To Trait Chapter 1
Literally translated it would be of god monastery of foul/bad/dead tall mountains [[5]](#_ftnref5) book of nerian monks. [[6]](#_ftnref6) a city located near the lowlands of the suri shiost( red river) area.
Chapter 15: The Scout
Luciano was polite, but after about ten minutes of tracker's foul language, he'd all but kicked the kobold out. it didn't help that he kept trying to both hit on and recruit every creature he saw with a cleric's robe. "hey, you wanna make some money!"
Falling for a lioness part 11 and 12
"it nothing nala know let get to rafiki tree" i said trying to put on a fake smile on my face trying to foul her.
Reunion: Chapter 25
"you know that it was a bullshit call when they called that foul on belshire. he didn't lay a hand on number thirteen." marcel's scruff stood on end, and the canis nearly jumped up onto his feet.
Out in the country
It felt like everything was as it was meant to be, not fouled by the heavy hands of careless souls. i felt like i could belong here, like i could find meaning. i wished i didn't have to go back home so soon.
Armageddon: Chapter 3 - "Dissapointment"
Usually, this weather would put those who weren't used to it in a foul mood. however, to the locals, this kind of weather was a welcome break from the monotony of humid mornings and sweltering afternoons.
Dragonhearted Ch. 1
You foul creature! no beast like you has a home in a place like this! you are as much a liar as you are a demon!" the broken, and completely drunk, man said.
A Ponyville wedding
Do you vow to stay together in fair weather or foul, when the grass is green and when it is brown?' 'i do' replied stormbolt 'and do you derpy hooves take stormbolt strike to be your husband?
Understanding the Shadow
This effect is lessened during the day, and for the soulless, who ignore much of its foul presence. this was only weeks after the shattering. we did not know of the soulless or their abilities.
The Dying Game
Sara, the silver tabby cat, had laughed and blown a foul cloud of cigarette smoke into her face. _worried about your 'friend'?_that's what sarah had screamed in her shrieking laugh, more like a hyena than a feline. or perhaps like a cat being strangled.
An ottery sleeping bag
It was substantially fatter now, its body cavity full of mostly digested mush that used to be billy, but not having seen the before and after there was simply no sign of their friend at all and no indication of foul play.
The Law of Club and Fang
Giacchino](https://youtu.be/zhzef1qojea)) the door to the car opened roughly, and through the small gaps between the boards, buck saw and smelled the same man in the red sweater who clubbed him over the head that night, his club in one hand and a bottle of foul-smelling