Power and Pride
The castle rested on its thousand year mortars, haunched in the night--a reminder of the dogs from a million years back who roamed the land on fours, a thousand stories gone and now just a laugh.
chimera's elation
In just twenty years the people had gone from stone castles and log cabins to brick/mortar houses and sky scrapers. "freezze!!"
NidoChar.txt
Attached to the strap was a mortar and pestle, no doubt for grinding up medicinal herbs and mixing ingredients. an odd one indeed... "hun..nurse nidoking? how'd that happen?"
A Trainer's Tale - Chapter 21
Deoxys helped us out, and i'm pretty sure that getting out of mount mortar would have been a lot harder without the help."
No hiding place
Eleven gunships, two improvised mortar sections, and two hundred soldiers -- just over fifty rooijakkals, plus the command mechs.
World in conflict ch 6 Ambush
Both me and oleg continue to fire upon the enemy, along with the rest that are still alive, as it turns out a few people were able to set up and started firing mortars amidst the chaos, while most majority of us used rpgs and guns.
Moonlighting in Skyrim- Part 2
Focusing on the mortar and pestle in hand, ysra first ground blisterwort, blue dartwing, gleam blossom, and juniper berries, downing the concoction before it had even cooled.
After the Storm - Part 1 [Back to work]
He felt as though a missile or a mortar shell would just crash into their home and destroy everything he had left. the thought left his heart in knots.
Syonan-to, The Hard Landing (Part 1)
mortar shells from both the british and japanese exploded all around us in the dark, never giving a damn whether they hit friend or foe and artillery rounds from our army in malaya rained on enemy positions, shaking the earth as they met their target.
Of Flame and Frost: Prologue
The walls were carved from stone, some crevices in the mortar growing a thick moss. it was unusually large. a long hall stretched forward nearly two hundred meters.
The Jackal and the Boy.
The jackal began to grind some herbs with a stone mortar & pestle "but the threat of infection still stands. i'm mixing a salve that'll prevent it. in the meantime, drink this." he handed a small flask to connor, who eyed it suspiciously.
Potion Mishap
He reaches in one of the jars, pulling it out and placing it in his mortar and pestle, grinding away at the root. some time later, he lifts up a new liquid; it was light blue in color.