Niriel:
Medieval picnic.
Niriel:
Impressing the ladies.
Niriel:
The armor that also protects any pineapple you might be carrying on your head at the time.
Niriel:
Celtic camp.
Niriel:
Straw castle ! <3
Niriel:
Historyteller.
Niriel:
Is the horse running backward ?
Niriel:
I shall caress your armor with my very light pre-broken spear !
Niriel:
I has a pink fluffy hat.
Niriel:
Axettes :).
Niriel:
Plate bikini.
Niriel:
Cooking soup.
Niriel:
Making bows.
Niriel:
Barbequeue of win.
Niriel:
Wow, he's pissed.
Niriel:
Wot wot.
Niriel:
Swamp.