The Book of Warlock 8. Lessons in magic.
Because i'm a reptid," it added quickly in case anyone was listening. "what kind of dragon can't breathe fire?" "couldn't say," skecher squeaked, "i'm a reptid." "why do you keep saying you're a reptid? aren't they vicious lizard people?"
The Book of Warlock 11. Ghosts and rumours.
The reptid spread his clawed hands beseechingly, "a woeful waste of resources!" "enough. i want to know why these men believe they saw the ghost of warlock, performing magic no less.
The Book of Warlock 14. Battle ready.
reptids came in assorted shapes and sizes. some were meaty giants with tiny forearms, others had heavy bone shields about their heads. he was a smaller breed, lightning fast and slicey.
The Book of Warlock 24. Until we meet again.
The reptid floundered, trying to get up, his tail whipping. "oh, they're long gone. or long ahead." hemlock's terrible fangs glistened, "they had viccy!" "look, look who it is!" luci cooed.
The Book of Warlock 15. Aggravated Assault.
Instead of settling down, the reptid clung onto his commander's leg dearly. there was a strange tug, and he was lifted upwards and out of reach. "deep breaths man, get a grip. you can't fight a battle like that."
The Book of Warlock 18. In love and war.
With one last reptid screech he kicked out with both feet, claws forward, the full force of his body spent. with heaving chest, and eyes full of dim stars, he blacked out in a crimson pool of his own blood.
Book of Warlock 16. War at your door.
The reptid on horseback waved his sword and a whole new line of soldiers branched off, led by a patchy-furred wolf, marching smartly into the gaping hole that the tree trunk had carved for them.
The Book of Warlock 7. Magic vs Magick.
"i can't do much about the wings, but from a distance you'll pass as a reptid." the dragon tucked its wings in tight at the back of the jacket, and it did indeed look a lot less draconic and a lot more reptid. "might want to stoop." it did. "better?"
The Book of Warlock 21. Welcome to Warlock Court
The reptid turned for the kitchen, "uncle hemmy's coming, viccy! lunchtime! well, for us, anyway. come sit on my lap. no accidents this time, ok?" "where's valentino?" anar asked.
The Book of Warlock 19. No good deed goes unpunished.
Her fingers pressed against the cool scales of the reptid officer. there was no pulse. no life. he had slipped away while she had been hesitating. anar had called him hemmy. this was one of anar's very few friends. and she had let him die.