Porcelain God
It was known as demon god of pottery mostly clay but as time had advanced it had extended himself to porcelain too.
The Spots Don’t Lie
At this point, my parents insisted i at least try making pottery. a local potter, who'd heard of my well-verified destiny, offered me an apprenticeship.
Part 1: The Naming Ceremony
People were screaming as pottery was smashed and scaffolding was broken down. they weren't at the big tree anymore, and the hatchling could see people running in all directions.
Forging Thoth's Daughter: Chapter One
Which is why i, a man who often has a seat alongside the captain of the guard and third sons of the lord, am now on a war chariot, drawn by war horses, making sure, of all things, that mycenaean pottery doesn't break.
The Amazing Skunk Boy! (chapter 1 origins and transformations)
His pottery typically took the form of various native animals; vases and planters in the abstract shapes of raccoon, otters, badgers, fox, skunks, weasels.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book IV Chapter 16
Spyro furrowed his brows "you started playing in pottery?" "exactly! pottery" the dragonfly clapped his hands together "can we stop talking about this now?" "pottery is about building and work.
The Birthright
He ignored all the things that most archeologists studying; he didn't care about pottery, or jewelry, or tools, or... whatever the hell that thing was. he was looking for something that would stand out to him and him alone.
I deserve to exist
The broken pottery sliced through his skin as they crumbled easily, the blue digimon fell with a loud thud and cracking on the ground.
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 16
A cool, cracked piece of pottery. she felt her fingers slip over some sort of rim, and dipped into something wet. water! she thought, and greedily sucked the moisture off the tips of her fingers. the relief was immediate and fleeting.
[Commission] Adventuring sucks; or the pitfalls of vagabond life
Amongst the ancient pottery. she could just go. the object was too suspicious. or she could take a long inside. what if there was treasure in it?
Smoke Break
pottery or whatever. you're an angsty teenager who collects knives. little edgy huh?" her laughter returns threefold as she appreciates her terrible pun for the both of them.
N'zaar Plains: Chapter One: The Bzaar.
It would appear half the city would be crammed into the large tented area, merchents attempted to allure the common gazes of the citizens with gleaming jewlery, large decrative pottery, unbreakable condoms that lubricate themselves naturally, potions increasing