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 />
extending a platter he carried with him. “It'll ease your mind.”<br />
“Thanks, but I'm full. I'm surprised I ate anything knowing that thing<br />
crawled around here, leaving it's germs everywhere. Though the food was<br />
delicious.”<br />
“It practically ate itself.” Dr<strong>and</strong>en said, stuffing himself with more. “For the<br />
goblin, Pournel assured us the food was left untouched, except for the garden, of<br />
course. I trust his judgement of what to do, which I'm sure is to dispose of the<br />
foul pest.”<br />
Pournel turned away from the goblin <strong>and</strong> stepped upon the stairs to come<br />
up. Zelendra quickly moved away from the door <strong>and</strong> towards the kitchen, to<br />
make it seem like she wasn't spying, just as the wizard entered the lobby area<br />
with a joyful expression.<br />
“This goblin travels alone, thank goodness.” The wizard smiled. “In fact he<br />
is entirely alone.”<br />
“What do you mean?” Dr<strong>and</strong>en asked, finally leaving the kitchen to join<br />
them.<br />
“Goblins typically form familial bonds with whatever group they are raised<br />
by. Through extraneous circumstances, this particular goblin has not formed any<br />
cohesive bonding to any group. This means he will make a wonderful workshop<br />
helper.”<br />
“Wonderful workshop helper?” Zelendra widened her eyes in horror.<br />
“Yes, I've decided to take him under my wing.”<br />
“What? No!” Zelendra <strong>and</strong> Dr<strong>and</strong>en both shouted. A piece of bread dropped<br />
from Dr<strong>and</strong>en's mouth, which he promptly picked up off the floor.<br />
“Don't worry you two.” Pournel said with a smirk. “I've cast a spell that will<br />
prevent him from attacking any of you.” Turning to the stairs, Pournel curled his<br />
fingers in an inviting way. “Come on out. Everyone, meet Toble.”<br />
Relunctantly, <strong>and</strong> with wide eyes, Toble paced into the lobby <strong>and</strong> stared at<br />
the group with a frown. He awkwardly lifted his h<strong>and</strong> to wave, but set it back<br />
down again, thinking it was best not to act too friendly. Zelendra's mouth gaped<br />
open with disbelief <strong>and</strong> her face stayed motionless with bewilderment.<br />
“Toble, huh?” Belfast said with a calm, ambivalent voice while chewing on<br />
some cheese. “Does it mean something?”<br />
“Glad you mentioned that.” Pournel nodded. “Goblin names are interesting<br />
<strong>and</strong> very much based on day to day life. Lifetimes ago, during the Orc invasion<br />
of the eastern kingdoms, a group of peaceful mages provided medical aid to both<br />
sides, since they wanted to remain neutral in the conflict – a very noble act. But<br />
the goblins <strong>and</strong> orcs had to learn the common words for the body parts they<br />
needed healed or else they would bleed out. Since then, those common words<br />
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