The Lead Crown: Ch 4b, Your Highness (Pt 3)
The prong horn took a tentative step, then another, face quickly reverting to one of grave concern, but his comment was pragmatic, "i'm certain i will manage."
Splintered Light, Chapter 7.1: Salvaging Rights and Salvaging Wrongs
If i could offer my services, perhaps i--" alistair apparently didn't like that offer any more than the first prong horn. "we have no diving rig, master severna-- just a pump."
Tobias's Tale: 2nd draft
Once the pain had died down to a dull throb, the prong-horn lifted his head. he was in a bed, that sat in the center of a small room. _a hotel room?_ he wondered. voices grew outside the room and the door opened, admitting kesst.
The Lead Crown: Ch 4b, Your Highness (Pt 1)
Tobias had taken to fever and his breathing was far from normal, but within an hour, after the benefit of an herbal chest rub, the prong horn was decidedly improved-- not well... but improved.
The Lead Crown: Ch 7b, Fallen Idols (Pt 1)
To the prong horn it seemed an awkward thing; he'd been raised to not inhabit a host (or, in this case hostess') home without them being present and yet, there he was, and there they all were.
The Lead Crown: Ch 5b, Convergence (Pt 1)
The prong horn's reply was bordering on sardonic, "excluding being violated by that woman, yes, i feel much better, thank you." friar arlowe's ears and eyebrows both raised, "violated? how do you mean?"
The Lead Crown: Ch 9.3b, Shock and Awe
Both the prong horn and the otter nodded but it was friar juun who answered the question. "yes. two of the wyranese battle captains led them out to wagons that were brought for their safe passage to the docks.
The Lead Crown: Ch 7c, Proclamations (Pt 5)
Roland apparently knew the prong horn in a formal capacity from university so that had eased wiesen's concerns.
The Lead Crown: Ch 5b, Convergence (Pt 4)
The human glanced at the prong horn, "does it now?
The Lead Crown: Ch 6a, A World Apart (Pt 3)
_metal-eyes_ glanced his way, "tobias severna _the prong horn... yes... this is his in fact. it is called a_ 'phonograph' _or, rather, a field version of one_." _gift-of-the-earth_ looked at the wood-and-metal contraption, "_why do you have it_?"
The Lead Crown: Ch 4b, Your Highness (Pt 5)
The monk was able to tell based on the casual flick of her head toward 'the next room' and the smirk the mouse wore that she it was playful banter and not serious objection to the prong horn.
Splintered Light, Chapter 4.4: Farewells and Salutations
The prong horn smirked. "this isn't a military ship, mr. rusck. get the lead out."