Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150307231018/@comment-24306135-20150423233207

Sauron's Ward had failed some time ago, as he'd foregone wearing Glasshouse in favor of his prized beret, and he'd switched out his scout rifle, powerful as it was, for the close-range abilities of Red Death. He reholstered his scattergun and leapt down, spearing Dreg and Vandal alike on his bayonet as he pushed back toward the Relay Station's roof. Once there, he activated his Vault and bellowed a call of defiance at the Fallen's Archon in its own language.

"LAY ON, MACDUFF! AND DAMNED BE HE THAT FIRST CRIES "HOLD, ENOUGH!"

With that, he reached down into his vault and withdrew an English broadsword, a bucking pegasus inscribed into its relic-iron and spinmetal blade, forged in the bellows of Deep Stone Keep through the arcane mastery of Void Light. Then, Sauron leapt down into the horde.

(Also, I'm retconning out the guitar/Vietnam time jump, since with more thought it dosen't really fit my character's story too well. It's still awesome, though.)