Nit picking, but vikings did not have horns on their battle helmets. It is rather inconvenient when an enemy weapon hits a horn and knocks your helmet askew or wenches your neck.
Boob armor is almost as bad, so fantasy valkyries are double dipping the sauce of combat impracticality.
Oh, no! Boob Armor, ruled out on the sharp and unforgiving edges of combat reality! The horror!
(That’s right up there with how female warriors are always running around in skimpy outfits that provide zero protection, even from mosquitos. As a woman who served, it makes my eyes cross.)
I always thought “Pict” was a somehow silly name for a barbarian. I know they hung out with Conan and everything, but still, how did other barbarians take them seriously at mixers?
Nit picking, but vikings did not have horns on their battle helmets. It is rather inconvenient when an enemy weapon hits a horn and knocks your helmet askew or wenches your neck.
Boob armor is almost as bad, so fantasy valkyries are double dipping the sauce of combat impracticality.
Oh, no! Boob Armor, ruled out on the sharp and unforgiving edges of combat reality! The horror!
(That’s right up there with how female warriors are always running around in skimpy outfits that provide zero protection, even from mosquitos. As a woman who served, it makes my eyes cross.)
Makes my eyes cross too, but in a different way.
Those are your legs, not your eyes, bro.
If you pull the chain hanging off his horn, will the helmet light up like a desk lamp?
Snort…no, that’s a Clap-on, Clap-off Helmet!
Duh, that’s how you wind it.
I always thought “Pict” was a somehow silly name for a barbarian. I know they hung out with Conan and everything, but still, how did other barbarians take them seriously at mixers?
Because they were always depicted as total kick-ass warriors, that’s why. 😉