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Est. Ship Date: 4th Qtr 2010
Limited Edition: TBD
The Sideshow Exclusive version of the Conan: The Prize Polystone Diorama includes a unique feature available nowhere else: Switch-out right hand with sword
The Conan: The Prize Diorama captures the barbaric Cimmerian warrior as he braves the temple guards and rescues the young woman who would become his reward. Each piece is individually painted and finished to exacting standards, each with its own unique quality and detail that is the trademark of a handcrafted Sideshow Collectibles product. The stunning Conan: The Prize Diorama is an outstanding addition to any display.
Product Type: Polystone Diorama
Product Size: 22" H (558.8mm) x 10.5" W (266.7mm) x 16" L (406.4mm)*
Product Weight: 10.00 lbs (4.54 kg)*
Box Size: 24.00" H (609.6mm) x 13.00" W (330.2mm) x 18.00" L (457.2mm)*
Est. Shipping Weight: 10.00 lbs (4.54 kg)*
* Product size and weight are approximate values. Est. Ship Weight is an estimated value for U.S. shipping calculated by item, box and shipping materials. International (non-EU) shipping costs are based on dimensional weight, click here for more information.
* Pablo Viggiano
* Tom Gilliland
* Seth Rinaldi
* Joe Allard
* Anthony Mestas
* Bernardo Esquivel
* Pablo Sapia
* Chadwick Andersen
* The Sideshow Collectibles Design and Development Team
Manufactured by: Sideshow Collectibles
The two guards heard the commotion and tried to react, but the cause of it was on them before sword had fully cleared scabbard. One, given his hungry stomach its fill of blade; the other, shoulders freed of a perplexed head. As the bodies fell to the temple floor, the warrior, black-maned and panther-like in gait, bounded past them unfaltering.
Conan, Cimmerian born and battlefield raised, locked his steel gaze ahead on the girl. Chaos erupting behind him, and with no chance to stop, he scooped her up in his left arm, while tensing his axe-bearing right for any attack that may come.
"Stop your struggling!" belted the Cimmerian. "Better in my arms than in theirs!"
Knowing he was right, the girl conceded to his grip, and relaxed onto his bronzed shoulder. Feeling her do so, Conan gathered speed and leapt into the night with his rescued prize.