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 />
“Well, I believe every saddle should represent their owner, that the seat they<br />
ride upon defines who they are. Which brings me to your saddle, as it seems a bit<br />
crooked, lumpy, <strong>and</strong> old.”<br />
Pournel raised his bushy eye brows a tad.<br />
“Not to say that this represents you, no, not at all, I'm saying that it bothers<br />
me that it does not represent you.” Dr<strong>and</strong>en said, making a full recovery.<br />
“Now that you mention it, my saddle is a bit lumpy. I can't remember the<br />
last time I got a new one or had it fixed.”<br />
“I've looked around your workshop, <strong>and</strong> I believe all the necessary tools <strong>and</strong><br />
supplies are there to make it ten times better.”<br />
“Ten times.” Pournel's eyes widened.<br />
“More or less ten times.” Dr<strong>and</strong>en tilted his h<strong>and</strong>s back <strong>and</strong> forth like a<br />
scale. “Do I have your permission?'<br />
“I suppose I'll let you, since it'll help you feel less useless.”<br />
“Thank you.” Dr<strong>and</strong>en smiled.<br />
“You're welcome. Anything to help.” Pournel went back to guiding Marfus'<br />
vines to make the feast, while Dr<strong>and</strong>en scampered away to the workshop.<br />
Softly humming a tune, Zelendra combed all the horse's long manes, laid out<br />
some fruit for them to munch on, <strong>and</strong> refreshed their bedding. Checking on their<br />
hooves <strong>and</strong> shoes was next, <strong>and</strong> then maybe a leisure ride around the surrounding<br />
garden. The group had passed by all the different fruit <strong>and</strong> nut trees too quickly<br />
when they first arrived, having no time to inspect any of them. There was such a<br />
large variety that she was bound to find something interesting <strong>and</strong> new –<br />
especially in a wizard's garden. Maybe she could take a few seeds back home<br />
with her, wherever home would be after this quest was over, <strong>and</strong> if pursuing<br />
Belfast ever worked out.<br />
She had tried following the h<strong>and</strong>some man when they all dispersed, but he<br />
moved silently <strong>and</strong> quickly, almost like he was avoiding her. But not just her, he<br />
was avoiding everyone, probably needing time to contemplate alone. Zelendra<br />
understood that everyone had a certain favorite activity they use to unwind, but<br />
he didn't have to be so secretive about it.<br />
Muffles purred <strong>and</strong> stretched himself out on the grass to take another nap<br />
before running off to find a bird to hunt. Zelendra giggled at the cat's laziness <strong>and</strong><br />
went back to the horses.<br />
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