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Yvsa--that special sounds right up my alley, too bad I messed it! I've had plenty of time to use seaxes in the 'historical setting', mostly at table or camp chores. The Seax and the khuk have seen parallel evolution as multi-purpose cutters throughout history, and even Sir Richard Burton in _Book of the Sword_ mentions some seax examples that exhibit the khukuri's "Yanghatan Curve".
So, is Bir Ghorkha gearing up for a run of Seax-khuks? Perhaps a few Kumar Kardas, with the seax blade profile, to test the waters?
Sarge--Yeah, landmines suck. A buddy fo mine was a gunner in a tank during Operation Desert Shield, and his tank hit a mine. They had the top open (non-combat situation), and the mine still concussed the hell outta them. My buddy has a scar where the shrapnel entered his leg after entering the tank and zinging around. Had he been seated and not looking out the hatch, the shrap woulda got him in the head. After the ringing, bloody nose/ears/eyes, they stripped the tank and tossed a WilliePete in there to finish the job. Inicdentally, they gave him the choice of going to the medics, or sucking it up and getting a promotion, getting sent back to the front, and getting that Purple Heart. Since he chose medical attention, his combat stint was over, and because war was not oficially declared during his engagement, he was discharged without the Purple Heart. He still bled red, and that will have to be his only badge of courage and honnor. Apparenttly, this crap happens all the time...
Keith
So, is Bir Ghorkha gearing up for a run of Seax-khuks? Perhaps a few Kumar Kardas, with the seax blade profile, to test the waters?
Sarge--Yeah, landmines suck. A buddy fo mine was a gunner in a tank during Operation Desert Shield, and his tank hit a mine. They had the top open (non-combat situation), and the mine still concussed the hell outta them. My buddy has a scar where the shrapnel entered his leg after entering the tank and zinging around. Had he been seated and not looking out the hatch, the shrap woulda got him in the head. After the ringing, bloody nose/ears/eyes, they stripped the tank and tossed a WilliePete in there to finish the job. Inicdentally, they gave him the choice of going to the medics, or sucking it up and getting a promotion, getting sent back to the front, and getting that Purple Heart. Since he chose medical attention, his combat stint was over, and because war was not oficially declared during his engagement, he was discharged without the Purple Heart. He still bled red, and that will have to be his only badge of courage and honnor. Apparenttly, this crap happens all the time...
Keith