All's Fair
"i don't shoot bows, feirn, i'm a scholar!" "you never know 'til you've tried. go on, i'll pay." choosing from the available bows, carle picked out one made from a sturdy willow branch.
The Traveler's Mile
The man walks the lonely mile though he's buried six feet under he will be here for a while his death is no peaceful slumber the poor soul's life is said and done his friends and family payed respects the road ahead is not fun for many scholars
The Lead Crown: Ch 9.4c, Legacy
Air scholar." the crane looked up from the paperwork. "air scholar? i see." the wolf-dog felt his hackles raise slightly. "is there a problem?" clicking his mechanical quill again the bird marked down something else.
The Lead Crown: Ch 7b, Fallen Idols (Pt 4)
The scholar blinked, remembering the cause for the only real argument he and vic had ever had. "his name's inigo... he's a bat."
Tolerable Acquaintances Slash Partners in Crime
After a few glances, inigo initiated his stealthy operation, and painstakingly took one soundless step after the other, closing the distance between himself and the preoccupied scholar.
Splintered Light, Ch 1.1: As the Sun Rises
He also felt it necessary to come to the poor scholar's aid. "oh come off it, rolf... behind every successful man is a willful woman." the elder brother didn't relent.
The Lead Crown: Ch 9.1c, Legacy
Roland chose to handle joshew's corpse alone... apparently it was quite some scholarly ritual.
The Lead Crown: Ch 5b, Convergence (Pt 1)
The monk took a seat beside the scholar and grabbed a handful of berries off of a serving tray situated in the middle of the table, "good morrow, mr. severna. you're looking better this morning."
The Lead Crown: Epilogue, Part 4
The man wore casual work clothes but evelyn didn't miss the fact that he had the shoulder sash of a fire scholar-- all the more curious that he also wore the waist sash of an air scholar.
The Lead Crown: Ch 7a, Un-Escaping (Pt 2)
Than a few projects with air scholars had opened his mind into how some machines could help his own field of study.
The Lead Crown: Ch 4b, Your Highness (Pt 3)
Friar arlowe's concern grew as he glanced between the antelope scholar and the rest of the group, "aodhan can take mr. severna, and then come back for the rest of us.
Splintered Light, Ch 9.4: Looking Ahead; Looking Back
Rolf reached over and threw an arm around the scholar's shoulder. "that's why there's so many different kinds of people in this world, budder-- everyone has their talents."