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 />
orcs, those big lumbering beasts – you can smell them at least five Furpletromp<br />
fields away.”<br />
“I changed my mind, let's keep going.” Zelendra said. “You're right about<br />
the orc smell because I can certainly smell the goblin from here. And Pix seems<br />
smart, he probably knows the way <strong>and</strong> isn't bothered.”<br />
“I changed my mind too,” Rendle mumbled, “I don't want to be on the road<br />
for longer than I have to.”<br />
“The perils of democracy.” Dr<strong>and</strong>en said with an exasperated gasp. “The<br />
vote has aggressively swung against me.”<br />
“I don't want to force anyone to go, regardless of a vote.” Belfast said. “So if<br />
you want to go back, we can.”<br />
“No, no. I'm the one who called for a vote in the first place. I don't want to<br />
renege my own words. Onward we go!”<br />
The ridges increased in height <strong>and</strong> tightened as they traveled further down<br />
the treacherous path. The large rocks dwarfed the group <strong>and</strong> leaned over them<br />
like malformed golems that watched with hardened eyes.<br />
Pebbles abruptly tumbled down from above <strong>and</strong> scattered onto the pathway,<br />
sending up a trickling clatter <strong>and</strong> echoing several times all around. The horses<br />
stalled <strong>and</strong> neighed in agitation, but Zelendra set her h<strong>and</strong> upon Starla's reddishbrown<br />
neck to calm her.<br />
“Probably just a small animal skipping around.” Belfast said, glancing<br />
upward with an ambivalent calmness. He nudged his horse, Aruna, forward <strong>and</strong><br />
invited the others to follow.<br />
Toble bit his crooked green lip <strong>and</strong> wondered how Belfast could be sure that<br />
it was a small animal. This place, though lush with plants, had a strange lack of<br />
critters, <strong>and</strong> that could only mean one thing – they were all eaten. But by whom<br />
or what?<br />
The answer crept in the back of Toble's little mind – orcs – but he dared not<br />
utter the word, for the others might believe he summoned them if they were<br />
indeed lurking in the shadows. He already did his job <strong>and</strong> told them this looked<br />
like a good place for an ambush, so there's nothing more he could do. They didn't<br />
even let him participate in the vote, <strong>and</strong> there's four of them!<br />
What would they have done if there was a tie? Even Toble knew there<br />
couldn't be a vote with an even number of people. In fact, split votes were the<br />
most likely cause for b<strong>and</strong>it camps to be torn in two.<br />
Pix suddenly stalled <strong>and</strong> neighed in panic, catching the others off guard in<br />
their brief moment of silent contemplation.<br />
Leaping out from their hiding spots <strong>and</strong> onto the narrow pathway, orcs <strong>and</strong><br />
goblins hollered their own unique battle shout <strong>and</strong> flashed an assortment of<br />
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