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The underdark is your domain. In the pitch blackness, the smell of damp earth all around, you wait with your raiding party. When night falls on the lands above, you will emerge. The sun-lovers have come to fear you and the silence...

The horn blows, a sharp sound that precedes the legion’s march in perfect synchronicity. Armour rattles, shields thunder, and the Spatha sword in your belt begs to be used. Every man in the army has an identical sword, but this one...

The horn blows, a sharp sound that precedes the legion’s march in perfect synchronicity. Armour rattles, shields thunder, and the Spatha sword in your belt begs to be used. Every man in the army has an identical sword, but this one...

There are guests in your family’s forest, and you have been tasked with guiding them past the tree’s many secrets. These guests are not fae folk, and so they walk with heavy and clumsy footfalls into sinking pits and bear dens. Were it...

There are guests in your family’s forest, and you have been tasked with guiding them past the tree’s many secrets. These guests are not fae folk, and so they walk with heavy and clumsy footfalls into sinking pits and bear dens. Were it...

There are guests in your family’s forest, and you have been tasked with guiding them past the tree’s many secrets. These guests are not fae folk, and so they walk with heavy and clumsy footfalls into sinking pits and bear dens. Were it...

Wheher it is an epic sword of flame, or a Blade of Bacon, the  Hellfire  is a weapon that will strike fear and jealousy into the hearts of your enemies. War is all that you know. For your clan, war is a permanent state...

You strike your Leonidas sword against your shield, shouting alongside your legionaries outside the gates of Syracuse. Inside, their people are filled with terror, deafened by your army’s trumpets and noise. Arrows rain down and you...

The dark crevices of society is your domain. In the safety of your lair you review the bounties you have collected, considering your next target. When night falls upon the land, you will emerge. The cityfolk have come to fear you...

Ah, the satisfying sound of your dying enemy. The glory is not simply in the kill--an easy task, thanks to your Bone Scimitar--but in the revenge you find when you animate the dead and send them back at their own people. Such...

Into the forgotten ruins you carefully tred, your Orc Cleaver grasped tight in your barbaric fist. The wind whips through the walls, cold and ruthless. While there might be old traps and the danger of frostbite, you continue with...

You have the Falcata in your well trained hand, so you not afraid of the oncoming Roman army. Should you fall, it will only be after you’ve taken many of their own warriors--your glorious weapon in hand. Better than any regular blade,...

There's a few ways to make sure your safe on the  Dead Islands . One of the most effective combinations is having that bit of extra reach when you cut the Walkers' legs out from under them. Once they're unable to stay upright,...

BARBARIC TERRITORY Epic Armoury’s 85 cm Battleworn Falcata is a single-edged latex medium sword inspired by weapons used by the ancient Iberian mercenaries. The 66 cm blade is shaped to act like both an axe head and thrusting sword,...

BEAT TO QUARTERS! The officer regarded his men with resolute determination. On orders, they were about to commandeer the vessel in the bay, but all intelligence pointed towards a direct confrontation with its crew. He sheathed his...

“For a moment, my heart skipped a beat when he revealed his weapon to cut open the whale dragged ashore. The shaped and sharpened bone blade. The vulgar reinforcements. This blade resembled the bone-chopping sabres wielded by the...

The dark crevices of society are your domain. In the safety of your lair you review the bounties you have collected, considering your next target. When night falls upon the land, you will emerge. The cityfolk have come to fear you...

You admire the Viking Sword that belonged to your father. The great warrior sailed his last voyage, but your brethren still managed to bring back his weapon specially for you. For that, at least, you are grateful. Looking down upon...

Your squire buckles the straps of your custom-fit armour, adjusting it to be comfortable and snug over your gambeson. Then you are handed your piece-de-resistance: the Small Sword. You paid top coin for this sword, and you expect...

This item has been discontinued An instrument of death need not look like one. The dance of a duel is a beautiful thing to behold, with the flash of steel darting back and forth. You’ve fought many of such duels, with your...

Your work is dirty, bloody and harsh. You don’t need the best; it’s beyond your pay. You just need sturdy, serviceable and durable. Solid steel is better than adornment, and while your gear shows years of wear, it still works just...

Hedgerow is an never ending maze within the fae realms, twisting and turning and leading the unsuspecting to the unknown. The hedges themselves are beautiful, however, as many dangerous things are. You are native to these lands and...

A warrior, a  true  warrior, is one that sees battles and charges into it roaring. A devout follower of Aries, god of War, you wield his mark and leave it upon the flesh of all who would dare oppose the will of your deity....

