Chosen of Ashurha II: Blood of the Fallen
When he spoke, his voice was that of papyrus on stone. "necromancer. your arrival was foretold. i have been waiting for many eras." vorel held out a hand, stopping valgar in his tracks, and continued on her own.
Arvians - Grey & The First Hunt
His beak flew open in a shrill cry of pain as claws like a butcher's hooks tore through the leathers protecting his back as if they were no more protective than damp papyrus scrolls.
The Exile 5 - The End
Gerald kept watch with his burning sleeves, traipsing back and forth as his eyes kept staring at the mysterious tower resembling a stretched roll of papyrus.