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November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

NEVER FORGET:

My Son Was Murdered, The Killer Walks Free, Your Child Could Be Next!

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FAQ: What are the most visited pages on this website and how many visits do they get?

Several years ago, I wrote an article on how to write different types of magic uses, or rather how I personally write various types of magic users within the context of my Quaraun books. Today that page is one of my top ten most visited articles. It gets 50 to 500 views/reads/hits/visits per day depending on the time of the years and has had over 200k visits total since it was published.

Amphibious Aliens: Debunking The Atwater Family's Alien Abduction Hoax with more then 30MILLION reads since 2007 and The GoldenEagle: Debunking Stephen King's World's Most Haunted Car Hoax with over tenMILLION reads since 2007 still rank as the two most visited articles on my website, but, neither of those are writing related.

Writing Medieval Servants is my most visited writing related article with over 7MILLION reads.

This website was started in 1996 and has 1 to 3 new articles (all written by me, I am the only writer on this site) published almost daily. In 2017 we crossed ten thousand articles published. As of 2023, EACH article gets MINIMUM 10 to 70 reads PER DAY, with the high traffic articles getting 500+ reads per day.

And since December 2019, my website now gets three hundred thousand to 7 million reads per month - well over ONE HUNDRED MILLION PAGE READS PER YEAR, making it not only the single most trafficked site in the State of Maine, but also one of the most visited websites in ALL OF NEW ENGLAND!

{{{HUGS}}} Thank you to all my readers for making this possible!

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 TRIGGERED! I'm a Straight Cis Woman, but I am deemed Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach, Are you too gay for the bigoted, minority harassing, white power, gay hating psychos of The Old Orchard Beach Town Hall Too? 

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Quaraun The Insane 
The Summoner of Darkness
A Field of Poppies On The Road To Witch Pond

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Quaraun The Insane 
The Summoner of Darkness
A Field of Poppies On The Road To Witch Pond
(No clue what chapter it is, it's anyone's guess)

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What do you want to become? 
What did you do today to step closer to that goal?
Whatever you do, be your best at it!
And remember to have yourself a great and wonderfully glorious day!

~EK
EelKat.com
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By EelKat Wendy C Allen

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the backhoe driving over my house, you shall lose your house.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my car being cut in half, you shall lose your car.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death. If you haven't got a child to lose, it will be a brother or sister or parents or spouse or whomever you love the most, and that you should know it was this curse which you brought upon yourself that killed them, they will die on exactly the 7 year anniversary of the very first time, you mocked the death of my child.

Evil men go out of their way to try to drive a person to suicide.

Are you an evil man?

Are you sure you're not?

How many people have YOUR hate filled words killed?

Next time you go to do a mean thing to a fellow human, stop and really think about the consequences of your actions.

Did you ever notice how every one has a story to tell about me, yet not one of them ever speaks the truth?

What lies has YOUR gossiping tongue spread about me?

Did you know...

October 16, 2006, bomb blew up my house because of YOUR lies.

August 8, 2013, the house which replaced the one the bomb blew up, was driven over by a backhoe.

November 14, 2013, my 8 month old infant son was murdered because of your lies.

November 14, 2013, I was beaten up, paralized for 5 months, spent 18 weeks relearning to walk, I'm now crippled for the rest of my life, because of YOUR lies.

Are you proud of what you have done?

Enjoy your eternity in Hell. You earned it. You've certainly worked hard for it.

~EelKat

If you have any information about any of these events, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

The Summoner of Darkness:
A Field of Poppies On The Road To Witch Pond

"Why are we waiting?" ZooLock asked Unicorn.

"Me Elf is picking flowers."

"Yes, but, why?"

"ZooLock, has it not occurred to ya, yea be in chains?"

"Yes. My freedom is taken from me. I am deeply aware of this."

"Then what makes ya t'inks ya can sit here jabbering at me?"

"You are the one holding my chains."

"Aye."

"That makes you to person for me to talk to."

"I eats Thullids. The only reason I holding ya chains instead wrapping then round ya neck and stranggling ya with 'em, is cause me Elf says him does wants ya alive. If it were left to me, ya'd already be in me belly."

"Do you really eat Thullids?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Ya tasts delicious. I eats Elves un ya be squid flavoured Elf."

ZooLock was about to respond to this, but his train of thought was interrupted when Quaraun suddenly came bounding out of the field, jumping around excitedly like a drunk gazelle.

"Delicious autumn!" Quaraun cried out. "My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns." 

The high High Elf ran off into the tall grass.

