Life as a Elite Part 1
I nodded and the arbiter sat his energy sword and plasma rifle down to the side. "ok attack me." the arbiter went to a defensive position. i looked at the arbiter and roared.
The True Arbiter Story: Part 2
#2 of the true arbiter story the real story of what happened to the arbiter (fyi in this story the arbiter is a female) the true arbiter story: chapter: 2 as i made my way through high charity i saw another elite walking out of an armoury
In the Substance of It
"why should we take orders from you, arbiter?" she spat mira's title with venom, like she was disgusted but also oddly jealous of the arbiter. "do you want my fucking help?" mira asked dangerously.
Day of Xisk
This is the arbiter of trials. the defense proclaimed defeat. you've won the trial. enjoy your break!" "well, that was convenient," xisk said.
Jake, Spartan 400
"no your not, you are you, you're the arbiters son...." "no i'm not," i cut her off with a shout. "i'm the master chief's son, they just screwed with my jeans mixing in the arbiters dna to make me stronger."
The True Arbiter Story: Part 3
The true arbiter story (fyi in this story the arbiter is a female) chapter 3 i was now in the female changing room; i was undressing so i may get a shower to clean myself after having sex twice in one day.
The Proceeding
arbiter: do you have any further questions? convict 3941: no. arbiter: then let's begin. you are to describe the overall and specific experience of a convict, specifically a "red one," in your own words.
Without the Swords
Yet, with only one eye, he could only glance at the arbiter. thel ‘vadam seemed so impressive, so daunting to approach. in the recording? he looked the same as any sangheili, yet clad in the arbiter armor. saza pushed the recording aside.
Intruder Interference
I am the arbiter. this is my area of mystical jurisdiction. you do not hail from here. who are your people? what is your name? you must be an exile to practice sorcery so foul as this."
The New King of Furope
Joshiah, the arbiter of large and powerful fantasy weapons, simply shook his head. "know what? never mind.
Special Massage
He wondered if the arbiter would even remember giving him the ticket. "i hope the arbiter does not think i'm slacking..." he slowed down, however, when a thought struck him.
The ARLIGENT Experiment - Chapter Two: The House of Glamours and Gallows
The professor's tone caught him off guard; rare was the beast damn fool enough to raise their voice to an arbiter. much less to madame sybil.