Servant of Darkness - Ch. 1: Intrusion
Servant of darkness follows the story of dougal mcmannus and his troupe of thieves as they work to seek an artifact of great power hidden deep within the city of altair. do you love high fantasy? do you love dwarves? gnolls/hyenas?
A Patient Death 01: Descending
Jarst and his troupe of cutthroats would be back eventually, and breeze didn't plan to be anywhere nearby when they did.
Act IV - Blackened Skies
A clawed digit pointed at the 'newest' member of the traveling troupe, trevorian. "and it's only a matter of time before they catch up."
Black Meridian 19: Hold Me Close
It was late, but it _was_ the midnight meridian troupe, hopefully most of them were asleep in their rucksacks - he didn't know if he could handle a big reunion right now. "hey cowboy."
The Weakest Link
They kept going, puffing from the exertion, but slowly gaining speed on the slave troupe. garret wondered just what the hell he was doing.
Central City Trilogy: Wishes - chapter 2 What’s Gone - 2.5
He felt some lingering guilt for almost annihilating our mercenary troupe. “how’s everything at home?” alpha asked as he turned off the screen and stood up from behind his desk.
2 - Acceptance
Said a scrawny looking male towards the front of the troupe. "this is he. happy?" "your family is worried about you. they said you had a strange illness, and that you didn't come home yesterday." jason gave a long sigh before replying.
Adept Paws 8: Of King and Corgi
The faerret troupe chattered and cheered in agreement and made rude gestures at jaith. the brindled canine snatched at the fey, but chib-bib had chosen his distance with a prudence that surprised rea.
Black Meridian 18: Running on Fumes
She loved the foolhardy boy like he was a brother, but damn it she had her own shit to deal with, without him taking half her troupe. it had been all she could to limit the expedition to five, and she was regretting that much already.
The Long Road Home, Chapter 6
Sitting on the crates, their bodies turned inwards, are a troupe of three gentlemen. they are all fat and short, with strange paints covering their faces and black, white, purple and pink clothing covering their bodies.
Night is the Time for Killing
Irene showed me a faded photo of the troupe. "not all acts were exactly professional, but carlo and i used our talent to make the audience believe so.
Black Meridian 02: Death Throes
We're gonna join the midnight meridian acting troupe." _this is crazy._ fletcher thought, still stunned. thume dropped his cigarette on the ground, stomping it out. "but you'd better be ready to impress them."