Double Blind Monster
All that other stuff he had said probably was true too but it wouldn't be the first time he had been changed just to meet a need of the mad elven scientist.
First part of Calanon's Revenge
A twig cracked under light elven leather bots. the deep breathing of an unseen creature pierced the silence of the dark night.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 33: The Spark and the Stone
Every buckle told a story: the old dwarven stitching, the elven clasps, the faint human scent of oil and cedar that still lingered in the leather. he slid one foreleg through, the weight of it familiar and grounding.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 28: Wind Over Water
Seraphina had taken to chatting with an elven father and his son, asking after their old village and the herbs they grew there. “if they had proper sweet leaf,” she said, thoughtful, “perhaps we could dry it here, make a cordial for the voyage.”
Icebound - Chapter 11
That was when he saw the ring that his mother's elven friend had given him. the moon emblem was a brilliant white, clearly magic of some kind. then he felt the rest of his body started to change.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 20
The dragon grinned to himself as he pictured that elven lord gasping at how nice of a nest that his mortal had.
Dragon vs F-16
Section of the city sat on, which seperated the massive metal structures from the tiny suburban houses where tanks exchanged bright flashes of light and loud bangs with words and motions of power and bright beams of light with massive feral dragons and their elven
31'St century fantasy things part 1
The door finally opened and an elven woman began yelling about the time until she noticed what was at her door, she was probably not expecting to be stood face to face with a dragon.
WoW: Owl Odyssey - The Acorn Contest
Without a pause, the green-skinned story-teller jumped into her most proper elven, a bizarre mishmash of orcish and common that bore no resemblance to the actual language. "she say, "my name athwart is dionna swiftrunner of great teldrassil.
Pt 13 - The Druid's Choice
Gux didn't care, moving to the back of the cage and smashing the bones that were there and speaking calmly in broken elven. "run. i catch up, when do, stay near." "after him! any not in the brambles, after him!"
Natural Twenty (WIFWOLF)
No armor to slow you down and help your agility, bracers to protect your wrists while shooting your elven war bow stolen from dark king elmeder’s armory, war paint in keeping tradition with your tribe, and you even braided your hair like you described when
Chapter 1
He would later pay the local lektra, a powerful elven race of mages, to imbue it with one of the thirteen magiks of the world.