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“And makeing there way to the ring now THE CAVALRY.
A combined weight of 430 pounds, there both highly ranked competitors here today..”And yes that is possibly the best dressed wrestling crowd i’ve ever seen.
but i’ve been watching an odd mix wrestling lately, on hand it’s FMW with
Megumi Kudo & Combat Toyoda vs. Manami Toyota and Yamada 09/19/92Which is technicality brilliant, Manami Toyota does thing make your head spin to watch but i don’t understand a word of it.
The other hand is Smoky Mountain Wrestling, full of southern territory style and it’s a real time warp, 80’s mullets, some wrestlers are still billed as being from the USSR (in 92!)
In other news i might continue the theme, ??? the fighting princes of parts unknown.
It had been an interesting week ever since Sapphira grandma’s had passed away.
She was being hunted by cyborg zombies from the blackest depths of space.
Why? it was something to do the case.
She was lucky, how many people get there own guardian angel to pull them out of harm?
The tall blue eyed blonde was called Raven Celeste and she had mutted something about a gene de-encrypter.
After there flight from Travis-burg star-port, a working passage to the Rechworlds.
She was glade to be back on the ground and have clean air to breath again.
A week on Isolde Von Kreisel’s ship breathing in the sheared farts 500 cattle had given here a perverse hunger for beef.
It was not much of a marriage, just some belated gift giveing with out any kind of ceremony as Iarrarl gave Amalie a gold torque and she a bracer inlayed with silver in return.
They where an odd but passionate couple, Iarrarl so statuesque and powerfull of figurer, her eyes a frosty blue and silver hair
Amalie was smaller, a head shorter then her partner with long flowing brown hair and deep blue green eyes.
The nears anything got to ceremony was Fjorleif’s tattooing of Iarrarl’s cheeks, the thick scar being filled in to a vibrant blue.
By the third day after the duel the weather turned, a cold icy wind started blowing down from the north.
A new energy took over the village, we hunted game at a rate i’d never seen before, it was race against the cold and worse, much worse.
And it came the long night of winter and in that night, down from across mountains they came, a hordes of bandits and marauders.
I had been lead to believe, falsely as i would come to know, that the Thulean wastes marked the edge of world.
After all it was the place where the land turned in endless ice and snow.
Fjorleif told me what lay beyond the wastes, the Riphean Mountains, jagged shards of ice the reach up in to the sky.
And after that a world of fire and ice, a place where the Titanomachy still held sway in a massive fortress of black stone.First Against them was Fjorleif the Skull Maiden.
She was a terrible sight, a giant of woman her face hidden behind the silver skull mask, body clad in a heroic cuirass of blacken steel and arms covered in spikes each point glinting in the winter sun.
A bit of a better pose.
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Swat team
Well the same officer in 2.5 and 3.
Walls crack and low does the strong hold fall!
One of these days i’m going put all the fantasy warriors together and do some actual story back ground for them.
Shamelessly CopiedInspired by This scene.A Viking!
I’m still trying out different helmets.
A shouting berserk.
