traders, lovers and poets. They are exuberant and flamboyant; when they laugh their humour is infectious and without spite, when they love they do so with

seemed to acknowledge me, one hand raised in a mocking salute. His cold laugh carried on the wind towards me, and my heart turned to ice at the sudden

luck and may want to adopt a few harmless superstitions about it. You may laugh off any suggestion that you take ideas of luck and fortune seriously, but

of being alive. A stormcrow might find themselves preaching the need to laugh in the face of death, conducting grand and glorious death rites, or testing

accommodations we can with them, or they will just... eat us." That made Alov laugh. "They don't really eat orcs, Kassa. That's just a silly story to scare young'uns

mazzarine, bladeroot, and marrowort. "Now, woman, we shall see who has the last laugh!" Jennifer of Adlecombe sagged, her vision blurred. Thanks to the wicked

years too, patient as a beaver, back and forth. And people will laugh, just like they laughed at Topi." "I've heard the story Cordelia, but it's different

attempt such an ambitious design..." The prince cut him off with a harsh laugh. "And that is why you are an academic, and I am a merchant prince, Doctor

their counterparts were already beginning to assemble. She tried not to laugh as she spotted Keki, the funny little koboldi servant of the Mountain King

then they will sit there and be wasted!” “Better you than I, and I will laugh as I live!” But, in time, word began to spread of the rarity of Oksana’s

back one day I promise!" The old poacher wheezed and coughed, a hacking laugh that brought up a bolus of phlegm that he spat into the fog. "Nope. You won't

miserably. Caryl reflected on how irksome it was that he always tried to laugh off serious matters. Sometimes, she thought tangentially, the mood does not

that lures sailors to their cold and choking graves. The Dawnish tend to laugh at them - there is magic in their lake, of course, but it is the magic of

stopped cutting all the trees down. In the end the Marchers had the last laugh however - they cut down almost all the trees leaving only a scattering of

eyebrows. "'Ye reckon it's time fer quotin' Berechiah?" Alisoun barked a laugh, clapped her hands on her knees, and with a great creaking and cracking,

eyebrow at Celebro, who laughed along with the others, shaking his head and apologising slightly drunkenly. But not everyone was laughing. One of the newcomers

nation claimed the territories she helped to conquer (she is said to have laughed uproariously when The League claimed Holberg from under the noses of the

cold-spirited warriors of Tharim, the heralds of the Winter realm laugh, and laugh, and laugh. As dusk gathers, as the funeral flames catch and leap on the

Virtue's sake don't bore them. Make one joke, and time it right. Have them laughing, and they will stand a chance of recalling what you said!" Iulian Shatterspire

me to listen?" She asked after a few more moments thought. Zalmonah half-laughed a little awkwardly and shook her head. "Oh, it's alright Aran," she said