In The Mist Of The Erie Isles - Episode 06
With a wide swing, the angry man throws his empty mug at the drunkard who's nearly blown irzain's cover.
Cold Skin, Hot Scales: Chapter 3
Am i a drunkard? am i going to become an alcoholic? maybe i already am. one more drink. my vision's getting blurry— i think i have ten fingers per hand now. that's-- not normal, is it? i can't be bothered to care. why should i care?
Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 2
The shope was dimly lit, and stunk of the drunkards that hobbled in any given time of the day. as i sold my wares my sharp eyes cmae upon a darkly colored cowl. i could easily feel the magic pulsating from it.
Lion Tamer - P2
With that, the lion was led upstairs by the sheep, the ewe steering him past other drunkards and domitius gave a smirk.
Blue Moon pt.1
Another drunkard slammed into a table, and the last he put on the ground as well. then the wolf was face to face with the bartender whom was holding a knife to the now unconscious fox's throat.
Colt of the Cloth (Ch.2)
He hadn't come here so late to talk to some imposter drunkard who got a kick out of posing as a priest. "who are you?" he asked, in a genuine tone of frustration. "aren't these meant to be like... anonymous, my child?
Dragons Path: Unfettered Pleasure
Drain my cunt so hard, and even i fall down harder than a drunkard. lick her cock when she's done. likes to keep her feathers clean, that one." akerion walked away. he spoke some words to the crowd, words that passed by vrelgor like a breeze.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 69
It was accompanied by two others, supporting it beneath the arms like a trio of drunkards about town. the one on the left raised his head and bethany was shocked to see that it was old jon from the mill. "hey, betty.
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 25
drunkards staggered out of the banquets halls, clutching each other, pawing at each other's chests and groins, some heading to the warm dark depths of their rooms, others making their way outside to the clear and invigorating winter air.
Liquor Libido
The drunkard slurred, slowly sitting up before once again swigging from the bottle that he still grasped. cobalt sighed as he rubbed his bumps, sitting up before helping his father up, leaning him back up against the side of his bed. "seriously?
Black Ice
My mouth felt dry and the world spun like that of a drunkard, though i had not even drunk water that day.
Dragon Whored
I nursed my mug of ale as i half listened to the conversation from the table of drunkards seated behind me. the tavern was poorly lit and filthy, but the drinks were cheap.