Illustrated by Lefty LeMur The question had been rhetorical, thrown into space by boredom from lips that seldom idled with such insignificances. The answer was known to every person in the kingdom, would certainly be known by erudites down the ages, yet it was not the one the empty room provided. Had it come from [...]
It had been three months since the emperor had united all the warring factions under one banner. Three months since the fighting had stopped, three months of peace and three thrice accursed months since Paetos had found any work. “No no…We do not need extra swords they say…we all support the peace and the empire [...]
The yellow pools of light from swinging lanterns dimly lit the corridors. Long dark shadows clung to archways. Not a torch ruffled the blackness strangling the isolated pools of light, not a sound disturbed the silence. Miaoo- ended in a dull thud. Muffled curses came from a particularly black patch of shadow. ‘Not now, Sugarplum! [...]
Tunebeorg. The final year of the Star Council Thwack! Two wooden weapons clashed in the tiny alley between the smithy and the bakery. Timon, the smith’s son, held his stick-sword with one-handed grace. His opponent, Fleta, the baker’s son, held his stick like a two handed battle axe. Fleta roared and swung his axe overhead [...]
Welcome to a place where men are men, women are women (unless they’re uber-evil sorceresses or warrior princesses, that is) – for this spellbinding issue of Schlock! Join us in an exotic world of adventure teeming with barbarians, dinosaurs, monsters and bloody battles – as we embrace one of the pulpiest pleasures of all…. SWORDS. [...]
