Dear diary, my name is Nordsly McStabberson and my roving gang of assholes discovered this sweet ass abandoned cave in the mountains in the middle of goddamn no where, it seems like a good place to set up base. Bertha stationed one guy with the shittiest bow and arrows we could find out at the entrance to tell passerby's 'Thats close enough' if anyone happens to be scaling the side of a mountain. Its my birthday tomorrow and we will celebrate with generic off brand nord mead and boiled creme treats. TFFN <3 Nordsly.
It's me again Diary. Birthday was great! Nael Pinebrooktreelover the wood elf got me 2 iron daggers and a set of baked potatoes, just what I always wanted. We've been here in this stinking freezing wet cave for a few weeks and at night I've noticed weird sounds coming from inside the walls. Like...wailing? A sort of unholy otherworldly shrieking, as if the souls of a hundred damned men are screeching in unison for freedom of their wretched rotting prisons.Clawing. Grasping. Blindly searching in the darkness to rid themselves of their curse. I dunno. No biggie. Bertha told me to stop worrying and keep digging. I am sure nothing could go wrong.
‘CLOAK AND DAGGER’ TV SHOW TO BEGIN FILMING IN FEBRUARY?
It is being reported that ‘Cloak and Dagger’ will begin filming in New Orleans in February. As of yet this production date is not confirmed and should be treated as a rumor, however the show’s working title is confirmed to be ‘Shadows’ and the first season will have a budget of $42million and air on Freeform in 2018!
An iron dagger with T-shaped pommel with two small roundels to the ends, central rib with hatched design and rivets to the side; long handle and small cross guard with long, stiletto blade; long sheath with roundels to the edges and collar below and large roundel at the end; entire surface decorated with guilloche pattern; Iberian workmanship.
The Celtiberians were Celtic-speaking people of the Iberian Peninsula in the final centuries BC. Archaeologically, the Celtiberians participated in the Hallstatt culture in what is now north-central Spain. The term Celtiberi appears in accounts by Diodorus Siculus, Appian and Martial who recognized intermarriage between Celts and Iberians after a period of continuous warfare.
The Celtiberians were the most influential ethnic group in pre-Roman Iberia, but they had their largest impact on history during the Second Punic War, during which they became the allies of Carthage in its conflict with Rome, and crossed the Alps in the mixed forces under Hannibal’s command. As a result of the defeat of Carthage, the Celtiberians first submitted to Rome in 195 BC; Tiberius Sempronius Gracchus spent the years 182 to 179 BC pacifying the Celtiberians; however, conflicts between various semi-independent bands of Celtiberians continued. After the city of Numantia was finally taken and destroyed by Scipio Aemilianus Africanus the Younger after a long and brutal siege that ended the Celtic resistance (154 – 133 BC), Roman cultural influences increased. The Sertorian War, 80 – 72 BC, marked the last formal resistance of the Celtiberian cities to Roman domination, which submerged the Celtiberian culture.
The shows Daredevil, Jessica Jones, and Luke Cage will all be re-released on Netflix in High Dynamic Range (HDR) quality, which improves the lighting and color. Future Marvel Netflix shows will also be released in HDR. See a side-by-side comparison above!
King Tut was buried with a dagger made of an iron that literally came from space, says a new study into the composition of the iron blade from the sarcophagus of the boy king.
Using non-invasive, portable X-ray fluorescence spectrometry, a team of Italian and Egyptian researchers confirmed that the iron of the dagger placed on the right thigh of King Tut’s mummified body a has meteoric origin.
The team, which include researchers from Milan Polytechnic, Pisa University and the Egyptian Museum in Cairo, detailed their results in the journal Meteoritics and Planetary Science.
Hochdorf Chieftain’s Grave, Germany, ~ 530 BC Art of the Celts, Historic Museum of Bern
in preparation for the afterlife, this 42cm long, bronze and iron
dagger was carried by the prince in life. The blade was protected by a
richly decorated sheath. The gold coating made for the burial consisted
of 16 parts, all precisely fitted onto the dagger without any fold.
Hochdorf Chieftain’s Grave is a richly-furnished burial chamber.
Regarded as the “Tutankamon of the Celts”, it was discovered in 1977
near Hochdorf an der Enz in Baden-Württemberg, Germany). A man of 40
years old, 6 ft 2 in (187 cm) tall was laid out on a bronze couch. He
had been buried with a gold-plated torc on his neck, a bracelet on his
right arm, and most notably, thin embossed gold plaques were on his
now-disintigrated shoes. At the foot of the couch was a large cauldron
decorated with three lions around the brim. The east side of the tomb
contained a four-wheeled wagon holding a set of bronze dishes - enough
to serve nine people.