"What is he doing?" ZooLock asked as he watched the Elf run in circles, his arms outstretched.

"I t'inks him being a bird in search of autumn," Unicorn answered. "Just like him did said him were gayynna do."

Quaraun suddenly stopped running.

"Polar bears!" Quaraun yelled, then turned around and ran out of the field screaming like a terrified little girl.

"Ah, polar bears," Unicorn mused. "Ya can never see 'em through the snow. O'course, t'ere be no snow here. And no polar bears. Ya seeing t'ings again, Quaraun."

"Ah! My brain... my... gah! It hurts!" Quaraun threw himself on the ground and continued screaming. "Make it stop!"

"Ah," Unicorn said looking down at the drugged Elf. "I see ya've set aside this special time to humiliate yarself in public."

"Make it stop!" Quaraun continued to scream, now holding his fists to his temples and squeezing his eyes shut. "The eggs are burning my brain out. Make it stop!"

"Eggs?" Unicorn asked.

"Eggs?" ZooLock muttered to himself as he toddled over to look down at the screaming Elf.

"My head's full of eggs," the Elf wailed desperately. "They're going to hatch and destroy my face."

"Ooookay."

"You're short," Quaraun said looking down at Unicorn, who was standing over him.

"Ahya. I knows I is. I shorter then Drawves. Only Gnomes un Pixies is shortering then me." 

Quaraun stared up at the sky and began humming.

"Where'd the moon go?"

"It day time."

"Oh."

"I like the moon."

"Okay."

"I'm a Moon Elf."

"Ya is."

"Why don't I live on the moon."

"I t'inks ya is right now."

"We should go to the moon."

The high, High Elf closed his eyes and began humming again.

"Quaraun?" Unicorn interrupted Quaraun's thoughts.

"There's polar bears on the moon."

"Is there?"

"Pink ones."

"Every t'ing pink with ya, Quaraun."

"I need a moon dragon."

"What about Pocket Lich?"

"Everything's getting brighter."

"Ya eyes is closed."

"Are they?"

"Quaraun?" Unicorn interrupted Quaraun's thoughts again. "What for has happened to ya?"

"I got all these colourful sparkles mixed in with the encroaching darkness," Quaraun said.

"What?" 

"Colours are attacking my senses," Quaraun wailed, holding his hands over his eyes.

"Colours can'na attack ya," Unicorn answered, trying not to sound as annoyied as he was feeling just then.  "What'd ya take, Quaraun?"

Quaraun started screaming hysterically.

"It's all too much," he wailed.

Quaraun was crying now, though he didn't know why.

"Aye," Unicorn agreed, not sure exactly what it was he was agreeing to. "Ya supposed to let me process it before ya takes it. Ya stupid dolyt."

"I need to find a dark place to lay down." Quaraun didn't seem to be aware of the fact that he was laying down. "Very dark. Dark and quiet. Very quiet place to lie down."

"Ya knows ya is already laying down right?" Unicorn asked.

"Am I?" Quaraun opened his eyes and stared up at the sky.

"Aye, right in the middle of the road."

"Look!" Quaraun exclaimed pointing up as an even more terrifing realization hit him. "The sun's up there!"

"Oh fucking titties! Yep. There she is," Unicorn nodded. "Exactly where she supposed to be."

"How'd it get up there?" Quaraun asked. His voice trembled with fear.

"A Sun Elf flew up there and hung it on a hook in one of the clouds," Unicorn spoke in his usual, jesting way. ""He went Shabbooshkie! And stuck it to the top of a t'ee. It keeps falling off so they had to tac it up there with the clouds to keep it in place. But the Sun Elf it was just too much for him to keep doing it over and over again.  'So I got to not fucking break my god dam fucking legs!' Him did cry. That why the birds is up there singing. 'Woooo-heee, hell yeah!' Cause the more they sing, the higher the clouds fly. Eventually it'll be high enough to reach the moon, and then you Moon Elves can live on it. But the Cookie Elves they no like the sun up there because it over bakes their cookies, so Santa Claus, he came with his eight tiny fkying Rain Demons and they kicked the Sun back out of the sky. And one little Moon Elf came along and said 'Oooh, pick me! I want to stab Santa!' And that's how the sun fell out of the sky, but now the Sun Elves put it back up there, see?"

"Oh." 

Quaraun's voices indicated that he believed every word of the lie Unicorn had just told.

"Why do you do that too him?" ZooLock asked.

"I was being sarcastic," Unicorn stated.

"I know that, but he doesn't know that. Look at his eyes! They are as big as the moon right now. What the hell did you give him?"

