Suncrest - Chapter 20
By=752410&folder=90841<---- suncrest will return mar. 3rd chapter 20 - immy like most of the land near haywar, the buntail woodlands consisted of a series of rivers, wetlands, and marshy swamps covered in plant life.
The Great Prophet Of Zao Chapter 16: Lies Filled With Hope
The general lets out a deep sigh as he says "i took him to the wetlands so that he may live the rest of his life without the horrors of war but i guess the gods didn't plan it that way.
The Great Prophet Of Zao Chapter 13: No Choices Left
With one quick strike they have taken the heart of the wetlands and soon they will consume the rest of it cities that still stand." "why would the wetlands fall so quickly;, don't we have armies stationed in each city?"
Ragnarok - V
The time seemed comatose, as if this day had somehow inundated my whole life that i had walked in colorless wetlands as long as i had lived, and always would.
[Commission] Prehistoric Podiatric Idolatry
He knew the path the demon takes - right through the wetlands, where no other creatures passed, so there was no chance of the bait being stolen. there was silence. for a long while there was silence. and then came the stomping.
Shortcut Through Orcish Territory
"the trees afford the place little light, and one would think a wetland would generally be cooler. but the place is almost . . . balmy." as the knight considered their surroundings, a second characteristic of the place became apparent to him.
The Den
Geran lied, "i was on my way to the southern wetlands and trying to put some distance behind me." "you'll stay with us until you're rested and then we'll decide your fate." alain placed his fists on his hips matter-of-factly.
The Lanaryu Lizfols
She looked longingly out the the north, wishing instead that it would shift and bring a dry, hot breeze sweeping into the wetlands...
[Commission] Prehistoric Podiatric Idolatry 2: The Quest
The moment he laid eyes on its print in the wetlands, he knew that it had to be his. it had been some time since the hunter felt such a pull. his latest trophies and trinkets were nothing more than that. trinkets. souvenirs. knick-knacks.
World of Warcraft: Return to Gilneas - pt5
They knew they were going to need their rest for the journey through the mountain passes to reach the wetlands. "that felt wonderful," huttser whispered after a while finally able to remove his shaft. suel's tail hole leaked seed all over the bed.
World of Warcraft: Return to Gilneas - pt8
It was a long way to get through the wetlands but with huttser's music playing on the hog's radio he wasn't too bored. he was listening to "level 90 elite tauren chieftain's power of the horde."
A warming dream. A cold reality.
Plantlife and roadways, distant mountain ranges and passes sweeping by the windows without even registering detail with his sight, the sniper's eye slumbering after the months in the fiery fields of the distant east-lands, the mud-soaked landscapes of the south wetlands