[Major]
- [Majors]
Aliases for [Major]
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| 5.13 | “The Gecko of Liscor. Relc Grasstongue. From what I can recall he was never formally married, but had a child out of wedlock with another soldier—a [Major]—when he was quite young. And my understanding is that this Wing Commander Embria grew up travelling with Liscor’s army, so I would assume she was raised by both parents as Liscor’s army travelled from place to place. As for Relc Grasstongue himself, he had a notable career for over two and a half decades until he suddenly retired, an oddity among Liscor’s [Soldiers]. Considered highly dangerous…known for his speed which could match a Courier’s…what else? He never made it past [Sergeant], and in an army like Liscor’s that’s telling.” |
| 6.17 S | “It was a different time! After the First Antinium War, when we held the walls and we could count the number of officers that survived? I had [Majors] and [Colonels] knocking on my door, very nice young Drakes and Gnolls. Always in need of gold. Always so thankful, as were the high command. And between all of it, the donations to the city, the rest, I suppose it ran out. That was an unpleasant day. I had to sell a lot of my gear to pay off the debts by the time I broke even.” |
| Interlude – Embria | 4th Company’s officers got their own, smaller mess hall to eat in. The [Captains], [Lieutenants], and a few [Sergeants] had the privilege of dining with their [Wing Commander], a rank roughly equivalent to [Major] in other military traditions. The [Commander] rank that Embria possessed meant she acted with autonomy and authority; the officer ranks below her possessed some of the privileges and abilities she did, but the [Wing Commander] class was a leadership role of note. |
| 7.02 | “Wyverns don’t think, [Major]. These ones are clearly distracted by something. But we have our orders. Directly from Pallass.” |
| 7.17 S | The Drake [Major] was snapping at people asking questions. And he was not in a mood to share details, even if he’d been privy to them. He put his hand on the hilt of the mace he carried when words weren’t enough. |
| 7.17 S | The [Major] called out weakly. The two elites, a Dullahan and Drake, crossed the blades they carried—long glaive-type weapons—in front of the doors. Saliss paused. |
| 7.17 S | He tried to limbo under the spears. The Drake [Major] stared at Saliss. Like a true Pallassian, he almost forgot Saliss was naked, even though it was…obvious. |
| 7.17 S | Saliss was edging around the spears. The [Soldiers] were looking at the [Major] for guidance. By all rights, they should have already picked Saliss up, slammed him onto the street, and proceeded to kick him hard enough to justify his visit to another [Healer]. |
| 7.17 S | For someone else they might have. But Saliss just leaned on the two spears the [Soldiers] were keeping crossed. He gave the Drake [Major] a cheerful grin. |
| 7.34 C | Cirille caught herself. But Merish had been nodding. The Izrilian [Major] ignored that last bit as he cleared his throat. |
| 8.64 K | Another [Major] was begging to lead a charge with his brigade. They surrounded the [Supreme Marshal], who, sensing the end was nigh, had abandoned all luxuries and was standing at the command table. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 2) | “Not under our command? What do I do? Just ignore them? They’re being led by some Gnoll with a fancy spear. Listen, [Major]. I at least need to tell them where to go. I won’t have some cowardly [Mercenary Captain] running off if…” |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | Velden barked, and Vess stepped forwards nervously. The [Strategist] eyed him, and one of the [Majors] huffed. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | He meant torture. Vess looked uncertainly at Velden, and Sokkel’s brows rose. He looked at the [Major], at the Soldier, and rolled his eyes. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | Sokkel’s voice was flat. He looked at Vess like the younger Drake was an idiot. The [Major] glared, mostly because the [Strategist] was ignoring him. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | Sokkel interrupted the [Major] briskly. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | The [Major] snapped back, clearly at the end of whatever issue he had with Sokkel himself. Sokkel’s flat glare made him back up. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | “Yes, well. Courageous as your squad was for capturing the Antinium Soldier, [Major]…I very much doubt any other unit from a city would try that. Much less try to interrogate an Antinium Soldier. They can’t talk. They’re physically incapable of it.” |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | Vess’ mouth opened. The [Major] hesitated. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | However, all this meant that 53 was now even more valuable, and the angry [Major] told Velden to guard him and wait…for the Gnoll [Spearmaster]. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | “You’d have to speak to our [Major], Slaver…” |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | “Enough for everyone here, I might add. Or should I regretfully turn myself in to your [Major] for discussions?” |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | Cubol kept talking, and Vess realized too late that they should have called for a [Major] the moment he appeared. The moment he sat down, it had been too late. He realized the danger they were in as soon as Velden began asking where they might find a Soldier’s body, and someone got up. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | They were all around them. The confused screaming of Big Yam alerted the camp, but no one knew what was happening. A [Major] stumbled out of his tent. |
| Interlude – Hectval (Pt. 3) | “They didn’t send anyone higher? No [Majors]? I didn’t expect our [Strategists]…none of our field [Tacticians]?” |