Young Imperials - Contraband Goods Public Service Announcement
Leslie: ursine mead, go on, have a drink, lighten up a bit! rick: gasp! that's contraband! all lacertan subject goods are illegal! leslie: what are you, chicken?
Mighty Darius and the Fearsome Werewolf!
He'd rushed back to the village to deliver his news, gaining laugher - he surely had taken too much mead into him, no monsters had prowled riverbend in living memory, and the stories the elders had received from their own parents and grandparents seemed to
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 31: The Memories We Make
= "kvasir's blood became mead. (the) dwarves' fault costed (them) mead. woden's/odin's desire stole mead. our joy deserves mead!"_ _this is a common short poem (singular "rím", plural "ríme", english "rime" or "rhyme") in south icelandic.
Vivian! in an adventure with kobolds
It felt almost better than before while she was relaxed, and, in a strange way, the fuzziness from the mead helped too.
Innocent 3
I took a deep swing from my mead to try and find something clever to say. only to find that all that was in my tankard was strong honey mead, "i am a fine soldier. a man of honour, lying is something i am not accustomed to.
Land of the dead.
“i haven't had mead sense i had it on my birthday in the surface world", a damn shame i can't… “i'll buy you all the mead you can drink when we are back in the otherworld.
Beth and the dragoness
Beth could barely read what the old labels said but what she could read looked to say mead. she knew what mead was but this stuff had to be so old that it would taste dreadful. it dawned on her that this cave was well lit but where was it coming from?
A Hero's Reward (preview)
Please let him be packing." she said to herself as she took a sip of the extra jug of mead she brought him. apollo smiled at her as she took a sip of the mead. "some good mead you got for me. quite good really. your own reciepe?"
Pact Chapter 2: Bar Fight Part 3
To make up for that bit of entertainment, i'll buy everyone here a pint of mead!" an overpowering cheer rose up before everything went back to normal.
The Mare with the Black Blade
You knew little of alcohol and meads and drink - the holy attendance of swords was more your trade \> "more than oh, anon. imagine that? sending out for swordwork, just to get your hands on fine drink."
Pact Chapter 3: Elemental Essences
Mortimer licked his lips and placed the flagon of mead between noah's legs. the husky winced at the sight of the mead and mortimer swore that no male should ever be so adorable.
The Jarl's little troublemaker
'chug a mug of mead and another mug of mead chug another mug of mead till you fall down chug a mug of mead and another mug mead chug another mug of mead, warrior!' 'so, what's it like being the son of a jarl?'