Idk that knife ear might have the best idea, make stories for kids, become brother elf instead of mother goose. When other humans come looking for trouble the humans raised for generations on your stories will fight for you just out of nostalgia.
I must note that knife ear is the elf version of the n-word, it is a racial slur, just so you don’t piss an elf or anything. Ya know? Edit: tone/ wording
@@centurion7993 I am fully aware it's a slur the damn knife ears know what their racist elitist xenophobic asses did. Name one franchise where the elves didn't screw everything up from first causes.
@@crystalalarm3 At least the knife eared bastards can be forced to live with their failures, the mayfly humans can do whatever they damn well want without repercussion because they'll die before it gets to them.
@@techstuff9198 endlessly moping about the state of the world from a hidden retreat guarded by xenophobic guards who shoot to kill any “intruders” regardless of intent versus upholding generations of oaths designed to support a rightful leader in the time of greatest need (once the formalities have been seen to). If the knife-ear reinforcements ever decided to turn up to the fight when it starts instead of after a defensive force is down to a last ditch garrison then maybe the forces of evil could for once be routed instead of merely inconvenienced. One would think that a long lived race would know better than to ignore the revival, power basing and build up of an unprecedented threat to the current (however tenuous) peace despite often being the first to know about it yet recruiting only the most hapless and ill equipped parties to look into it.
When those last four qualities show up, massive upheavals do often accompany the event - the elf wasn't wrong.. Sure is nice to imagine a whole bunch of Elves working feverishly to essentially chain-cast Ameliorate Turpitude as stylishly and inspiringly as possible.
The entire Elven people, working for decades on preparations of a single season long ritual casting, weaving runes into the land, sky, and stars themselves to make the spell last for all time. Then the spell is cast, the spell that is the only hope of Elvenkind…Friendship.
You know what always bothers me about stories with elves? They never show what happens when humans make guns. Except warhammer fantasy, it always brings a tear of joy to my eye when a thousand year old sword Master gets mulched by a cannon ball.
That's such a treat. "OH HON HON!! I'm 2000 years old and am a master mage and swords--" suddenly his head explodes and a Dawii is just sitting back 300 yards with a smoking rifle and a grin "Yea yea yea, ya dagger eared git...."
@@nuru666he was a wazzok anyway! This is why dawi and manlings get along and the elves are Isolated to an island. They think its paradise but they are just quarantined from the rest of the world.
Bows were actually better, if you had the time to train with them properly, until the late nineteenth century. Not so long ago. Only then, with widespread repeaters (semi or fully automatic weapons in our parlance) did guns become "better" weapons. Before that they were just cheaper. You didn't have to train a longbowman for 10 years to pull a 120 pound bow and aim it, you just had to train a dude, almost any dude, for a couple of weeks to light a match and point the angry end vaguely toward the bad guys. Logistically, much cheaper. So, in my thinking: Elves using bows makes a lot of sense. They have time. In their individual 100 years before maturity 10 years spent on The Best Weapon every few weekends is an afterthought. Hell, I only have a few semesters of physics and I seem to have a better grasp than most. That bit scares me more.
This one better have more energy than the others. If it's not as loud as a jacksepticeye intro where I almost go deaf from the first word it's not enough energy. I need "replaced water with red bull in my coffee" sort of energy
During the second story this came to mind- I pray with great misgivings to whatever gods may be That no evil lasts forever dead men rise up never that even the weariest river winds somewere safe to sea -Keats-? I think that is from Keats Peresphone poem. Not sure. Used to come to me nights, when being shot at. Seems appropriate somehow. Fur the Algorerithm!
@@alonenotlonely1179 If only. I go barefoot this day. If I had your warning only earlier that might be different. It's a construction zone, too: helmets, boots, gloves, eyewear, a vest are required. Armor. I may take refuge in audacity. Let's see if that works.
I love your narrations. Please don't think I'm condescending, but some of your unorthodox pronunciations are jarring. Epitome is more commonly pronounced e-pit-uh-me
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Protect your Prince well Honorable Guardman, he is young for such wisdom in an Elf.
Humans aren't bound to the land. We are bound to the stars. The land is just a starting and resting place.
I love you.
Jack of all master of none.
Better still, than a master of only one.
@Mother Rab Master of some.
Jack of all and maybe master of one or two
We are masters of mastering
@@Crazylom true. most if not all of us are capable of becoming a master of something. the hard part is finding it.
A Jack of all trades is master of none, but always better than a master of one.
Idk that knife ear might have the best idea, make stories for kids, become brother elf instead of mother goose. When other humans come looking for trouble the humans raised for generations on your stories will fight for you just out of nostalgia.
I must note that knife ear is the elf version of the n-word, it is a racial slur, just so you don’t piss an elf or anything. Ya know?
Edit: tone/ wording
@@centurion7993 I am fully aware it's a slur the damn knife ears know what their racist elitist xenophobic asses did. Name one franchise where the elves didn't screw everything up from first causes.
