Juxtaposition
"here we are sugar, put on your best face" she said jeeringly as she pinched the check of my suit with one paw, placed her renaissance style masquerade mask over her muzzle, and waved here other paw flamboyantly at the mansion of a building in front of us.
Survival: Part Three
Noir laughed, turning his back to moira, "it's just a bit of nostalgia on the part of our creator;' he really likes pre-renaissance era culture, particularly knights, so the..."
Journey to another world ch30
It was almost like back in my renaissance fair days. teaching the kids on how to fight and such. "i am sorry donovin. i thought that i could handle a simple little bite attack. i guess i just got a little overconfident."
A Spirit on the Rise - Episode 4
When did get to a renaissance fair?" ten various breeds stood before eddy and watched the masked hero get to his feet, completely not surprised by his appearance. besides them, three others stood across the room from the hero.
The Chambury Poultrygeist
Just like at a renaissance faire, they were big, thick, juicy pieces of meat. that alone made the trip worth it, though he still wanted to know what this was all about. at the far side he found his target.
Transforming Tommy
He noted the balance and harmony with an obvious central focus commensurate with the high renaissance style. he nodded in admiration at the clever direction of the paint strokes always leading the eye back to the central figure.
Skylands: Hypoxia and Edema
It was like a fantasy clearing-house, including invaders who were human, but wielding weapons normally reserved for a renaissance festival. worst of all were the dragons.
Journey to another world pt3 ch99
Quickly recalling undine, i re-adjusted my renaissance outfit (as that was the only one that seemed snazzy enough for this kind of thing), then walked up the stairs to the stage.
The Rooftop Muse
Related to the domesticated cats, the tall, lanky gray tabby was a guitarist and singer/songwriter who went by the nickname of rennie, since he was so often part of the renaissance festivals in the surrounding areas.
Refills
Like him, over there -- the cougar who always seemed to be dressed for a renaissance faire, his casual garb like a modern and less showy interpretation of the romany outfits popularized in cinema.
The Quest for the Lost King: Chapter 3
The Second Phase: The Exile _I wake up in a vast expanse of nothingness. Just the color white in all directions...except for a lone mahogany bar table to the north of my position. A mysterious cervine awaits my approach on a stool, beckoning me with a...
The Quest for the Lost King: Chapter 2
I hear a voice near my ear, "_I really hate to do this to you, Aeneas, but...it must be done. You never should have trusted me. I do this in the name of the Northern Alliance._" I hear the sound of steel cutting air before I scare myself awake. "No!"...