The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 17
She helped the acolytes in their training, and met with the many architects to discuss the next phases of rebuilding. she'd been high priestess for a few years now, so she knew the job.
The Fracture
"i shall inform the acolyte's to hold on the slaughter then my lord. when you desire, give word and that lake will be filled with the otter blood."
The Furry Dead Chapter XV - Kindling
Standing, the silence-sworn acolyte waved to another of the brothers, pointing downward and making a circular symbol with his thumb and forefinger.
Dungeon Crawlers
An acolyte, not yet a priest, but it was his duty to help! maybe he'd get fully vested with power! "alright. we'll do it! uhm... point the way?" they got up to leave, but with a start, the teifling held up a hand.
Justice of Nature Prologue
Sen was a shaman acolyte, one of the thirteen in her clan. she was better at green magicks than all but two or three of the other acolytes, but terrible at black, white and blue.
Excommunicated (Kreet 15)
Having an ex-acolyte working as a tavern wench right next door. that would surely sting. she couldn't deny it had a certain appeal. "i accept, red. and thank you for everything. i will begin my apostlate here!
InterRealm - Chapter 2
#2 of interrealm a cold, stiff wind pierced the sensitive noses of oren, edgar, and a small pawful of the great teacher's close, trusted acolytes as they all made their way through the sparse woods outside the church's cavern.
Attack (Kreet 10)
You're an acolyte. you deserve as much respect as any old warrior!" "i didn't look away out of shame, kay," the kobold said. when she looked up at him, he saw her eyes were literally glowing red in the darkness. "i was trying not to kill him."
Acolytes of the Apocalypse | Prologue - Part I | "The Manipulator"
acolytes of the apocalypse is a story that takes place in the pokemon universe. well, if that universe were a little darker.
Torches and the Oars 11: Sea god
“but, ah, this is a new thing,” the god thing said before alessia could even form the question in her mind, “so congratulations are in order, acolyte, for achieving this.” “but you are not an acolyte anymore, are you?”
The Manimal Chronicles #4: When You Wish Upon a Squirrel
He turned his attention back to the acolyte. "assemble a strike team at once. return the squirrel here, alive. let jack have the rest." the acolyte nodded, swallowing as he looked up at the towering, skeletal figure.
Filling the Void - Chapter Three
He'd graduated from the brown of a student to the orange of an acolyte upon being selected to serve in the order, and five years later he'd opened the wooden box containing his black protector garments.