True, but I never underestimate the deviousness of the resident artists and writers and I wasn’t sure if the similar skin color was a definitive clue. The facial expression… pretty much.
Sarah actually looks the worse for wear. I guess it was only a matter of time before she met her match or at least her equal. After all, a character who wins every confrontation gets boring after a while.
sorry old boy. left out two words. what i wanted to type was
jason you have captured the fascinate charm of olden times barwenching. what can i say. you have me beguiled with excellent boobs and hot and sweaty bodies.
I’m glad that’s over. A sword fight is no way to settle a matter of honor this critical. The real warrior knows that a matter of this importance can only be settled through a true contest of warrior skill and cunning: We DEMAND jello wrestling!
kinda figured it was the normal one due the skin color and tone of both guys that the skinny one was the husband, i have a feeling the “trembling one” is strategical one of the marriage while the fighter is the muscle..
as someone once said “Brute force is useful when you walk up to a babbling idiot and smack it, when that babbling idiot knows how to defend itself and how to use a weapon and knows how to make the use of the things around him..brute force.. becomes the babbling idiot”
Ha! I knew it!
I figured as much too, once I considered more closely the looks on the boys’ faces when the challenge was made.
That and their skin is roughly the same color.
True, but I never underestimate the deviousness of the resident artists and writers and I wasn’t sure if the similar skin color was a definitive clue. The facial expression… pretty much.
Sarah actually looks the worse for wear. I guess it was only a matter of time before she met her match or at least her equal. After all, a character who wins every confrontation gets boring after a while.
“She [the warrior babe] is like a Klingon woman.” – Worf, son of Mogh
For a mere psychotic Human to hold out against that is doing pretty good.
It’s probably just because she had more clothes and hair to get messed up than the other one.
i love this story line. hot warrior babe is making this so much more fun!
Hot Warrior Babes make most things ‘much more fun’. Ask any barbarian guy.
Ah, yes: I should have noticed the skin tone.
Sarah actually looks much prettier, mussed up like this!
jason you have captured fascinate charm of olden times barwenching. what can i say. you have beguiled with excellent boobs and hot and sweaty bodies.
sorry old boy. left out two words. what i wanted to type was
jason you have captured the fascinate charm of olden times barwenching. what can i say. you have me beguiled with excellent boobs and hot and sweaty bodies.
And you’re still misspelling a word or two, leaving aside the e.e. cummings stylisms.
I’m glad that’s over. A sword fight is no way to settle a matter of honor this critical. The real warrior knows that a matter of this importance can only be settled through a true contest of warrior skill and cunning: We DEMAND jello wrestling!
Sarah doesn’t even look angry. Amused, even. Must be because she enjoys hurting people…
Answer for Sarah: “When the fight stopped being super hot.”
Actually, the answer should be “when I knew I wasn’t going to be the one getting hurt.”
kinda figured it was the normal one due the skin color and tone of both guys that the skinny one was the husband, i have a feeling the “trembling one” is strategical one of the marriage while the fighter is the muscle..
as someone once said “Brute force is useful when you walk up to a babbling idiot and smack it, when that babbling idiot knows how to defend itself and how to use a weapon and knows how to make the use of the things around him..brute force.. becomes the babbling idiot”
a wise man doesn’t get between two warring females. especialy if one of them is yours. no way to win. i learned the hard way. lol!
Thanks all, this has been a fun character to introduce, and next delvs into the relationship…..fun stuff. thanks again
Sarah. Jessi. Two very ordinary names for a grey alien hack-and-slasher on an outsized wolf and a homicidal barmaid with delusions of humanity.
And the barbarian looks at his companion and throwing him totally under the bus, says, “Yeah, when were we going to get filled in on that?”
First time I’ve seen a human-looking expression on Sarah’s face in I don’t know how long.
In his defense, he’s an idiot.