The concept actually came to me in a dream... a nasty dream, you see the dead worrior was me and I died defending my home but never made it back to my doorstep. My manor and my concubine were ravaged by the by the heartless invaders my child taken away to be sold as a slave, my men at arms laid low by the unrelenting hoards. From this dream came a revelation... as hopeless as things may seem, hold tight to those you love for it is this and this alone that will redeem all souls involved. The armor and ruins are not mine they were downloaded at Turbosquid.com... the sword and rest are mine. ( don't you hate when there is not enouogh time in the week to build your own stuff ) watch for a repost with my own armor and ruins, it will be there when I get the time. P.S. the first one to e-mail me with the translation of the script below wins a favor...*hint* the font is sindarin 2...good luck. as always advice and critique are welcome.