Dragon's Paladin: Chapter 4
Veledar narrowed his eyes at the peasant, a simple farmer dressed in a brown tunic and frayed leather leggings. “that banner attacked me first! you’ve seen it. you’ve all seen how viciously it refused to let go even when i asked!”
The Furry Dead Chapter XV - Kindling
No poor peasant homes, the footing was far more certain here, and more well-built for keeping the riff-raff at least out, if not off.
Midas
He sent some of his most loyal and skillful spies, and they came back frightened that the peasants had been able to afford to purchase defensive weaponry that rivaled what the king was buying for his own elite knights.
Robin Hood and Her Valkyrie
Never does your name not ring on the wind somewhere, be it the hope of the peasant oppressed or the curse of the king gone wicked. few are so named." the archer kicked her legs into empty air.
The Dragonslayer's Quest
Though those slain forswore the justice of the kingdoms they rampaged through, laying waste to village and town, slaughtering the peasant folk and their lords without care or concern. many were sought to brace those particulars.
The Furry Dead Chapter XIII - Storms' Eyes
So the garrison got orders to come down here and show these dirty peasants who's in charge." summer stared at the black-crowned helm, and shook his head, stupefied, before growling right back to the surly, soggy cat.
Here Be Dragons
I think you're a peasant who's pretending." that did it. "i'm going somewhere else to find a dragon," i yelled angrily. "i don't have to stay here and be insulted by you - i've got six older brothers to do that back home."
HtD - Chapter 2
Even peasants work themselves to the bone to earn what they own, am i to be any different?" garek scoffed, leaning back on the couch. his mother stared at him with a mix of worry and understanding. silence hung in the air. “...
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style)
Among the praying mass, nobles and peasants alike, the sole priest left alive in the city cried into his amulet as he held it against his face.
A Patient Death 04: Civilised Folk
To smith something so small and intricate must have cost a peasants' fortune, and he couldn't fathom wearing such a thing on a _hat_.
Short story with knight and dragon
“then please, prey on peasants! for sure, human meat must be the greatest dragon delicacy, am i not right? we used to save so many damsels from dragons’ jaws during the old, glorious days!” the dragon looked at him in disgust. “you are so sickening.
Wizardry Has Many Costs: The transfer of worlds
"leave peasant." d8 "peasant?! i'm the best graduate this school has had in fourteen years and you're calling me a peasant? not only that but does it look like i'm a peasant?"