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 />
Zelendra's heart skipped for a moment <strong>and</strong> she forgot where she was. “Um,<br />
I'm not, you're...” She stammered.<br />
“I don't have any money on me since I was robbed, but my sword has a few<br />
gems on the h<strong>and</strong>le that I can pry off.”<br />
“That won't be necessary.” Pournel said. “I can pay for it, if she is willing.”<br />
Zelendra took a moment to gather herself as she tried not to gaze upon<br />
Belfast. “Sure, let's go inside.”<br />
Leaning over to Pournel, Belfast humbled himself. “You are too kind, I don't<br />
know if I can repay you any time soon.”<br />
“Think nothing of it.” Pournel said. “Besides, I would like to see a reading. I<br />
find them educational at best <strong>and</strong> entertaining at worse. And if it can get you to<br />
reconsider this dreaded quest of yours, all the better.”<br />
Stepping onto the wagon's short wooden stairs, Zelendra became distracted<br />
from Belfast <strong>and</strong> Pournel talking that her foot slipped from the rain <strong>and</strong> she fell<br />
backwards.<br />
Leaping ahead, Belfast wrapped his muscular arms around Zelendra <strong>and</strong><br />
caught her. She melted with a burst of ecstasy, feeling his bulging chest through<br />
the wet cloak <strong>and</strong> all her layers of clothes. Not having a man pressed against her<br />
in quite some time, especially not one so good looking, she savored the embrace<br />
for a few moments longer than necessary.<br />
“Are you alright?” Belfast asked.<br />
Pushing him away, she regained her composure <strong>and</strong> giggled. “These steps<br />
can be tricky.” She wanted to sound more serious, <strong>and</strong> even furrowed her<br />
forehead, but the giggle slipped out unexpectedly. Stepping back up the stairs,<br />
she unlocked the door <strong>and</strong> turned to the group. “All of you, enter Zelendra's<br />
house of wonders!”<br />
“More like wagon of wonder.” Dr<strong>and</strong>en snickered to Rendle as they<br />
followed her inside.<br />
Rendle noticed Dr<strong>and</strong>en's pout <strong>and</strong> eye roll upon hearing that Zelendra was<br />
a fortune teller, <strong>and</strong> he stopped for a moment before entering.<br />
“Don't you believe in fortune telling?” Rendle asked.<br />
“No, of course not.” Dr<strong>and</strong>en answered with a snort. “And I don't know why<br />
anyone else does.”<br />
“You don't believe in magic?”<br />
“Of course I believe in magic, real magic. The type that shocks things or<br />
summons fireballs or whatnot. But reading the future, listening to the spirits,<br />
that's just nonsense.”<br />
“I like to keep an open mind.”<br />
“I've seen quite a few of these psychics at county fairs <strong>and</strong> cities ever since I<br />
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