Journey of the Son
They fell in a second to the assault from einar, and the three taskmasters in the area fell just as fast. more orcs ran towards the whirling storm of death that had been einar, though these orcs wore sloppy armor.
Of Domination & Felching
To his chagrin, however, drogoz was a diligent taskmaster in more ways than one. the dragon hissed and snarled, tongue lashing out against the side of his muzzle, eyes flashing with greed.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 58: The Demons’ Slaves (My Place In This World Part II)
"thank you taskmaster." flo said. "thank you taskmaster." i repeated. "diamantopoulous wants to see the both of you. return to the throne room." he said walking out. i looked at flo and she at me. (did we do something wrong?)
Loyal Protector
Lucien was a stern taskmaster, and although ashan knew she did not enjoy her training sessions, he knew they were necessary. she would eventually become big enough to ride and it was important that she had some manners if she was to be in the palace.
Cast in Her Own Image
Pumping up beneath that was the simpler frame of his body, as flesh rose and shifted to meet the demands of a lover and taskmaster of anubis’ scope.
Desires 4
Funnily enough, productivity is leaps and bounds above what it was under taskmasters and plantation owners." arden explains, propping his chin on one paw. "the few farms we've staffed are fueling obscene profits.
Desires 3
"until the taskmaster's roaming hands and skillful lies took away my chance at life as a servant, i had a future as an ornament." "oh, the villain takes the stage.
Ember's Tribe Part III: No Escape
Under slave-driving hands of his taskmasters, he had erected a number of huts after a crash course in the use of their tools and techniques.
The Mage and the Blacksmith - Chapter 2
Janis frisor was not a hard taskmaster, however she do not approve of mages sitting idle and believed that hard and worthwhile work was the standard of a decent mage.
Of Domination & Felching
To his chagrin, however, drogoz was a diligent taskmaster in more ways than one. the dragon hissed and snarled, tongue lashing out against the side of his muzzle, eyes flashing with greed.
Dog Sitter
Christine, ever the taskmaster, was tapping her foot impatiently as john loaded armor and boffer weapons into the trunk. when she saw eric, she walked toward him with an almost regal presence and gave him a charming smile and a polite hug.
Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 4
My dad's a taskmaster." "i hear you," sylvia answered. "my parents can be that way. do this, do that. it's always something for them." she giggled slightly. "yeah, but my dad's kind of mad at me," chance confessed.