A fallen hero rises once more.
Bone and blade bound by unfinished fate.
Through cursed lands and mocking death,
honor is reclaimed step by shattered step—
not by life, but by will.
🎧
A fallen hero rises once more.
Bone and blade bound by unfinished fate.
Through cursed lands and mocking death,
honor is reclaimed step by shattered step—
not by life, but by will.
🎧
The frost recedes, the yard stirs.
Paths once buried come into view.
In a new year, the world remains vast,
and survival still belongs
to those who keep moving.
⏰ Grounded 2 tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #Grounded2
The frost recedes, the yard stirs.
Paths once buried come into view.
In a new year, the world remains vast,
and survival still belongs
to those who keep moving.
⏰ Grounded 2 tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #Grounded2
“Step back and steady your breath.
Not every moment demands motion.
Read the ground.
Measure the distance.
When your mind is clear again,
move with intent instead of impulse.”
“Step back and steady your breath.
Not every moment demands motion.
Read the ground.
Measure the distance.
When your mind is clear again,
move with intent instead of impulse.”
From burning Troy he carried the old gods away,
father on his back, child at his side.
Across storm-tossed seas he led the displaced,
leaving love behind for a fate not yet born.
In foreign fields he fought for a future,
and from his war, a world would rise.
Who was he?
#Myth #War
The wasteland doesn’t break you all at once.
It wears you down, piece by piece.
Tonight, we press forward,
but proving we can endure.
Paths are chosen.
Mistakes are owned.
& Appalachia remembers.
🕘 Fallout 76 — Tonight @ 9:00 PM EST
The wasteland doesn’t break you all at once.
It wears you down, piece by piece.
Tonight, we press forward,
but proving we can endure.
Paths are chosen.
Mistakes are owned.
& Appalachia remembers.
🕘 Fallout 76 — Tonight @ 9:00 PM EST
Radiation works fast in the wasteland.
You wake up changed—and it’s permanent.
What mutation did you get, and how bad is it?
The Forge remembers survival isn’t always clean.
#TheForge #MutationRoulette
Radiation works fast in the wasteland.
You wake up changed—and it’s permanent.
What mutation did you get, and how bad is it?
The Forge remembers survival isn’t always clean.
#TheForge #MutationRoulette
Flesh and fury collide.
Man breaks—beast answers.
Every strike feeds the roar within,
every clash a release of instinct.
No strategy. No mercy.
Only the fight.
🎧
Flesh and fury collide.
Man breaks—beast answers.
Every strike feeds the roar within,
every clash a release of instinct.
No strategy. No mercy.
Only the fight.
🎧
The stars endure as ages turn.
Old roads fade, new paths open.
In a fresh year shaped by choice & steel,
the realm calls to those ready
to move forward.
⏰ Final Fantasy XIV Online tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #FFXIV
The stars endure as ages turn.
Old roads fade, new paths open.
In a fresh year shaped by choice & steel,
the realm calls to those ready
to move forward.
⏰ Final Fantasy XIV Online tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #FFXIV
“You chose your direction with a clear mind.
That choice still stands.
Distraction will pull.
The path will resist.
Hold your focus and keep moving—
not because it is easy,
but because you decided where you are going.”
“You chose your direction with a clear mind.
That choice still stands.
Distraction will pull.
The path will resist.
Hold your focus and keep moving—
not because it is easy,
but because you decided where you are going.”
Fires burned across the open plain.
Warriors struck shields and shouted a name—“Gurzil.”
Horned standards rose with the dust and smoke.
No walls, no silence, no restraint.
From the rocky rise above, I watched them claim war
as blood, land, and survival.
Fires burned across the open plain.
Warriors struck shields and shouted a name—“Gurzil.”
Horned standards rose with the dust and smoke.
No walls, no silence, no restraint.
From the rocky rise above, I watched them claim war
as blood, land, and survival.
From Macedon he marched east at a young age,
cutting the Gordian knot instead of untangling it.
Across deserts and rivers his banners advanced,
empires falling before his relentless will.
He sought no borders—
only the edge of the known world.
Who was he?
#History #War
"I could stop mocking you, War.
But that implies you’d change — and we both know that will never happen."
War never changes.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
"I could stop mocking you, War.
But that implies you’d change — and we both know that will never happen."
War never changes.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
The wasteland doesn’t reset.
Every step forward leaves a mark.
Tonight, we return to the ruins,
not to conquer,
but to survive what comes next.
Lessons are learned.
Scars remain.
& Appalachia endures.
🕘 Fallout 76 — Tonight @ 9:00 PM EST
The wasteland doesn’t reset.
Every step forward leaves a mark.
Tonight, we return to the ruins,
not to conquer,
but to survive what comes next.
Lessons are learned.
Scars remain.
& Appalachia endures.
🕘 Fallout 76 — Tonight @ 9:00 PM EST
The wasteland offers no forges—only scraps and bad ideas.
