- [Warlords]
Aliases for [Warlord]
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Mentions
Chapter | Text |
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| 3.35 | The first is size. It’s too hard to expand and keep supply lines going. Too, a larger nation faces a much greater risk of internal strife or dissent from within. And even if a nation gets a proper transport system and bureaucracy running, such empires usually fail simply because the [Emperor] or [Warlord] gets old and dies. |
| 6.15 K | “He was a champion of the people, wasn’t he? Don’t lie, father. Didn’t he start a war with the Medilean Kingdom when he heard the royal family had been overthrown and a tyrannical [Warlord] had taken over? Wasn’t he the man who fought the Order of the Black Judgment when they became little more than bandits?” |
| 7.08 K | ‘Come on over, lead my armies for a year or two. See if we work well together. I’ll give you a nice horse.’ But it happened. That was how it worked. Sometimes it was a good [Warlord], or a [Colonel] serving in an army you could entice with the offer of a new class, an army to lead, and good pay. |
| 7.25 | And then the [Archmage] grew older. The [Warlord] suffered a heart attack. His armies dispersed. They created evil empires. |
| 7.25 | And then—the empires began to crumble. The magic faded. Constructs were lost, the spells dissolved. The legacy of the [Archmage] was forgotten, only scraps remaining. The [Warlord] was gone, his name lost to time. |
| 7.46 K | “Vampires? Fetch me my armaments of the sun! Bear unto me proof of their existence and I shall arm the armies of Khelt with precious wood and silver and pile the sands with the corpses of the bloodstealers until even the most depraved of [Warlords] would turn away and beg for mercy.” |
| 7.50 | The Wistram television was the first of its kind. People wanted to be on it. That was everyone, from [Kings] and [Queens] to powerful [Warlords] and [Mages]. |
| 8.14 N | “I’ve met Dragons and bested Djinni! I’ve broken the Labyrinth of Souls and seen the words of the architects! I have beheld Elves and broken armies by the greatest [Kings] and [Warlords] of my era!” |
| 8.16 | Like a [Commander]. Like a miniature [Warlord] in green. Her sword pointed, and the Drakes looked up at the unfamiliar voice. They scrambled— |
| 8.26 FK | However—if there was one way in which Fetohep agreed with the String Folk, it was crucially in this: a petty [Warlord] could destroy and despoil. A battle won or lost was little to be proud of. A war? Perhaps. Yet the King of Khelt believed that if you were going to win, it should be in style. It should be a grandiose victory that they told stories about. When you struck your enemy, their children should wake up howling. |
| 8.46 G | One was a [Warlord] from ages past. The other scratched at her chin. |
| 8.46 G | The [Warlord] rolled his eyes. |
| 8.62 K | “For one reason alone, I think his cause was right. For me. There are [Kings] and [Warlords] across this world. His kingdom was bigger than most. He is not a perfect man.” |
| 9.20 | “…There are dangerous Goblins, just like there are criminals and [Warlords] in every species. I’m just saying—not every Goblin is trying to kill you. Like…like her. See? There’s a Goblin. Hi, Gothica.” |
| 9.63 | Loerhin, a [Warlord] from the dawn of Roshal’s existence, one of the mightiest combatants by far. He had put even Yazdil’s mightiest servant, Iert, onto the ground with a single blow. |
| 9.63 | Which was to say, Human. Yazdil walked forwards, robes swishing, and sat down. Loerhin had stiffened, but he relaxed slightly and motioned. He had already equipped rings with dangerous war spells, and he carried a sword; he was every bit the [Warlord] that Yazdil took him to be. |
| 9.63 | “You will feel things soon enough. Let you out? You are no use as Lord Loerhin Kallinad. I do not need a [Warlord]. Stay here, with me. Your Skills and everything else will be put to better uses.” |
| 10.00 L | To her surprise, the Titan of Baleros actually smiled, and here his eyes lit up. He ceased being the [Warlord] and was once again the Professor, who turned and looked around at the shelves of books and documents behind him. |
| 10.06 | Goblin [Mercenaries]. Leading Goblins and being led by Goblins, by Niers Astoragon. One of the most uninspiring titles ever titled for a book that was considered more contentious than other books written by actual [Warlords] and, in Cotm’s opinion, espousing far more heinous things. |
| 10.07 | Boring trophies. The kind you’d find in any half-baked [Warlord]’s tent, really. Niers bet the King of Destruction had had many before they’d been sold off. The thing was…he stared at the bow, sometimes. |
| 10.14 | “With respect, Your Highness, Queen Ielane is of the opinion that one can run a secure household in two ways. First, with high-level experts, who are difficult to manage and satisfy. The [Prince] and his [Warlords] theory. The second is to have a well-equipped, well-trained force. They may fail at times, but they can be replaced and relied upon.” |