HUNTING FOR HEADS If this sword could speak it would tell gruesome tales of the vast amounts of beheadings it has carried out in the hand of a warmongering Celtic tribal warrior. Heads of fallen foes that often were put on prominent...

KUERNBUT OR FOTBITR? Is your sword lucky, noble or bloodthirsty - or maybe even treacherous? It is, if it has inherited any skills or personality of previous owners or makers. Maybe it even also has a name like “Millstone-breaker” or...

Rolant unties his horse from the hitching post in front of the scrubby tavern. After asking around for the girl that he is targeting, he is even more disgruntled. What seemed to be a rather uncomplicated task, has turned into a sly...

Gunnar was the newest member of the Varangian guard. He was much taller than the noblemen of the court, and with his long blonde hair and beard, he cut an imposing figure. His armour had seen battle during the recent uprising, and the...

Marcel was a professional. His gloves felt like a fish had swallowed his hand, as the fabric was soaked with water from the unrelenting rain. His hat dripped, and the feather at the back dropped, dripping ice-cold water down the back...

Geoff crouched and waited together with a few other men. They’d been sent here to scout on the tax collector they knew would pass through the forest. He could feel his nerves flaring, like an angry cat arching its back and hissing, and...

He gripped his father’s sword tight, his fingers tightening around the long hilt like the desperate grasp of a drowning man holding to a branch. In front of him was his father’s killer. And now Matteo would have revenge. As he drew the...

Your squire buckles the straps of your custom-fit armour, adjusting it to be comfortable and snug over your gambeson. Then you are handed your piece-de-resistance: the Norman Sword. You paid top coin for this sword, and you expect...

A King deserves the attention of his subjects--his position and power demand such respect--but you also know he must look the part. You have hired the finest craftsmen in your land to create a sword fitting a King’s status....

Your squire buckles the straps of your custom-fit armour, adjusting it to be comfortable and snug over your gambeson. Then you are handed your piece-de-resistance: the Noble Sword. You paid top coin for this sword, and you expect...

A short blade chipped from stone, these were popular with the subhuman races until the orcs discovered the secrets of shaping metal itself.   War is all that you know. For your clan, war is a permanent state of being. Just as...

"A small sword you say?" "Yes, sir." "But is very large isn't it?" "Yes, sir." "Shouldn't we call it a 'large sword'?" "No, sir." "Well what about a 'not very small sword'?" "Begging your pardon, sir, but if you could please shut up and...

Wherever you may roam and wander, your Ranger Sword is always by your side. Where you lay your head is home, and with your trusty steel by your side, you are always safe. Your sword has seen you through countless battles, lain upon...

Your work is dirty, bloody and harsh. You don’t need the best; it’s beyond your pay. You just need sturdy, serviceable and durable. Solid steel is better than adornment, and while your gear shows years of wear, it still works just...

The likelihood of a scout getting lost was slim, but bound to happen eventually--you just never expected that such a thing might happen to you. You swear you’ve been by this same tree three or four times. Yes, you’re sure of it. You...

Your squire buckles the straps of your custom-fit armour, adjusting it to be comfortable and snug over your gambeson. Then you are handed your piece-de-resistance: the Small Sword. You paid top coin for this sword, and you expect...

Your  Celtic Leaf Sword  cuts down another goblin, leaving him in a pile of his buddies. They miscalculated your massive strength, and are reeling backwards on the retreat. They have learned too late that betraying a noble of...

Your Celtic Leaf Sword cuts down another goblin, leaving him in a pile of his buddies. They miscalculated your massive strength, and are reeling backwards on the retreat. They have learned too late that betraying a noble of the Black...

Wherever you may roam and wander, your Ranger Sword is always by your side. Where you lay your head is home, and with your trusty steel by your side, you are always safe. Your sword has seen you through countless battles, lain upon...

BATTLEWORN AND WEARY It doesn’t matter how exhausted you are because wars do not tire. As a sort of comfort, you have got your old and trusty blade by your side. Epic Armoury’s Battleworn Footman Sword is a long latex-hybrid sword...

As an Adventurer, you never know who you might be working for or what beast you’ll be sent to dispatch next. There’s only one thing for certain: if there’s enough money or glory to be had, you’re the right person for the job....

As an Adventurer, you never know who you might be working for or what beast you’ll be sent to dispatch next. There’s only one thing for certain: if there’s enough money or glory to be had, you’re the right person for the job....

Your look out upon your troops, staring into the faces of the soldiers who may never return. Their blood is on your hands already, and it is a responsibility you hold with a heavy, but resigned heart. “We must fight,” you shout for...