Weeds Meads and Steeds PDF
After an alcoholic wizard accidentally curses a forest, it’s up to a group of misfit adventurers to set things right. There’s Dranden, a saddle maker wanting to boost his business; Belfast, a ruggedly handsome man who is also dangerously clumsy; Toble, a smelly, disgusting goblin who wants to do some good with his miserable, wretched existence; Rendle, a dull-witted academic who’s entirely obsessed with amphibians; and finally Zelendra, a half-elf priestess who ran away from home in search of true love. But their relatively easy quest of chopping down an infected tree quickly turns dangerous as they uncover a deeply sinister plot that’s bigger and far more ancient than any of them could imagine. With the entire kingdom at risk these brave souls must battle an ice elemental, survive their evil twins, traverse the shadow realm, and destroy a rampaging monster; all while tripping over, getting lucky, or taking naps – whatever works! They learn how to set aside their differences and grapple with life’s big questions such as; can you trust your perception of reality, is chasing after love a noble pursuit, what are the metaphysics of luck, and do frogs taste better than chickens?
After an alcoholic wizard accidentally curses a forest, it’s up to a group of misfit adventurers to set things right. There’s Dranden, a saddle maker wanting to boost his business; Belfast, a ruggedly handsome man who is also dangerously clumsy; Toble, a smelly, disgusting goblin who wants to do some good with his miserable, wretched existence; Rendle, a dull-witted academic who’s entirely obsessed with amphibians; and finally Zelendra, a half-elf priestess who ran away from home in search of true love.
But their relatively easy quest of chopping down an infected tree quickly turns dangerous as they uncover a deeply sinister plot that’s bigger and far more ancient than any of them could imagine. With the entire kingdom at risk these brave souls must battle an ice elemental, survive their evil twins, traverse the shadow realm, and destroy a rampaging monster; all while tripping over, getting lucky, or taking naps – whatever works!
They learn how to set aside their differences and grapple with life’s big questions such as; can you trust your perception of reality, is chasing after love a noble pursuit, what are the metaphysics of luck, and do frogs taste better than chickens?
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W E EDS, MEA DS, & S T EEDS<br />
“Look, it moved!” The commoner shouted. “Is something in there?”<br />
Hopping into the driver's seat, Toble tried to remember everything the one<br />
grumpy gadgetzer goblin said about using one of these; “Get away from it you<br />
imbecile”, <strong>and</strong> “Don't touch another knob or I'll get one of the orc bosses to cut<br />
your fingers off one by one”, were the only memories that came to mind. Now<br />
that he thought about it, Toble wasn't taught a single thing about these things, but<br />
that didn't matter, how hard could it be? If one goblin could do it, then so could<br />
he.<br />
Slamming his fists into the buttons <strong>and</strong> pulling up <strong>and</strong> down on the levers,<br />
the mechobird sputtered <strong>and</strong> revved up like the growl of an angry beast. He<br />
gripped the control stick <strong>and</strong> kicked at the pedals, launching the plane forward.<br />
He quickly adjusted the steering stick <strong>and</strong> pointed the mechobird's nose at the<br />
slim glass panels on top the wall.<br />
Anticipating the impact <strong>and</strong> fearing all the broken shards of glass, Toble<br />
closed his eyes <strong>and</strong> grit his teeth, but the plane suddenly jerked backwards,<br />
because the rope used to suspend it to the ceiling was still attached. The plane<br />
pulled hard to the right <strong>and</strong> spun in a circle, coming over just on top of the heads<br />
of the people who quickly ducked <strong>and</strong> took cover. “Watch out!” Toble heard one<br />
of them yell as he passed by. “He's coming back around again, cut the rope to<br />
make him crash!”<br />
A moment later, as he spun back around, the rope snapped <strong>and</strong> the plane<br />
dropped it's nose to face the ground. Pulling upwards as hard as he could on the<br />
steering stick, Toble managed to straighten the mechobird towards the glass<br />
panels once again. A small glimmer of hope passed through his mind. Yes! I can<br />
make it <strong>and</strong> live!<br />
But it was not meant to be.<br />
Red lights flashed in front of Toble's smiling face, quickly sucking the hope<br />
right out of his little soul. He didn't know what the lights meant, but it was<br />
colored red, just like his blood, which was about to be splattered all over the<br />
place. He preferred to have his blood remain on the inside of his body, but he no<br />
longer had a choice.<br />
Closing his eyes, the mechobird sputtered <strong>and</strong> grinded to a sudden halt, <strong>and</strong><br />
the spinning blade at it's front jammed. The whole thing slammed into the hard<br />
stone floor, taking only a moment to crash <strong>and</strong> break to pieces. Toble popped out<br />
of it's metal casing, like a hard shell cracking away to reveal the little green nut<br />
inside.<br />
The group surrounded the goblin before he could shake off the concussive<br />
blows, <strong>and</strong> pointed their various weapons at him: a staff, a sword, a fist, a book,<br />
<strong>and</strong> a w<strong>and</strong>.<br />
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