the worst possible to the best possible
“your name was …lets see here …was tkachesar aram tkalleshe you are torvam amolean, not just anybody. i knew you were special as soon as i saw you, and then you stood up to help your friends wow i got a real find!”
Age of Cataclysm: Book 1-Chapter 54
“there are reports of a male and female claiming they're the descendants of aris aram, over in lutis and eltyr, respectively," petryke responded. “more people exploiting the legendary hero's legacy," otys said. “how abhorrent."
Colours of Fancy
_ **colours of fancy** _ kit aram's morning ritual began in the usual way, by half falling, half stumbling out of bed at approximately 11:30 in the morning (the current time that rays of sunlight would creep through his window and prod at his eyelids).
Responsibility to Protect
I must make sacrifices to explain myself, when i return to the aram minal." "yes." the morli drew back, resigned. "as blessed as we were by your presence, we offer such scanty distractions, compared to the gods." a faint rumble began under their feet.
"Dara Kan Duros an Pagkamoot Ko"
aram mo man na maski grabe an pagpapasakit mo sa aro-aldaw, maski makulog man an latigo, padangat giraray taka. dara kan duros an pagkamoot ko sa imo, kaya magturog ka na, asin pangiturogan mo ako.
Age of Cataclysm: Book 1-Chapter 42
"some baron way before me wanted to show the battle in its glory, including the aris aram and the riders of norwich forcing the soulmonger's army from the ashlands to retreat."
The Roaring Lion
"did you hear about the murder near the bathhouse in the aram soba quarter?" a much quieter voice close by spoke. "no. i never go there..." the passing two voices faded away.
The Safaviyya
"oh, the people in the aram soba quarter do not have an age of consent." "very good." her tail thumped on the carpet with approval. the lioness scanned over another document.