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 />
impossible to resell the item, so this too eventually lost it's general appeal.<br />
And then finally there was Dr<strong>and</strong>en Pipperwhip the fifth who had a talent<br />
for leather working.<br />
Everyone used horses, or at least some sort of living creature, for travel <strong>and</strong><br />
Dr<strong>and</strong>en was sure this would never fall out of fashion. Especially since the only<br />
other kind of travel were these fancy new 'rolling-box contraptions' – which were<br />
only ever seen in big cities. Dr<strong>and</strong>en heard about them from passing travelers at<br />
the bar, but knew from their description that they would never become popular.<br />
Who would want to roll around in a metal box when they could ride on top an<br />
elegant <strong>and</strong> sophisticated creature?<br />
“Hmm.” Dr<strong>and</strong>en hummed to himself, thinking that he still needed a few<br />
more components for the saddle.<br />
Walking back into the storage room, he searched once again, corner to<br />
corner, for any remaining material. There were only a few baskets <strong>and</strong> boxes<br />
unchecked, along with strange glowing glass containers that shined many<br />
different colors. He had picked the place clean, but he still wanted a little extra so<br />
he could finish the saddle with true Pipperwhip flare, his signature style of zeal<br />
<strong>and</strong> pizzazz – something loyal customers had come to expect.<br />
Dr<strong>and</strong>en could see it now, his name <strong>and</strong> h<strong>and</strong>iwork, displayed prominently<br />
on a wizard's saddle, a person who travels the world many times over meeting<br />
countless different people, including kings <strong>and</strong> queens. It could only be good<br />
publicity. This trip may have already been worth it <strong>and</strong> he could fake an injury to<br />
be sent back home, but there's no fun in that. He may as well play it out to the<br />
end because what's the worse that could happen?<br />
Catching his eye on a top shelf was a glittery basket, woven with a wicker<br />
that shimmered red <strong>and</strong> gold in the light. Taking it <strong>and</strong> setting it upon the floor,<br />
Dr<strong>and</strong>en wondered what could be inside. Maybe there was something that<br />
sparkled, a powder he could use as a finishing touch? Removing the round lid,<br />
Dr<strong>and</strong>en stared into a pit of darkness, like a black smoke that was formless <strong>and</strong><br />
void of being, but not lifeless, because it gazed back up at him with a cold<br />
malevolent hunger.<br />
Snapping out of the opening, a thin black tentacle flopped around <strong>and</strong> tried<br />
to grab hold of anything nearby. Dr<strong>and</strong>en shrieked with panic <strong>and</strong> pressed the lid<br />
down on the basket with all his strength. The tentacle convulsed with pain <strong>and</strong><br />
quickly recoiled back into the darkness.<br />
“That should be it!” Dr<strong>and</strong>en proclaimed as he immediately placed the<br />
basket back on the shelf with trembling h<strong>and</strong>s, having the grave suspicion he<br />
narrowly escaped some horrible demise. “I think I've collected enough materials.<br />
Nope, no more snooping for me. I should take the wizard's advice more carefully<br />
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