The Storm Wolf: Tranquil waters - Hope
What we need is more scholarly intellect." "i'm sorry…" the mutt spoke up after i sat back at my desk. "i really didn't mean… it like that." "i know." i activated the electronic desk, sighing.
An Era of Chivalry 8 - The First Year
"as thy instructor and master in the ways of swordsmanship, i name thee, james campbell, a scholar of the blade.
Warm Up - 11 | Dying of the Light
Evere loved their suggestions and took it a step further, he would sell it to the veilian scholars, revered across the land, for ten thousand hyvris.
Finding Home
Noticed way his slightly-lighter hand-fur was dyed even darker than the rest of his body due to inks, berry juice, and soot, and how his long mane was pulled up, braided in with more fur along the back of his head to keep it out of the way just like the few scholars
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 16: Where Magic Lives
He admitted he felt passionless, without purpose, like a child trying to play scholar in robes too large. he spoke of shame, the guilt, the nights where sleep was a stranger and self-doubt his only companion.
An Unexpected Journey: Chapter 4 - Path to the Kingdom
"what do you know, we've got a scholar on our hands," ranfult replied playfully. maybe if i ask him a bunch of questions and be my charming self i can start to deduce why i have been taken and what they want.
Feyrahl, SF Ch 2.5
**edit: option 2 was chosen by my patrons over on patreon** feyrahl, sofurry edition not without recourse, ch 2.5 what was supposed to be an afternoon work session for a collection of scholars to discuss the finer points of alchemy, herbalism, and the introduction
Last Light
It took no savant to recognize that this particular individual of the forerunner race was not a scientist or scholar. the heavily armored and cloaked hardsuit of archaic design swiftly ruled that out.
The Birth of a Phoenix (Chapter 1)
I work in scouting and reconnaissance, while timaeus was one of their scholars and intelligence officers.
The Social Standing of Soulless
Robert told his men, and the scholar, that the battle was over. they would flee at his mark, and he would open the way for them.
The Chronicler of the Library
Archivists, historians, scholars, and librarians called the vast collection of tomes their home.
A Taste of Her Own Medicine
Brownell desperately required her sleep to-night, in order to successfully infiltrate the university under the pretense of returning the scholar's body.