The Slayer and the Sphinx: Chapter Seventeen
_i hope my parents don't find out about this,_ she thought as ale poured into the glass. the thought almost made her laugh.
Rewild Riot
A craft crown, earned in ale and the roar of our cutlass and conjury? dragon king. me? put there by you and your wide eyes and praise, in awe at the snake in the water. shattered, the pane is empty.
Neither One Thing, Nor the Other, Chapter 1
** **with a huge smile he ordered a pitcher of the local ale. he drained a flagon in one draught, and smacked his lips. ** **"ah, thank you sir, i was bone dry. the local ale is quite good, and they don't water it down at the pig.
016 - Oh! Even In The Grave! pt.08
Butters finishes off the rest of the ale they were nursing, signifying the end of the systems pep talk. they felt more sober, like morally, not because there's any less alcohol in their body, when it came to tonight.
"The Thin Line," Part F
The negotiations must have been fierce, because not even the nearby presence of an ale cask interrupted them.
Long and Winding Road (Kreet 91)
Bross to pour him ale to drink while they were eating, but kallid hadn't even had to say anything. instead mr. bross had downed his own ale and poured water into his large wooden mug and handed it to the little kobold. "here. water for you, mr.
Lunch at King's
He took small sips of his ginger ale to wash it down. the other two cats were eating their burgers, slowly at first. the taste was like regular hamburgers, but there was something different... somehow it was different.
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 6
Nusha finished off the dregs of her ale and leant her head against her hand. "at least, that was what i thought at the time.
The Saldean War, Chapter One
Together they went into the common room of the inn, the old man sat down by one of the tables while the innkeeper went out in the kitchen and quickly warmed up some soup from the day before and a mug of ale.
Bard to Death
The badger said as he slammed down two steins full of foamy ale. "um, may we not die the next couple of days?!" the bard said as he lifted his stein.
Splintered Light - Prologue, Pt 3
He gathered up his late morning repast along with a mug of breakfast ale and headed for his chosen table with a pleasant smile on his muzzle.
The Great Prophet Of Zao Chapter 17: End of the Road
They would relax beneath the shade of walls and drink the plentiful amount of terrible ale, telling funny stories to the guard dogs around them. except jedrick, he was different.