Anyway, seeing as we're posting resources and since Windows decided to automatically delete all my online resource on my computer, I'll post some of the ones I remember at the top of my head. Sometimes life isn't all too fair. cries on the inside
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I'll just expand on OP's recommendation by linking to Ian's resource page
Carl Koppeschaar have 32 000 images from various museums and churches in Europe
flickr.com/photos/98015679@N04/albums/page1
7900 images of general medieval stuff, R. MacPherson
pinterest.com/macs_shop/
Interesting stories, primary sources and subjects from the medieval period
weaponsandwarfare.com/category/medieval/
deremilitari.org/
medievalists.net
sourcebooks.fordham.edu/halsall/sbook.asp
Living history groups, always very handy to ask and contact people who have special interests in a given field.
companie-of-st-george.ch/cms/?q=en/The_Company Switzerland, late 15th C. arty. company
albrechts.se/ Swedish gunners
liebaart.org/vegevr_e.htm flandern 1302
brandenburg1260.de/start.html Brandenburgh, German, 13th century
historiavivens1300.at/hv1300.htm Austria
diu-minnezit.de/indexfrm.php?tid=1 German peasant couple, 13, 14, 15th C.
deventerburgerscap.blogspot.no/ dutch 1370
~Wille
Thorolf was thus armed. Then Thorolf became so furious that he cast his shield on his back, and, grasping his halberd with both hands, bounded forward dealing cut and thrust on either side. Men sprang away from him both ways, but he slew many. Thus he cleared the way forward to earl Hring's standard, and then nothing could stop him. He slew the man who bore the earl's standard, and cut down the standard-pole. After that he lunged with his halberd at the earl's breast, driving it right through mail and body, so that it came out at the shoulders; and he lifted him up on the halberd over his head, and planted the butt-end in the ground. There on the weapon the earl breathed out his life in sight of all, both friends and foes. [...] 53, Egil's Saga
I must tell you here of some amusing tricks the Comte d'Eu played on us. I had made a sort of house for myself in which my knights and I used to eat, sitting so as to get the light from the door, which, as it happened, faced the Comte d'Eu's quarters. The count, who was a very ingenious fellow, had rigged up a miniature ballistic machine with which he could throw stones into my tent. He would watch us as we were having our meal, adjust his machine to suit the length of our table, and then let fly at us, breaking our pots and glasses.
- The pranks played on the knight Jean de Joinville, 1249, 7th crusade.
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