Alabaster and the Ring of Winter - Prologue
The pit was black as night, but a quick gesture of his fingers and an arcane chant sent a ball of glowing luminescence down into the cave.
Commission- Femme Fatals
Pandora shouldered her friend aside and placed her hands together, chanting in the tongue of the arcane. a white ring began to form around her, crackling the light blue energy.
Champions
"it is one of the schools in the arcane university." "arcane?" the wolf looked over at the mouse again.
The price of freedom Chapter 2 Dumbcane
It was rare and unseal for anyone one but those who had extra crowns to have one, unless it was stolen, or the true owner was skilled in the arcane.
Alchemist's Letter #1
As learned as i am, i know that you have far greater knowledge into the arcane and archaic ingredients lost to the ravages of time. if anyone can tell me what this unknown ingredient is, much less acquire it for me, i know it would be you.
“Ro’Jo The Mage” A Story inspired by Elder Scroll’s IV: Oblivion
"you exspect me to belive that a common house cat can invoke words of arcane power?! do not insult my intelligence fur-licker! leave me be or by my fathers sword i will run you through!" warned the dark elf.
Unintended Consequences
The wide, sweeping lines of the outer containment circle were filled with twisting patterns; each one overlapping the others to form a complex net of arcane glyphs and power. he stepped back and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The Beastmaker's Age - YEAR 3
Accounts from the time suggest that, after having undergone the arcane process of fertility-restoration himself, he found inspiration returning to him, and begged for a chance to paint the one who had made it possible - the elven consort to the beastmaker,
Stories of a Treasure Hunter, pt 2
Rissa had been around him long enough to recognize the runes that appeared despite her lack of arcane knowledge. with fresh eyes, rehrdahl looked around the room once more.
Root Directory
_users/arcane\_reno/documents/stories/pokemon/adult/arcanine\_smut._ _users/artisticwuff/art/__probably\_porn/definitely\_porn/whatdidyouexpect_ _users/fluffyflareon/art/soadorable/squee_ _users/__dotferret/documents/dicksdicksdicks/thisisn'twhatyouthink
Final Migration [Iron Pen Winner, Furry Migration, 2015]
The writings on the cache's interior were arcane. at the center of it all, sustained by technologies no one understood, flickered the unnavigable entry to the wormhole: a random passage in space. cynosure conferred with the fleet.
A princely apology (prologue)
S'kerrith dashed off one last arcane symbol before carefully rolling the parchment back up. "now, don't open this, y'got that? it's going to cast spell on who ever looks at it." "tell me what you did with this, now."