Loran's

They got the ornithopter back to the camp two days before Loran's arrival, and Tocasia was glad to see the look on the young noblewoman's face when she saw the tattered remains.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

To Loran's surprise, there were some from Korlis and Yotia as well, and some dwarves from the Sardian Mountains who did not trust Urza and the Argivians.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

Loran's lips compressed in a thin line; then the girl nodded and vanished.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

Loran's hair was long, dark, and thick, making her exotic among most of her compatriots.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

Tocasia watched Loran's retreating form, clad in the cream - colored working shift that most female students labored in.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

He thought of Loran's notes, and he thought of Harbin.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

She looked up into Loran's dark face and wondered how long the girl had been there.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

To Loran's surprise, there were some from Korlis and Yotia as well, and some dwarves from the Sardian Mountains who did not trust Urza and the Argivians.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

The last time Tocasia visited Penregon, Loran's mother had made it quite clear that Loran should curb such foolish endeavors as rooting around in the dust for scraps of metal.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998

When she had been young her hair had been longer and almost as dark and luxuriant as Loran's.

The Brothers' War Grubb, Jeff 1998