CONAN by CHRISTOPHER BURDETT

CONAN THE CIMMERIAN
"Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet."

Robert E. Howard, The Phoenix On the Sword

"Knots and bunches of muscle started out of the massive arms, and Conan beat his head forward and spat savagely at Constantius's face."

"Naked but for a loin-cloth, the man was almost a giant in stature, and his muscles stood out in thick corded ridges on limbs and body, which the sun had long ago burned brown. The perspiration of agony beaded his face and his mighty breast, but from under the tangled black mane that fell over his low, broad forehead, his blue eyes blazed with an unquenched fire."

Robert E. Howard, A Witch Shall Be Born

Illustration by Christopher Burdett