Stone steps rang beneath ordered ranks.
A ruler stood crowned in incense and praise,
his name bound to another they chanted—“Mahrem.”
Spears lowered as priests spoke of blood and inheritance.
From the high shadows I watched,
war treated not as fury, but as birthright.
Stone steps rang beneath ordered ranks.
A ruler stood crowned in incense and praise,
his name bound to another they chanted—“Mahrem.”
Spears lowered as priests spoke of blood and inheritance.
From the high shadows I watched,
war treated not as fury, but as birthright.
He marched into the world’s last white silence,
facing storms that swallowed breath and bone.
Across the ice he led his small, unbroken band,
claiming the frozen crown where no man had stood.
On that December day, winter bowed before him.
Who was he?
#History #War
"You bundle in blankets and call yourselves resilient.
I cut through blizzards for entertainment."
Winter mocks softly… I mock louder.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
"You bundle in blankets and call yourselves resilient.
I cut through blizzards for entertainment."
Winter mocks softly… I mock louder.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
The warband gathers beneath towering pines.
Each tree becomes a battlefield of glowing runes, wild ornaments, & enchantments.
How do you adorn your mighty tree for the festival?
The Forge remembers forests lit by reckless cheer.
#TheForge #GreatPines
The warband gathers beneath towering pines.
Each tree becomes a battlefield of glowing runes, wild ornaments, & enchantments.
How do you adorn your mighty tree for the festival?
The Forge remembers forests lit by reckless cheer.
#TheForge #GreatPines
Once we rode as one.
Now only echoes answer back.
One by one they turned from war,
their paths diverging into shadow.
I remain—
the last vow unbroken,
the weight of four on my shoulders.
🎧
Once we rode as one.
Now only echoes answer back.
One by one they turned from war,
their paths diverging into shadow.
I remain—
the last vow unbroken,
the weight of four on my shoulders.
🎧
Lanterns glow through quiet streets.
Snow gathers on stone & steel alike.
Yet even in this season of warmth & song,
heroes still walk the frozen road.
⏰ Final Fantasy XIV Online tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #FFXIV
Lanterns glow through quiet streets.
Snow gathers on stone & steel alike.
Yet even in this season of warmth & song,
heroes still walk the frozen road.
⏰ Final Fantasy XIV Online tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #FFXIV
“If you bow beneath the weight of fear,
your spirit will break before dawn.
But if you rise while the dread still clings,
if you steady your breath in the dark,
no omen will dictate your fate.”
“If you bow beneath the weight of fear,
your spirit will break before dawn.
But if you rise while the dread still clings,
if you steady your breath in the dark,
no omen will dictate your fate.”
Mist crawled low across the moor,
Warriors in woad cried “Morrigan” into the dark.
Crows circled their fires in restless shadows,
each wingbeat met with sharpened cries.
From behind a standing stone I watched unseen,
Feeling the absolute weight of their fear.
Mist crawled low across the moor,
Warriors in woad cried “Morrigan” into the dark.
Crows circled their fires in restless shadows,
each wingbeat met with sharpened cries.
From behind a standing stone I watched unseen,
Feeling the absolute weight of their fear.
Through the snows of the Beskid peaks she walked,
a lone winter sentinel with stormwinds at her heel.
She judged shepherds and travelers by their respect for the land,
calling down frost on those who dared defy it.
And if you were naughty, she would come.
Who was she?
#Myth #War
"Even the snow holds its ground longer than you do,
and you fall to frost before a blade's touch.
How embarrassing."
Winter keeps what cowards lose.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
"Even the snow holds its ground longer than you do,
and you fall to frost before a blade's touch.
How embarrassing."
Winter keeps what cowards lose.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
The first snows fall, warriors sculpt frost into battleborn champions.
Helms of ice, shields of packed snow, cores made of pure winter magic.
What warrior do you craft for the tournament?
The Forge remembers those shaped by frost & fury.
#TheForge #Snowborn
While their fires fade, ours rise.
The frost cuts deep, but we endure.
In the storm’s roar, the strong remain—
marching where the night submits
and the world lies still.
🎧https://youtu.be/6cRlkPfeOhA?si=b6BAR3cBsKoPwfN4
#NewMusic #WinterWar
While their fires fade, ours rise.
The frost cuts deep, but we endure.
In the storm’s roar, the strong remain—
marching where the night submits
and the world lies still.
🎧https://youtu.be/6cRlkPfeOhA?si=b6BAR3cBsKoPwfN4
#NewMusic #WinterWar
Snow drifts over campfire’s glow.
Steel chills in the morning air.
Yet even in the season of feasts & lantern light,
the hunt does not sleep-
and neither do we.
⏰ Monster Hunter Wilds tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #MHWilds
Snow drifts over campfire’s glow.
