Crossword clues for procurer
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Procurer \Pro*cur"er\, n. [Cf. F. procureur.]
One who procures, or obtains; one who, or that which, brings on, or causes to be done, esp. by corrupt means.
One who procures the gratification of lust for another; a pimp; a pander.
--South.
Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
late 14c., "advocate, spokesman," from Anglo-French procurour, Old French procureur (13c., Modern French procureur), from Latin procuratorem (see procurator). Meaning "contriver" is from mid-15c. Specifically of one who supplies women to gratify the lusts of another from 1630s. Fem. form procuress is shortened from Old French procureresse.
Wiktionary
n. a person who procures or obtains things, especially one who procures customers for prostitutes
WordNet
Wikipedia
Usage examples of "procurer".
Baron Blackgult deftly plucked and fitted dangling manacles, the slender procurer trying the smaller key Thannaso had surrendered to him in each cuff.
Why, you hired me yourself as a procurer in your forces, some years back.
Hawkril and Craer carried the corpses to the deepest part of the ditch, the procurer busily expropriating purses and serviceable-looking knives and daggers as they worked.
Tshamarra sprang to help the procurer as he winced, swayed, and spat blood.
Tshamarra lifted her lantern, the procurer gestured grandly at the hitherto-hidden passage its faint light revealed.
The procurer winked solemnly, swept up his lit lamp, and strode back to the passage.
A hard-thrown sword clunked against the paneled wall not far to his left, and the procurer snarled a pain-wracked curse and clawed his way up to join her, as more shouts came from below.
Embra snapped, as the procurer made a sound that was half-gasp and half-sob, and writhed under her.
Hawkril observed, as Tshamarra dealt the procurer an affectionate slap and he grinned unrepentantly up at her.
Hawkril closed a numbing grip on a leather-clad shoulder, plucked the procurer bodily off his feet, and ran him back along the passage scant instants before a chunk of wall as large as a coach bounced out of the cloud of destruction and tumbled ponderously toward them, shedding blocks as large as their bodies as it came.
The procurer smiled crookedly up at him, bright-eyed, and spread his hands.
Off-balance, the tersept staggered, still running but trying at the same time to claw the procurer off his back.
Blackgult snarled, leaning down from his saddle in a jangling of shifting armorplates to shake the procurer down to his fingertips.
Tshamarra to the procurer, who made a startled, strangled sound as his stricken lady ended up draped over his head, and turned her attention back to Hawkril and her father.
Band of Four were wrestling with the Melted, that beast of an armaragor hacking at unliving limbs like a woodcutter, and the procurer doing his usual dance of leaps, twirls, and magpie grabs at anything that glowed or looked valuable.