Recent content by Commissar Farzi

Morris was currently sitting in the rec room the locals used as means to blow off steam-and much like a lot of the backwaters out there it consisted of little more than a utilitarian grey room with a crappy fan, a poor-quality television, and the bootlegged knock-off furniture used to furnish...

"Thank you If'ni, we will ensure their lives are not spent frivolously." Steiner replied-the Valhallan way of waging war was brutal; attacks were carried out regardless of the time; foes had to be felled as quickly as possible before they decided to go 'You and what army?' or 'So what if you...

"Of that the Company would be more than happy to assist-we do not suffer the existence of such abominations." Stiener replied as he cut the feed, "Though the aforementioned training and outfitting would take time-though there will more likely be some grumbling in the ranks on both sides."...

Steiner regarded the orb thoughtfully; likely the data would end up overloading what systems he had onboard. "Perhaps the latter option would be best; likely it would end up damaging whatever system we attempt to upload the memory directly. Though speaking of the legion...." He called up the...

'That is...suspiciously familiar.' A recent encounter several months ago came to mind, but it could wait. "Very well; whilst I may not care for the Conclave," He replied as the orb vanished, "The common people of the realm do not deserve to suffer needlessly due to whatever incompetence or...

Damn it to the ashes. Of course, it would be common knowledge among the Senti about that particular detail; and if she was an amalgamate of her peoples' collective memory; unfortunately, this also meant she had more or less called him out on his bullshit. "It did not keep Hera from skulking...

"Our logistics network is fairly well established," Given the situation in Valhalla, having the best logistics were nothing short of paramount to help mitigate resource shortfalls in an army, "However, the additional support is not unwelcome-if anything the redundancies would assist in...

"Then perhaps we had best discuss the business at hand," Stiener responded as he adjust his stance, "The chorus is but one of many troubles that have arrived on our mutual plates, and unfortunately with this recent development of the gates as well as the recent intelligence that...

Remember; Autocannons may not be the most efficient for weight and heat-but who doesn't like dakka?

"Depends on whom you ask," Steiner responded to If'ni's, turning to face her, "I can think of a certain flotilla that has caused us no end of grief." He shook his head and switched back to the topic at hand, "As for trouble...creatures such as her bring it wherever they go, often seeking to...

Lacking wisdom? Perhaps. Conviction? He had that, and that conviction had seen him through the darkest parts of his life. But after seeing the monsters that the precursors had awakened Stiener felt older than ever-they'd manage to hold on, to save who and what they could only to find there was...

Steiner was once again silent after mulling her over her words, then burst out laughing-an awful sound-harsh and grating. It continued on for several moments, reverberating throughout the hall-oddly enough Dimitri was once again chiming in-this time through a text that read 'Is she serious-souls...

'Why do you think we've been able to repulse creatures such as yourself you eldritch bi-' Steiner clamped down on that notion-and cursed himself for his lapse in discipline; Hera was right-he'd shown his hand early-but at the same time-other entities who had known of them had tried such tactics...

Stiener didn't give her the satisfaction of reacting to her comment that'd she'd already known what he'd been planning in the event things got out of hand, nor did he react towards her possible intentions towards his friend. But she had two things right-he didn't trust her-and they couldn't harm...

In his ninety years walking the multiverse-Steiner had seen quite a bit; armies whose soldiers used cloned bodies as little more than meat puppets, changing them out as often as one would change their socks-he'd witnessed, fought to prevent, and had a hand in some of the atrocities of Valhalla...