A Rabbit, a Hamster, and a Monk wip 2
The monk looked down at amanda's paws again. her paw pads were big and round. they pushed into each other as she pawed. seeing them like that, he couldn't resist.
Jecht's Story
"um... a monk follows a teacher along with specific teaching. unlike a cleric or paladin, we do not follow a god for anything pertaining to our monk-hood" explained jecht.
Prima Nocta (Dark)
The monk could only watch with sorrow as the young couple was subjected to such unfair cruelty, mere moments before their lives were supposed to change for the better.
Peace and Harmony
She wouldn't have known for looking at him that he was who she had come to see - nothing about him setting him apart from the rest of the monks and nuns.
Cleric (Kreet 7)
Some of the older monks will object no doubt. not only are you not male, but you're a kobold. it will be hard for them to accept. but it's not a secret.
The Lead Crown: Ch 4b, Your Highness (Pt 3)
Brother rhys stood and moved to kneel beside the monk, resting a paw on the man's shoulder, "have faith, friar."
Wings of the Warrior: 12
Ok, an induced vision of monks. this might imply introducing myself to them or to avoid them. it showed me where they were and it is not the direction i was heading in the first place.
The Plague Novice
A few minutes ago, a plague monk had stopped by his cell to inform the young novice that the abbot wanted to see him at once for his first private lesson.
Insurrection - Chapter Seven
"where are the monks? the priests of the mother almighty?" again, they failed to answer. deacon stopped in the middle of the road and held his cold stare as flame sparked to life in his paws.
Abyssus Abbey 2 Chapter 13: And Darkness Was Upon the Face of the Deep
Even so, he noticed brother gabriel's eyes tightening, the monk stepping back as tuco towered over him.
Standing Divided: Prologue
He had been a monk ever since he was thirteen and was quite eager for the day when he would become a knight. becoming a knight wasn't easy as only a handful of monks were ever knighted per year out of over ten thousand.
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 17)
The fires were truly terrifying, clinging onto any surface, dropping vile looking blobs of burning matter onto the helpless monks.