Commission work.
Petar je hteo da boje budu kao na Rackhamovoj figuri pa sam se potrudio od ovih
sto imam da uradim bar priblizno (ah!, sto mi neko nekad ne kaze: Radi kako hoces )
Znam da je Dzon Vejnov lepsi, al eto, dao sam sve od sebe
Znam da je Dzon Vejnov lepsi, al eto, dao sam sve od sebe
Confrontation je jedna od retkih igara koju nisam skupljao, tako da ne mogu da se poredim ovde :P.
Lepo je obojen cika, bas mi se svidja. Ne znam sta predstavlja, ali je lepo obojen . Figura mi izgleda rahiticno i bolesnjikavo (kao i skoro sve Confrontation figure), ali to vec nije do tebe, nisi je ti vajao .
That was a hazardous consultation of the Libre Mortis my Lord. An ordeal of high and low doom. The moment I approached the book, it bit me most ferociously.
I must appologize for the explosion that blew off the door of The Chamber Unbreachable, but the simultaneous emergence of seventeen demons from the book spine, caused the spiritual detonation in the soul stoned air of the room.
The whole enterprise was an experience most horrendeous. None but I could have endured it. I was almost damned twice. Even now my soul is twisted to a cork screw.
I suggest you keep the state of your soul to yourself, and inform us, instead, what you have gleamed from the Grimoire.
Hatred and prejudice will never be eradicated. And witch hunts will never be about witches. To have a scapegoat - that's the key. Humans always fear the alien, the odd. Once the mages had left Novigrad, folk turned their anger against the other races... and, as they have for ages, branded their neighbors their greatest foes.
And 'cause I was gazillionaire and I liked doing it so much, I cut that grass for free.
Ne svidja mi se kako je ispala odora, nekako mi je previse tamna, kao da nema dovoljno hajlajta na naborima. Metalni delovi su odlicni i figura lepo izgleda.
Ma nece da da tipove. Vec sam ga ja na drugoj temi pecnuo po tom pitanju :P, ali veli "mrzi me" "nemam vremena" :P.
That was a hazardous consultation of the Libre Mortis my Lord. An ordeal of high and low doom. The moment I approached the book, it bit me most ferociously.
I must appologize for the explosion that blew off the door of The Chamber Unbreachable, but the simultaneous emergence of seventeen demons from the book spine, caused the spiritual detonation in the soul stoned air of the room.
The whole enterprise was an experience most horrendeous. None but I could have endured it. I was almost damned twice. Even now my soul is twisted to a cork screw.
I suggest you keep the state of your soul to yourself, and inform us, instead, what you have gleamed from the Grimoire.
Hatred and prejudice will never be eradicated. And witch hunts will never be about witches. To have a scapegoat - that's the key. Humans always fear the alien, the odd. Once the mages had left Novigrad, folk turned their anger against the other races... and, as they have for ages, branded their neighbors their greatest foes.
And 'cause I was gazillionaire and I liked doing it so much, I cut that grass for free.
)
Nemam zaista nikakve zamerke. Verujem da je tvoj komentar "Voleo bih da ti vidim izraz lica kada vidiš figuru" zaista na mestu. Sve je po dogovoru :D