Wildcat in the Field

Looking to the left, i saw a huge, brown horse with a disheveled mane carrying an equally massive, blood-stained mace. “hale.” “astor,” he nodded back, “these wolves friends of yours?”

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Trisha - Act XVIII

Just as she started to drift off to a nap, the door opened to reveal mace, smiling at her. “mace? what are you doing here?" she asked, getting up to give him a hug.

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Return to Gilneas Pt 2

The paladin said gruffly as he stepped forward with his giant mace. he stepped in from behind and slammed the mace down on top of the worgen's head knocking him out cold.

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World of Warcraft: Return to Gilneas - pt2

The paladin said gruffly as he stepped forward with his giant mace. he stepped in from behind and slammed the mace down on top of the worgen's head knocking him out cold. \* \* \* suel watched from afar wondering what the horde was up to.

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The Greeenmount Chronicles: Chapter 18, Interlude: Dilemma

mace asked simply. rock rubbed mace's back. "aww, come on, it's just getting to ya. you got off on him watching, just like i got off on you watching." mace turned to look at him now. rock took his hand. "we all got a dark side like that, buddy.

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A Rather Tickling Welcome

She stood at the end of the hall, softly panting while gripping the mace tightly.

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Punished by the Gryphons

He slammed the barbed mace left, then right, bloodying the barbs with crimson essence. it wasn't bad. just a series of scratches. that was all the mace could cause. makaidos knew he could resist this punishment.

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A Lone Guardian - Welcome to the Family

(mace, why are you stopping?â dad told us to get out of here,) she asked, confused as to why mace was disobeying their father's orders.

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Twilight Princess Epilogue - Chapter 2

Swinging his mace at my head, i duck down using my sword like a ramp, directing the mace over my head. grunting at the force of the impact slides me a few feet to the right.

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Icebound - Chapter 12

As he turned back around, he saw a mace coming toward his face and instinctively grabbed it. the mace flanges bit into his palm, he thrust at the hobgoblin wielding it, stabbing it in the chest. it fell back, letting go of the mace.

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