Beastmistress

Now she burns bright in the forests of a film called The Beastmaster and throws down her spears for our portfolio unfolding on page 150. Contributing Photographer Richard Fegley caught the beastmistress in his sights for our cover.

He spilled a puddle of ink on the hotel registry, shuddering at the thought of sharing a bed with that foul-mouthed, knife-wielding beastmistress.

The lands north of Naggaroth are bitter and inhospitable even for Belithi – a beastmistress of Karond Kar – and her hunting party.

[…] although crocodiles exert a great deal of pressure when biting down, the jaw muscles in even the largest crocs are relatively weak. That means it’s possible, under expert supervision of course, for you to play beastmistress, should you be so inclined.

After defeating the Earth controller Lord Gaea and his minions, Drax and Mar-Vell fell victim to the drugged wine of faunish Dionysus, who preferred partying to killing, and had the two heroes taken to Paradise, where they faced beastmistress Elysius.

Makela waltzes past, her feathered cape swirling. She’s the shaman, the beastmistress. It’s us who are the beasts.