Vargo Seldon
    Returned nodded. He said, "The outer wall is the last defense. If it falls, half of the nonessential villagers will be slaughtered. That's why I want to strike at them first. Gather your elites in the North courtyard." Turning to Edalb, he said, "Come down to the courtyard. I want you to lead a century. Each of us shall lead a century of men." He left them to prepare, and walked down to the courtyard. @beantheboy12 @Arky-boi
  22. Vargo Seldon
    Returned nodded. He had feared as much. "Hasharan, look out that window." When Hasharan looked, he continued. "Do you see all of those people?" He gestured out the courtyard, which was rapidly filling with people from the outer town, which had been destroyed earlier. "They believe in us. They are what supports this fortress, with their economy, and their production. They supported us when we needed it, now we need to support them because they need it. They are invested in this fortress just as much, or perhaps more than we are. They're the families of the soldeirs, the providers for the table. And there's not enough room for them all in the inner fortress." He turned back to Hasharan, a hard light in his eyes. "Hasharan, that outer wall needs to hold. Make it happen. I don't care if you have to draft the women, and make the wounded fight. We need these people, and now these people need us. So that outer wall will hold, and you will make it happen." Returned, after finishing with Hasharan, turned to the knight. "You may engage personally with us and a few thousand men at your back. I'm not losing one of our best men. I do want to lead a strike force in to the camp, to take a few thousand of them out." Turning back to Hasharan, he said, "How soon can you gather your elites?"
  23. Vargo Seldon
    You get 10 points for that.
  24. Vargo Seldon
    Returned nodded. Hasharan looked as if he had taken a battering. He turned to his Commander. "Casualty report."
  25. Vargo Seldon
    I need to amend some of my previous statements. This is untrue. Barnacles are not mollusks, but they are in fact Arthropods. So, the Rosharans did not place the santhid in the wrong category if it is like a giant barnacle. Crayfish have compound eyes. Doesn't really matter, but I hate to be in error. So that's it. Apparently, the santhid is in the right category according to the Rosharans, which kind of took me by surprise.
×
×
  • Create New...