sca-nerd:

rosslynpaladin:

systlin:

stitch-n-time:

dancing-thru-clouds:

systlin:

systlin:

I’m reading a tutorial on making an SCA heavy combat axe, and just

The last step before taking your axe out and dealing wholesale violence with it is, in my opinion, the most important. Put on your gear, and have somebody who knows how to throw a shot hit you with it.

I love my people. 

An ancient SCA proverb; 

“A 6 foot 200 pound heavily armored man with an axe? No problem. A 5 foot 2 110 pound combat archer? FUCK.” 

An small sample of An Tirian proverbs:

“Kill the archers FIRST”

“If they bring a siege weapon, you will die. Just make it count”

“If you’re going to wear a spiky belt buckle, do not lean over the castle walls. If we have to call a hold to rescue you, we will never let you forget it” -it’s true, we have never let him forget it. One of my friends was hanging UPSIDE DOWN OVER A CASTLE WALL because his pointy belt got caught in the wood during a battle. They had to call a hold, and apparently it was pretty funny

Three high level pointy hats were on top of a wall. Opposing side had siege engines. One was a catapult.

Said pointy hats were standing there talking, watching a rather pitched battle. This… round… thing comes at them out of nowhere. They stand there, talking, watching it come. King in the middle calmly watches it bounce off of his chest.

“What was that?”

“Equivalent of a cannonball.”

………

“Well fuck.”

PPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

and here’s me wanting to be a combat archer. 

“why is your armor so light?”

“I need to be able to run in it.”

“So you yield when they get close?”

“As long as my arrow can clear my bow, they are going down.”

I do not yield. I go down fighting.