@@crystalalarm3 Nathan-Fillion.gif
@@crystalalarm3 At least the knife eared bastards can be forced to live with their failures, the mayfly humans can do whatever they damn well want without repercussion because they'll die before it gets to them.
@@techstuff9198 endlessly moping about the state of the world from a hidden retreat guarded by xenophobic guards who shoot to kill any “intruders” regardless of intent versus upholding generations of oaths designed to support a rightful leader in the time of greatest need (once the formalities have been seen to).
If the knife-ear reinforcements ever decided to turn up to the fight when it starts instead of after a defensive force is down to a last ditch garrison then maybe the forces of evil could for once be routed instead of merely inconvenienced.
One would think that a long lived race would know better than to ignore the revival, power basing and build up of an unprecedented threat to the current (however tenuous) peace despite often being the first to know about it yet recruiting only the most hapless and ill equipped parties to look into it.
When those last four qualities show up, massive upheavals do often accompany the event - the elf wasn't wrong..
Sure is nice to imagine a whole bunch of Elves working feverishly to essentially chain-cast Ameliorate Turpitude as stylishly and inspiringly as possible.
The entire Elven people, working for decades on preparations of a single season long ritual casting, weaving runes into the land, sky, and stars themselves to make the spell last for all time. Then the spell is cast, the spell that is the only hope of Elvenkind…Friendship.
Potential is almost as dangerous as skill, and can be more threatening.
Indeed. There are few things in life as dangerous as an informed idiot or inexperienced genius.
uff^^ that elf one was pretty morbid..
leave it to the wise longliving ones to see that their time is running out.
You know what always bothers me about stories with elves?
They never show what happens when humans make guns.
Except warhammer fantasy, it always brings a tear of joy to my eye when a thousand year old sword Master gets mulched by a cannon ball.
there was one where the elves went to war with the humans. Saw the tech they were using and noped the f out
@@AgroSquerril link or it didn't happen!
That's such a treat. "OH HON HON!! I'm 2000 years old and am a master mage and swords--" suddenly his head explodes and a Dawii is just sitting back 300 yards with a smoking rifle and a grin "Yea yea yea, ya dagger eared git...."
@@nuru666he was a wazzok anyway! This is why dawi and manlings get along and the elves are Isolated to an island. They think its paradise but they are just quarantined from the rest of the world.
Bows were actually better, if you had the time to train with them properly, until the late nineteenth century. Not so long ago. Only then, with widespread repeaters (semi or fully automatic weapons in our parlance) did guns become "better" weapons.
Before that they were just cheaper. You didn't have to train a longbowman for 10 years to pull a 120 pound bow and aim it, you just had to train a dude, almost any dude, for a couple of weeks to light a match and point the angry end vaguely toward the bad guys. Logistically, much cheaper.
So, in my thinking: Elves using bows makes a lot of sense. They have time. In their individual 100 years before maturity 10 years spent on The Best Weapon every few weekends is an afterthought. Hell, I only have a few semesters of physics and I seem to have a better grasp than most. That bit scares me more.
Bob the dragon deserves his own story to be read lmao
This one better have more energy than the others. If it's not as loud as a jacksepticeye intro where I almost go deaf from the first word it's not enough energy.
I need "replaced water with red bull in my coffee" sort of energy
he must spend a fortune replacing blown out mics.... :D
A rather apt description of humanity.
For the stories that make us believe we can be better than we are
You had me worried with that intro. I was so relieved at the "sike"
Thank you for your work you do great narrations.
a pleasure , glad you are enjoying
During the second story this came to mind-
I pray with great misgivings
to whatever gods may be
That no evil lasts forever
dead men rise up never
that even the weariest river
winds somewere safe to sea
-Keats-?
I think that is from Keats Peresphone poem. Not sure. Used to come to me nights, when being shot at. Seems appropriate somehow.
Fur the Algorerithm!
I just love the space stories
One of the more intuitive elves. If he’s helping the right community it may even work
There is commerce among humans which may help spread the message.
Humanity really is feral.
Bless the Squerril
For the algorithm
For the algorithm and the narrator.
For the Algorithm
For the Algorithm, For the Author(s), For the Disembodied Voice!
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A comment to appease the algorithm and help the channel.
Nice
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To please the algorithm!
The algorithm gives me a slight tingling of the fingers.
That'll be the nanite swarm. Keep an eye on your socks. Guard them well.
@@alonenotlonely1179 If only. I go barefoot this day. If I had your warning only earlier that might be different. It's a construction zone, too: helmets, boots, gloves, eyewear, a vest are required. Armor. I may take refuge in audacity. Let's see if that works.
Stupendous
:)
Marvellous
Bīble the dragon
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F.T.A !
Hehe xd for the algorithm
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I love your narrations. Please don't think I'm condescending, but some of your unorthodox pronunciations are jarring. Epitome is more commonly pronounced e-pit-uh-me
For the AS m r.... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Aren't we all Data Magnets deep down?
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