You build a melee weapon from whatever you can scavenge.
What’s the base, what did you add, and what did it become?
The Forge remembers blades born of ruin.
#TheForge #MakeshiftMelee
The wasteland offers no forges—only scraps and bad ideas.
You build a melee weapon from whatever you can scavenge.
What’s the base, what did you add, and what did it become?
The Forge remembers blades born of ruin.
#TheForge #MakeshiftMelee
A world on the brink.
A boy bound to fate.
Through loss, resolve, and rising war,
the journey unfolds across generations.
Not a retelling—
but an echo of legend carried forward.
🎧
A world on the brink.
A boy bound to fate.
Through loss, resolve, and rising war,
the journey unfolds across generations.
Not a retelling—
but an echo of legend carried forward.
🎧
Winter loosens its grip.
Steel warms, camps stir, tracks reappear.
A new year turns beneath open skies—
and the hunt awakens with it.
⏰ Monster Hunter Wilds tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #MHWilds
Winter loosens its grip.
Steel warms, camps stir, tracks reappear.
A new year turns beneath open skies—
and the hunt awakens with it.
⏰ Monster Hunter Wilds tonight @9pm EST
📍 https://www.twitch.tv/gauntlarion
#WildWednesday #MHWilds
“If your resolve lived only in the turning,
it will fracture under the first strain.
But if you stand when the weight pushes back,
if you keep moving when the vow feels heavy,
this year will not outlast you.”
“If your resolve lived only in the turning,
it will fracture under the first strain.
But if you stand when the weight pushes back,
if you keep moving when the vow feels heavy,
this year will not outlast you.”
High passes echoed with low chanting.
Lamps burned steady as drums marked the air.
I heard a name spoken within stone walls—“Mahākāla.”
Blades were set aside, hands folded, eyes fixed inward.
From the ridge above, I watched them prepare for war
without ever seeking it.
High passes echoed with low chanting.
Lamps burned steady as drums marked the air.
I heard a name spoken within stone walls—“Mahākāla.”
Blades were set aside, hands folded, eyes fixed inward.
From the ridge above, I watched them prepare for war
without ever seeking it.
From the northern plains she rode in borrowed armor,
answering a levy meant for her father.
Through years of border war she stood unbroken,
blade and banner earning a soldier’s name.
When the fighting ended, she chose home—
but never returned the same.
Who was she?
#Myth #War
"Another year begins, and you still look surprised.
I would have thought you’d learned by now."
Wonder fades slower than understanding.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
"Another year begins, and you still look surprised.
I would have thought you’d learned by now."
Wonder fades slower than understanding.
#Abyssion #ViciousMockery
Bombs have fallen.
The world ended & kept going anyway.
Tonight, we step into the ruins,
not as heroes or saviors,
but as something more dangerous: survivors with purpose.
Vault doors open.
& Appalachia waits.
🕤 Fallout 76 Tonight @9:45 PM EST
Bombs have fallen.
The world ended & kept going anyway.
Tonight, we step into the ruins,
not as heroes or saviors,
but as something more dangerous: survivors with purpose.
Vault doors open.
& Appalachia waits.
🕤 Fallout 76 Tonight @9:45 PM EST
A forgotten cabin hides a still-warm cauldron.
You mix whatever’s nearby and take a sip.
What bizarre side effect does the potion unleash?
The Forge remembers magic that never goes as planned.
#TheForge #BrewGoneWrong
A forgotten cabin hides a still-warm cauldron.
You mix whatever’s nearby and take a sip.
What bizarre side effect does the potion unleash?
The Forge remembers magic that never goes as planned.
#TheForge #BrewGoneWrong
From ruin, I burned.
From despair, I broke.
But from the ashes
I rise.
Not alone, nor forgotten,
forged anew in fire & brotherhood.
🎧https://youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_k4XfW_OdFvaIAsDKfeiWCrlVvkPDtH_Q8&si=-DSOG2eiXDBGweVQ
#NewMusic #AshesToAscension
From ruin, I burned.
From despair, I broke.
But from the ashes
I rise.
Not alone, nor forgotten,
forged anew in fire & brotherhood.
🎧https://youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_k4XfW_OdFvaIAsDKfeiWCrlVvkPDtH_Q8&si=-DSOG2eiXDBGweVQ
#NewMusic #AshesToAscension
The year does not end—
it sheds its skin.
Old fires burn down to embers,
and new ones are sworn into being.
We carry the scars forward,
not to forget the past,
but to face what comes unbroken.
Heill ok sæll inn nýja hringr.
#WildWednesday
The year does not end—
it sheds its skin.
Old fires burn down to embers,
and new ones are sworn into being.
We carry the scars forward,
not to forget the past,
but to face what comes unbroken.
Heill ok sæll inn nýja hringr.
#WildWednesday