Smith: Mouths to Feed

And there, lying on an anvil to cool, was a wicked looking sword. the otter rubbed his blunt paws together and chuckled! ruth would give him at least two duchets for that weapon! he glanced around once more, then ran up to the anvil.

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Reaper Angelsea Campaign: Prelude

Even the presence of anvil soldiers giving penelope a gun salute didn't uplift the sensation that the only reason the entire affair was so lavished was because penelope was an elemental lord. well... all except perhaps for balthazar palmers.

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Stand

He understood depression, having been a victim of it himself and having to take a year's mandatory leave of absence from the military after operation anvil.

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The Elder Scrolls: Hunter's Gift -- Part 1

"so, del, since you're so eager to spend your hard earned gold, maybe when we get to anvil you can make a donation to the temple there.

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The Dragon Tale

His big paws came down on my thighs like two anvils and it almost hurt as he forced them apart. he leaned forward and buried his nose into me. i was powerless to stop him and he snorted.

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G.R.R. All-Extreme Ch. 3

I grab him by the back of his head and slam him hard into an anvil case. he curls over in pain as he slides down to his butt.

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And she's known quite well by all

Each arm has an anvil and a hammer. the anvil's job is to hold our foe in place. with this _geffer_," she said, and gestured with her muzzle to her rifle, which was slung in favor of the lamp.

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Academia.3

The lights dimmed as the large projection screen behind the forge master bloomed into a 3d projection of a crimson anvil at the base of a tree, the academies personal crest. the class portion of the session began with opening notes, as always.

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ShadowScale: A love story

It didn't take long before i seen it up ahead; the port city of anvil. it was about noon when i entered the city.

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Bully-boy

A fat bull better suited to sweating over an anvil than swinging an axe. no woman had ever wanted me. why would someone like camnus want me? slowly i crossed the room over to him, unsure step, after unsure step. i stopped in front of him nearly shaking.

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Code of Dishonor: Twin Destinies

. \*\*\*\* the sound of hammer hitting anvil echoed through the outskirts of the capitol city, the impact of cold, hard metal and freshly forged alloy as regular as the heartbeat of mankind.

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