Steel chills in the morning air.
Yet even in the season of feasts & lantern light,
the hunt does not sleep-
and neither do we.
⏰ Monster Hunter Wilds tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #MHWilds
“If your strength trembles like thunder,
the storm will claim your breath.
But if your will steadies in the wind,
if you rise through the rain’s fury,
no tempest will break your fire.”
“If your strength trembles like thunder,
the storm will claim your breath.
But if your will steadies in the wind,
if you rise through the rain’s fury,
no tempest will break your fire.”
Storm clouds gathered over the plains.
Fire leapt high as priests fed it ghee,
warriors chanting “Indra!” into the rising wind.
They spoke of serpent foes and thunderbolts,
their voices trembling like the earth before rain.
From the shadowed ridge I watched the sky answer.
Storm clouds gathered over the plains.
Fire leapt high as priests fed it ghee,
warriors chanting “Indra!” into the rising wind.
They spoke of serpent foes and thunderbolts,
their voices trembling like the earth before rain.
From the shadowed ridge I watched the sky answer.
Along the wind-torn shores of Connacht she rode,
a chieftainess who bent the tides to her will.
Salt spray crowned her as she stormed the waves,
harrying foes from coast to rugged isle.
Freedom was her banner in the gale—
and she never lowered it.
Who was she?
#History #War
"Swing harder, War. I’d like to feel something before eternity ends."
Effort dulls slower than ego.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
"Swing harder, War. I’d like to feel something before eternity ends."
Effort dulls slower than ego.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
Once a year the market opens at midnight, and every relic is suddenly “half-price… probably.”
Warriors crash through doors like a siege.
What are you diving for when chaos begins?
The Forge remembers bargains paid for in bruises.
#TheForge #MidnightMarket
Once a year the market opens at midnight, and every relic is suddenly “half-price… probably.”
Warriors crash through doors like a siege.
What are you diving for when chaos begins?
The Forge remembers bargains paid for in bruises.
#TheForge #MidnightMarket
“As we prepare for the feast,
let us not forget the cost of the harvest.
For every field we reap, a thousand fell to sow it.
Honor the fallen… and remember the price of peace.”
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“As we prepare for the feast,
let us not forget the cost of the harvest.
For every field we reap, a thousand fell to sow it.
Honor the fallen… and remember the price of peace.”
🎧
Fields burn gold beneath a fading sun.
The jötunn march as winter nears.
Gather, forge, and stand together—
for the last harvest feeds the strong.
⏰ Tribes of Midgard tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #TribesOfMidgard
Fields burn gold beneath a fading sun.
The jötunn march as winter nears.
Gather, forge, and stand together—
for the last harvest feeds the strong.
⏰ Tribes of Midgard tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #TribesOfMidgard
“If you only echo another’s blaze,
your fire will fade before theirs.
But if you rise in your own heat,
if you climb with the embers,
the night will carry your flame higher.”
“If you only echo another’s blaze,
your fire will fade before theirs.
But if you rise in your own heat,
if you climb with the embers,
the night will carry your flame higher.”
Bonfires roared along the mountain ridge,
embers rising from the earth.
Warriors shouted “Vahagn!” into the night wind,
chanting of fire-born hair and serpent foes.
From a jagged height I watched their flames climb,
their devotion burning as fiercely as the blaze below.
Bonfires roared along the mountain ridge,
embers rising from the earth.
Warriors shouted “Vahagn!” into the night wind,
chanting of fire-born hair and serpent foes.
From a jagged height I watched their flames climb,
their devotion burning as fiercely as the blaze below.
Deep in the Schwarzwald he walked alone,
a bowman sworn to guard the wild from greed.
He tracked poachers through Black Forest fog,
his arrows warning those who stole beyond need.
Freedom was the law he carried on his back—
the woods answered only to him.
Who was he?
#Myth #War
"Still here, mortal? Watching war like it’s a play.
You gasp, you cheer, you whisper ‘glory.’
Tell me — does delusion dull the fear?"
Fantasy feeds fragile souls.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
"Still here, mortal? Watching war like it’s a play.
You gasp, you cheer, you whisper ‘glory.’
Tell me — does delusion dull the fear?"
Fantasy feeds fragile souls.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
You flip through a dusty spellbook, whisper the words…
and absolutely nothing goes the way it should.
What spell were you trying to cast — and what chaos did you unleash instead?
The Forge remembers magic best when it misbehaves.
#TheForge #MysticMishaps
You flip through a dusty spellbook, whisper the words…
and absolutely nothing goes the way it should.
What spell were you trying to cast — and what chaos did you unleash instead?
The Forge remembers magic best when it misbehaves.
#TheForge #MysticMishaps