die legende des silbernen Drachen 10
Während fafnir jans schwert an der brust hatte, schaute jan an sich runter und sah dessen schwert an seinem schritt. „oh. ein unentschieden?" fafnir grinste. „ich wäre tot aber du nie wieder glücklich. ein echtes pat.
Die legende des Silber Drachen 7
Jan hob die hand und verabschiedete fafnir der geradewegs in der menge verschwand. genau in diesem augenblick wo er fafnir in dem gewühl der leute aus den augen verloren hatte bekam er einen tropfen auf die schultern.
die legende des silbernen Drachen 8
Das leben ist unfair, der tot endgültig jan rannte zu fafnir und packte ihn am kragen. „wo ist furok?" fafnir zeigte zum himmel. hoch, im wolken verhangenen himmel, konnte man einen schatten sehen der immer wieder im kreise flog.
Dragonflight: Segment of My Book "Planes"
Fenrir asked as fafnir lowered himself and practically lay down. maller stared at fafnir, as if not knowing what he was doing or why.
The Draconian Soapopera
With a slight tug, the platform with fafnir began moving forward towards the rotating brushes. fafnir flared his wings briefly to keep his balance and squaked shortly.
Magical Mayhem Sorcerous Familiar Chapter Ten
The patriarch of the family, hugen fafnir sat on a throne carved from a single massive opal. he was every inch the ruler of his household, wearing the wealth of his land upon him.
Hollowed Paths
Holding out his big scaled paw, which i took up, he introduced himself as fafnir. van took my paw again as the shake with fafnir ended, the dragon watching our actions curiously.
The Fireborn: Cold as Hell
fafnir continued praying, my telepathic message didn't seem to register in his head. for what it was worth i often wished i was a pious as him.
The Fireborn: Blood and Honor
Again though my shots zipped through air: this time the accursed prick had leaped over the shots, round house kicked ivan into fafnir's face and then kicked back off of fafnir's body.. pushing fafnir to the ground while the fox propelled itself into the air
Final Fantasy X-Treme Ch.20 - Dark Invitation, Taking Flight a Fighters Dream
fafnir watched as bahamut'senergy ring formed between drakes shoulders. "you think that scares me dragoon!" fafnir bellowed as he charged drake once again. drake's eyes flared blood-red as they opened and fixed on fafnir.
die legende des silbernen Drachen 9
fafnir versuchte zu erkennen wie jan so schnell aus der parade in den angriff übergehen konnte. indem er sein schwert von hinten an fafnirs waffe hielt stand er hinter der verteidigung. jan grinste. „man bist du gut.
The Latest Job Pt 2
fafnir paused, squinting at his display. "i'll be damned..." "what is it?" levus stepped gingerly over to fafnir, not entirely confident in his ankles yet. "the lookeeloo, it's intact. in fact, it's asking why we've dropped out of contact."