Of Knights and Dragons..
The beggar ate a slab of food and sipped the wine, but spat something into it. a pearl dipped with snake poison and mixed with his lycan antibodies; thus, making one hell of a killer cocktail. "well? is it poison?"
Tales of Passion: The Prince and the Left Paw
Staring at the small, valuable gems upon the garment, the dog wondered if that unfortunate beggar would mind splitting them with him.
99% proof...
Against me, or friends i just met i'll still show, regardless if i know, no time is ever the time for regret belittle the beggar who has a glass full give him sense, not cents, & give it all to the skull hard headed, trash bedded, still funny any
Chapter III, Wrath of a Jackal
The image of a coyote girl raped and thrown into another cell, a beggar beaten to pulp laying dead in the corner... this monster had to die.
A Patient Death 05: Kingmakers
Not that it bothered him; beggars, choosers, so on. the ancient raven squinted at his shoulder, then turned to her assisting chithe - a young a fox named nell who breeze guessed must be somewhere approaching her twentieth year.
My Sweet Deadra - Chapter 4
The beggars are meant to be on the street" xivali said. "i...." aleron started to say.
The Rich and The Poor Part 5
Rumor has it he once talked to a beggar about his opinion on a nearby war. a beggar! could you imagine? what use does a beggar have?!" she said as this gossip wasn't interesting me at all. in fact i was disagreeing with her in my mind.
It is Sweet and Good
Like sleepwalkers we were, bent double like old beggars, trudging through the sludge at the bottom of the trench. we were just happy to be leaving the battlefield behind us for a while. we were going back to base.
Chapter 4
It's like a group of lycans threatening a beggar." "beggar?"
ShadowScale: A love story
I spent all night getting set up, and paying beggars for everything they know about faylin mathers. the dead drop told me a little.
The Parable of the Fox [Chapter 2 Part 1]
There was definitely something off with the beggar he had previously glimpsed outside the bar. was he dead? usually kieran could smell beggars from across the street. he cautiously drew closer to the strange figure.
Sold Soul
Not the kind that would find one left as a beggar on the streets by the end, at least. he tilted his head, resting the shaft of his umbrella against his shoulder. "fear not, low beggar. you may look and speak without reproach."