Two Rides On A Rhydon
Dale blinked at rusk, uncomprehending. “i…what? i…don’t think i can carry you anywhere, bud.” rusk smirked deviously. “you don’t have to carry all of me…just my load in your gut.”
Chapter I: In the Backwoods
The first chair of the republic had been a rusk too, a matriarch named obyrante rusk. the person who had discovered the valley originally had been a mathyn rusk, another one of cinnabar's ancestors.
Chapter II, To Ruskebó and back
This brought the clans of astis and thál into war against the hassla, who were aligned with the clans knapp and staris, and loyally served by my ancestor, tobias rusk, son of anton rusk.
Chapter III: The Summer Solstice Festival
Five years ago, cynthia had mated with archibald rusk, a pure-blooded rusk since sixteen generations.
Chapter IX: Total Mobilization
Cinnabar burst out, more happy than surprised. \* solicitor robert rusk was hailing from the rusks of glennenmór, descended from obyrante rusk and mathýas hassla.
Chapter VI: Lake Órlangen
One of the refugees that his mother had waked up - a builder named mack rusk, from the rusks of hasselbó - even followed his steps, and then gave him a kick over he flew into the wooden staircase to the upper deck, his chin first.
Chapter VIII - Glennenmor
"cornelia rusk, daughter of councillor-doe claudia rusk. cinnabar here is my brother." "pleased to meet you, i am..." "lyra mársk. i know who you are. your reputation sort of preceded you." lyra gave out a little nervous laugh.
Chapter IV: The Silver Birds
The three rusk youths all ran around, the sand bank, before crawling in under the picnic blanket, wrapping themselves in.
Chapter X: Taste of Blood
_ _"you will fall, arthur rusk!_ _you shall fall!_ _and burn!_ _may the thief devour you,_ _murderer!"_ _with these words, she threw him out through the window.
A Traitor's Redemption
rusk. edmund rusk. the t-t-toads contacted us, because we worked at the power station for the planet's defense grid network.
Chapter VII: An Inferno of Terror
Arthur rusk! are you alright?" arthur's lower jaw shivered nervously. another ferry exploded, this time on their right side, cascading wooden planks around.
Chapter V: Trolls
The three young rusks had taken cover behind a log, their backs shielded by bush-work.