A Land Far Away

HELLO ladies...
Look at your mage.. now back to me... now back at your mage.. now BACK to me.
Sadly, he isn't me.
But if he stopped using his ladies scented spellbook and picked up a sword, he could FIGHT like he's me.
Look down, now back up..where are you?
You're in a cave 20,000 years ago with the MAN your man could fight like.
What's in your hand? Now back to me..
I have it.. It's an oyster, with two of those gems you love..
Look again.. The gems are now DRAGONS.
Anything is possible when your man uses a sword and not a spellbook.
I'm on a Xorn.

So... you're a gnome illusionist then, right?

Oh, you think that's how it is hmmmm? Well, let me show you a few photos then...



Well look at that, it's that mage sitting with your woman. Having wine together. And later?



A romantic walk through the woods together, just the two of us. I'll let you imagine how the night ended.

Who's the man? Olaf. Olaf is the man.

This is so wrong..

Will someone make me a picture of Olaf shooting across the sky in front of the Moorgate riding in Golem Battle Armor with flames coming out the back?

(I figure if I can get Tam Why decapitated on a Wolf T-shirt, why not ask?)

"Oi! Like bollock, like."

or

Leif is Richard Cipher the chosen one?

Forget that pansy-ass Cipher. This is what you want, Cloud:



I'm not sure Leif's broadsword is big enough to think of him as this

You haven't seen Leif in a while, Mirabai... his broadsword is pretty big. Leif. Is. Spartacus.... even if that's not what she called him.

Yes, that is the man that gave birth to Michael Douglas. Back when actors looked..normal.

Now that's more like Leif

...and he is closer to Leif's actual age, it strikes me.

You all make me cry.