Movies Marvel Could be Making Instead of Doctor Strange That Would Be 10 Times More Interesting
• Black Widow
• a Steve and Bucky movie
• Young Avengers
• Hawkeye (Clint Barton and Kate Bishop)
• Spider Verse
• Spider Gwen
• Captain America (Sam Wilson)
• Scarlet Witch & Quicksilver (origin story)
• Planet Hulk
• Ms Marvel
• Spider Man (Miles Morales)
• Cloak & Dagger
• Iron Man (Riri Williams)
• America Chavez
• Ghost Rider
• Nick Fury/Maria Hill/Sharon Carter origin story
• Agent Carter movie
• Thor (Jane Foster)
• The Howling Commandos
• Moon Knight
• Gamora spin off
• Black Cat
• Power Pack
• Squirrel Girl
• Kamala Corps
• Ant-Man (Hank Pym or Cassie Lang)
• What happened in Budapest
• Another Steve and Bucky movie
• Howard the Duck
• All 3 Captain Americas (Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson)
• Dark Hawk
• Silver Sable
• Ms Marvel/Miles Morales/Nova team up
• She Hulk
• Daredevil v. She Hulk courtroom battle
• Or maybe they work together as Bucky’s defense team
• Either way it would be way better than Benadryl Cucumber as Dooty Shrink
(Feel free to add)
This is a rare iron Scythian dagger. It features a double-edged blade, a heart-shaped guard and a short T-shaped hilt. There is typical Scythian-style engraving on the hilt. Such daggers were used by the Scythians and Persians in combat, particularly in the late first millennium BC.
So I was in a writing mood and decided to do some Enjoltaire cause why not. I actually kinda like this thing so I’m posting it here.
Grantaire never expected to be loved back. The fire that would burn him from the inside was one that he knew would only pain him. So he suffered in silence. Well, more in whispers. It was impossible to keep his emotions completely secret. It wasn’t his fault really, it wasn’t his choice. If he had total control, he would sulk in his corner, nursing his bottle.
But it was never his choice. His emotions pulled at his chest until they broke the barrier between his heart and the world. The words slipped from his mouth, slurred but bursting with the truth. The deity in front of him shot iron daggers into his soul, pulling Grantaire’s heart down as they sliced him up. Even so, Grantaire smiled as the golden waves pulled him under once more, losing himself as he drowned.
Then came their end. It was a moment that was set in history and would be nothing more than that. They wouldn’t be remembered as freedom bringers, no, they would be mourned then forgotten. There was a distinct sadness to accept a fate you tried so hard to prevent. This type of sadness humanizes even the strongest of gods, bringing the divine down to the frail.
It was as though a sledgehammer had been taken to the marble pedestal that held Enjolras above Grantaire. The rubble held Enjolras down as Grantaire climbed. He pushed the stone away and found the man before him. In that moment, they became equals. They were one and the same, forced to accept the certainty the guns before them held.
“Do you permit it?” It was astounding to have such a complex question be put into such simple words. It held the promise of a future, or the impossibility of it. Enjolras smiled softly, stretching his hand out to reach Grantaire’s. He held up his flag one last time, standing true to his cause one last time. The gunshots rang but the pain wasn’t felt. The certainty of their pose exposed both men to death in an instant.
The world turned dark, the kind that while is extreme, leaves you feeling at ease. Then came the light. The world was born again, bathed in the radiance that the sun provided. Grantaire turned, facing Enjolras once more. The man in front of him wasn’t the man who was there in their last moments. He looked satisfied, content as he glanced around the world around him, drinking in the bliss of having reached a goal. Maybe they didn’t succeed in the world they just left, but the vision created by some school boys would thrive in the one they are in now.
Grantaire smiled, not cynical or envious, but genuine. The happiness radiating off of Enjolras was infectious, and he had chosen to allow Grantaire to be the first one to experience it with him. “Why?” Grantaire asked. Enjolras turned, his eyes gleaming as they looked into Grantaire’s. “Because, you believed in me, you believed in this. You didn’t believe in our success, you believed in my ability to achieve it. And for that, you will be here, right next to me.”
Grantaire fixed his eyes on the horizon, and for once, the fire didn’t burn.