The Three Musketeers - Porthos & Chapter 1.1
“does a musketeer surrender? never!” porthos growled, seemingly to hype himself up, then lunged at the yellow dog. the two of them tumbled across the ground in a chaotic scuffle. i couldn’t help but smile, secretly hoping porthos would win.
ROI - Chapter 2: The Scepter
At a command, they fell in line from behind, their stance poised and muskets ready. lars treaded their trail that led them to the source, the reason for his time wasted on.
The Lead Crown: Ch 8.4c, The Great Illusion
Wiesen led the way with some kind of rotating musket device (sandoval never was one for modern weaponry) and he was joined by inigo and lady arnswold.
He Of the Trees
I said, so, if he makes west now, then it may be he still fears a good solid musket, and wishes to be nowhere near the continental army. "perhaps.
Gam Saan (The Golden Mountain)
Now sheng's ancestors were strong and mighty warriors who could fight both with a sword, muskets, and bare-handed- and the amount of money he would be paid as a bodyguard for these miners was fixed.
Terra Nova
And at least one musket--they incapacitated the guard; he's not sure what went missing."
Iron Part 13
Due to most of the ships losing their cannons we decide to put whatever firearms are available to equip them, mostly muskets and pistols with a few blunderbusses to deal with possible boarders, plus under my direction grenades, it's amazing what some black
Dude Looks Like a Lady
But, regardless of the mischief the ponies were up to in appleloosa, dressed up as a gang of musketeers from the pony tales books, the trap had been set.
Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #6 - Rise to Power
With each made free throw by the home team, sounds of musket fire rang through the building, which made whips guard tay mckie (flea, g, sfw) a little nervous as he jumped over the court side announcer table the first time the loud sound effect played.
A Far Green Country
A trip a little deeper in the woods turns up a few more fallen branches, which i lean around the tree like a stand of muskets. i gather rough fieldstones from the deep woods and place them circled close around the roots.
Losing Him
I was trying not to think about the trio of horses, the three musketeers, grazing a short distance away: an irish hunter cross, a thoroughbred and a welsh pony.
white raven
#1 of black to white this is another story that i will be writing on top of musket **one night. one night is all it takes. nowhere to go. he is now breathing down your neck as he reaches out with his grimy, mangled hand to grab you so he can drag your screaming