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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2007 22:57:28 GMT
What the.....  I didn't know John Lundemo made sabers! Sweet!  Also, those are the types I was describing in the "favorite sword" thread: Renaissance Era sabers! Good find, man.  |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2007 4:30:24 GMT
Thanks, they are really nice, especially with those amboyna burl hilts and if he is as good as he seems they would be exquisite, all dancing all singing.
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Post by rammstein on Apr 21, 2007 1:13:22 GMT
medieval style sabres ARE neato. I think gus trim does the best, affordable work in them though and his singl handed saber has certainly gotten into my must buy list. That's high praise considering I don't really like the look of many of his swords. They aren't bad....just not my thing. But I DO love those sabers  |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2007 2:17:33 GMT
Do you guys know a ballpark-figure of the cost for something like those hand and-a-halfs he makes?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2007 3:10:35 GMT
Gus or John, justin? John does a practice sword in any configuration from cutlass to two handed swords for $450 USD including shipping i believe. Are you looking to cut with it?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2007 4:54:23 GMT
Aside from the $450 practice swords, I imagine you'd probably be looking at Albion-like prices at least for "stock" models, and as much as you want to spend for full customs.   |
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Post by rammstein on Apr 21, 2007 12:43:28 GMT
I'll throw a word at you, justin
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2007 12:55:31 GMT
Hmm maybe a thousand or two, i would personally love one of their excalibur2000 swords, i would guess about 1200 USD but what do you expect with such good quality as they seem to be. I also love the viper which would have to be about 2000 USD. I sent the guy an email but no reply and as always getting it over here is a sod, where are all the good australian sword makers and sellers? There have to be some.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2007 2:35:38 GMT
Hey Saberites,
Here is a sabre fight from one of Robert E. Howard’s Conan stories, “Xuthal in the Dusk”. In most stories Conan totes a broadsword, but in some, such as this one, a sabre, in others a cutlass, etc.. Enjoy! I hope it is not too long or against some rules to post this. I just figured you saberites would get a kick out of it!:
A score of men faced him, yellow men in purple tunics, with short swords in their hands. As he turned they surged in on him with hostile cries. He made no attempt to conciliate them. Maddened at the disappearance of his sweetheart, the barbarian reverted to type.
A snarl of bloodthirsty gratification hummed in his bull-throat as he leaped, and the first attacker, his short sword overreached by the whistling saber, went down with his brains gushing from his split skull. Wheeling like a cat, Conan caught a descending wrist on his edge, and the hand gripping the short sword flew into the air scattering a shower of red drops. But Conan had not paused or hesitated. A pantherish twist and shift of his body avoided the blundering rush of two yellow swordsmen, and the blade of one, missing its objective, was sheathed in the beast of the other.
A yell of dismay went up at this mischance, and Conan allowed himself a short bark of laughter as he bounded aside from a whistling cut and slashed under the guard of yet another man of Xuthal. A long spurt of crimson followed his singing edge and the man crumpled screaming, his belly-muscles cut through.
The warriors of Xuthal howled like screaming wolves. Unaccustomed to battle, they were ridiculously slow and clumsy compared to the tigerish barbarian whose motions were blurs of quickness possible only to steel thews knit to a perfect fighting-brain. They floundered and stumbled, hindered by their own numbers, they struck too quickly or too soon, and cut only empty air. He was never motionless or in the same place an instant; springing, side-stepping, whirling, twisting, he offered a constantly shifting target for their swords, while his own curved blade sang death about their ears.
But whatever their faults, the men of Xuthal did not lack courage. They swarmed about him yelling and hacking, and through the arched doorways rushed others, awakened from their slumbers by the unwonted clamor.
Conan, bleeding from a cut on the temple, cleared a space for an instant with devastating sweep of his dripping sabre, and cast a quick glance about for an avenue of escape. At that instant he saw the tapestry on one of the walls drawn aside, disclosing a narrow stairway. On this stood a man in rich robes, vague-eyed and blinking, as if he had just awakened and had not yet shaken the dusts of slumber from his brain. Conan’s sight and action were simultaneous.
A tigerish leap carried him untouched through the hemming ring of swords, and he bounded toward the stair with the pack giving tongue behind him. Three men confronted him at the foot of the marble steps, and he struck them with a deafening crash of steel. There was a frenzied instant when the blades flamed like summer lighting; then the group fell apart and Conan sprang up the stair. The oncoming horde tripped over three writhing forms at its foot; one lay face-down in a sickening welter of blood and brains; another propped himself on his hands, blood spurting blackly from his severed throat veins; the other howled like a dying dog as he clawed at the crimson stump that had been an arm.
As Conan rushed up the marble stair, the man above shook himself from his stupor and drew a sword that sparkled frostily in the radium light. He thrust downward as the barbarian surged upon him. But as the point sang toward his throat, Conan ducked deeply. The blade slit the skin of his back, and Conan straightened, driving his saber upward as a man might wield a butcher-knife, with all the power of his mighty shoulders.
So terrific was his headlong drive that the sinking of the saber to the hilt into the belly of his enemy did not check him. He caromed against the wretch’s body, knocking it sidewise. The impact sent Conan crashing against the wall; the other, the saber torn through his body, fell headlong down the stair, ripped open to the spine from groin to broken breastbone. In a ghastly mess of streaming entrails the body tumbled again the men rushing up the stairs, bearing them back with it.
Half stunned, Conan leaned against the wall an instant, glaring down upon them; then with a defiant shake of his dripping sabre, he bounded up the steps.
From Xuthal in the Dusk, by Robt. E. Howard
Take care,
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2007 3:14:01 GMT
well that was interesting, seems to use violence as a crutch and isn't really written that well but oh well i am guessing it is a classic.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2007 4:17:59 GMT
well that was interesting, seems to use violence as a crutch and isn't really written that well but oh well i am guessing it is a classic. That was the point of Howard's Conan novels. They were intended as gory, swashbuckling men's novels that guys could pick up at the drugstore and enjoy for their copious helpings of "broads & blades", so to speak. "Pulp Classic" would be the most apt description (IMHO). They certainly aren't literary masterpieces, but they are fun books (again, IMHO). |
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Post by rammstein on Apr 27, 2007 20:33:06 GMT
As I've said before, I've never been a fan of the conan series, and I couldn't stand the movie. Books are bad and the Governator is worse. They have no literary content and even the violence is bad, almost corny. But it makes up for all of that because he's pwning with a saber |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2007 23:32:20 GMT
Hello all,
To each his own I reckon, but I am a REH fan my self and a Conan fan. That fight scene was from a short story in a book of short stories. That was not the whole story, but just a description of a fight, it just happened to be Conan. I posted it because I thought, as far as a description of a fight goes, that it was pretty neat, especially because it involved a sabre, which you don't read about much. I could care less who the charactor was, it was a good description of a sword fight I thought.
By the way, the movie does not compare to Robert E. Howard's orginal stories written in the '30s, nor do most of the pastisches. There is a collection of REH's stories and books now on the market, totally as he wrote them. He wrote much more than the Conan charactor. He created the Kull charactor, Soloman Kane, etc.. To me, as far as Sword and Sorcery Fantasy fiction goes, he was among the best. But to each his own I reckon. And some of the stories are quite more in depth compared to Xuthal in the Dusk.
But enough about REH or Conan. I just wanted to post a descriptive sabre fight since you seldom read an in depth description of a sabre fight.
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I didn't know John Lundemo made sabers! Sweet! 
