Nykira Ammath, Female French Noble/Warrior: A principal character from a Hawkmoon campaign, a variant of the RPG Stormbringer, set in the “Tragic Millennium Earth” of Michael Moorcock’s novels. H3-2 - A Bold Norman Beauty: ”Well!” Nykira challenged the strange man who stood before her, as his eyes ran across her naked figure with a seemingly dispassionate gaze; her voice still horse and her body bathed in sweat. “Are you just going just stand there and stare, or are you going to get me off this THING!?!” Syn could not help but be amused by her defiant spirit. Only moments ago her tormentors had her screaming in utter agony, but now, still confined to their depraved torcher machine, she dared to command him. A sly smile grew on his lips as he paused before her for several moments, both trying to conceive of a way to free her from the Lawful device that was so alien to him and to openly admire her well-toned and muscular, yet sensually feminine form. “The controls are over there,” Nykira snapped impatiently, motioning with her head to the strange metal pedestal Lysabeth had controlled her torment from. “That’s if you’re done drooling over me!” Syn smiled as he moved behind the odd device; he would enjoy this fiery beauty’s company. But his expression changed to one of disgust and bewilderment as he stared down at the illuminated panels from which his viper masked hostess had orchestrated her torcher. “The upper left corner,” Nykira instructed. She had seen her tormenters work the controls many, many times, and knew which one meant they had sated their depravity for the moment. Syn touched the place she indicated and the device responded with series of hydraulic hisses and metallic clicks as the restraints which held Nykira’s arms and legs opened. However, her punished body could not support its own weight. Her knees buckled and she started to pitch forward toward the floor, but found herself caught in the arms of the strange man who had saved her from her unending torment. Looking up to his face, so alien and yet so comely, she saw a strange blue light flicker behind his eyes and felt a wave of rejuvenating energy surge through her body. Finding that she now had the strength to stand on her own, she pushed away from him with true gratitude gleaming in her emerald eyes. But then she saw her tormentors held in the Viking’s grasp and those eyes blazed with murderous rage as she broke from Syn’s arms and lunged towards them. The daughter of the lord-protector of a small Normandian village, Nykira is a bold, brash beauty whose indomitable spirit refuses to accept defeat. As much a warrior as a lady, if not more so, her willful pride drives her to stand against impossible odds with the philosophy of “live free or die”! Escaping the Granbretan onslaught that washed over northern France, only to be captured while leading a resistance cell against the occupying army, Nykira fell into the care of Baron Edwar of Kanbery, a nobleman of the Skull order, who chose to use her as an example of the Dark Empire’s normal “hospitality” to convince Daeron Syn to reveal the secrets of his sorcery. But Edwar’s plan back-fired when Syn freed Nykira, and several other prisoners, capturing both Edwar and his sorcerer-scientist daughter Lysabeth, who they left at the mercy of their own mechanized torcher devices. Fleeing Londra wearing stolen Falcon Legion masks, Nykira, Syn and their Scandian companion, Tarl Bloodhawk, have been pursued across Europe by the feared “Deathstalkers”, Skull order warriors charged with apprehending enemies of the Dark Empire, who have been ordered to slay anyone who learns that they escaped Granbretan’s “justice”. The second image in this series... Who says a woman in full plate armor cann't be sexy?