"I did nae gives him nothing yet."

Unicorn tried to pull Quaraun back up to his feet. That lasted a few seconds before they both fell down. Quaraun landing on top of Unicorn in a rather awkwardly sexual position.

"Ahh.. hello there...," Unicorn crooned seductivly. "Such a tender romanctic moment. I does nae t'ink I needed a prostrate exam. Ya want to suck me dick while ya down there?"

"Okay," the spaced out Elf answered.

"Eh?" Unicorn looked down at the Elf. "Well that were unexpected. Ya does no have to ya know. Though I will no stops ya iffy ya did. Heheh. Yas good at sucking me dick."

A black stillness echoed through Quaraun's mind. He felt as though he was falling endlessly deeper into a black hole.

"I should nae takes advantage of ya whiles ya not intending it, eh?" Unicorn crawled out from under Quaraun. 

Quaraun was usually drugged out of his mind just before bed time, an intentional and mutually consensual ritual the two of them had, in their nightly ritual games of rapist and victim. Quaraun liked being sexually molested by the Phooka, but he did go into it planning on losing control of his senses and being made a sex slave to the Fae King. Just now however, Quaraun was somehow drugged by unknown means and Unicorn was uncertain how willing the Elf really was for sex games in daylight with an audience.

"Ya t'ink ya can stands up?" Unicorn asked the sick Elf.

"Ain't I?" Quaraun asked.

"No."

Quaraun stopped looking at the sun and turned his head to look at Unicorn. 

"You're laying down," Quaraun said to the Faerie. "I am standing up."

"Nope." Unicorn crouched down to look at Quaraun, eye to eye. "Ya not be standing."

"What am I doing?" Quaraun asked, his voice filled with confusion.

"Laying on ya back in the middle of the road."

"Why am I doing that?"

"I does not know. Ya tells me."

Unicorn waited for a response, but didn't get one.

"Ya no clue where ya is, is ya?"

"No."

"Does ya know how ya gots down here in the dirt?"

"No."

"Ya knows ya is getting ya dress dirty, right?"

"Am I?"

"Yep."

"Okay."

Quaraun closed his eyes and started humming softly to himself.

"Oh, crapper fuck," Unicorn muttered. "Him oot enough to not be bothered by hims dress getting dirty. What the frick did he take?"

"I see rainbows!" The Elf suddenly exclaimed, pointing up to the sky, without opening his eyes.

"I'll bet ya does. We'll all be eating butterflies and pooping rainbows soon if ya keeps this up."

"We shouldn't leave him laying in the road like this," ZooLock said.

"Help me, help him up," Unicorn said to ZooLock.

"Why do you need help?"

"Oh, go eat ten dicks," Unicorn scowled at ZooLock. "I does nae want to argue withs ya, right now."

"I'm not arguing with you," the squid priest said. "I just don't see why you need help. You're stronger then an entire Human village combined."

"It nothing to do with streangth. Him needs someone tall enough to steady him, sos him can walk. If ya had no noticed, as short as he is, I a whole foot shorter then him. I barely five feet tall!" 

The squid headed priest beast and the Phooka, got the ill Moon Elf back on his feet.

"My head is pulsating," Quaraun moaned, soon as they had him upright. "I need to lay down for a little while." 

"Aye, but not here, we need to find ya some place safe. We is out in the open here."

"Unicorn?" ZooLock asked timidly.

"What?"

"Does he always talk about eggs in his head like that?"

"Not that I can recalls. How come for?"

"Is there a way to get him to stop talking this stuff for a while?"

Unicorn shook his head.

"You give it to him. You could simply not give it to him any more."

"I dids nae give him t'is one. Not sure what him took. Some t'ing him did pick out in the field. Mushroom maybe? Morning Glories? Does nae know. I can no stops him from taking stuff. It why I give him stuff. Give him somet'ing I knows will nae hurt him. Avoids him taking stuff on him own that could kills him. Safer t'at way."

"Will it hurt the eggs?"

"What? Yar daft as him be."

"Oh no, any eggs of the Sacred Pink JellyFish must be protected at all costs."

"There is no eggs in hims head, him high on... Something. I dids no see what him tooks."

~o0o~

Unicorn and ZooLock helped Quaraun walk. The road was getting wider. The forest getting denser. Small patches of swamp land rose up to either side. Grey, decayed deadwood tree rising up out of their watery graves, surrounded by tall towering pines on all sides. The orange, reds, and yellows of the autumn maples and oaks, offset the vast walls of green pine needles stabbing the horizon. The way the road twisted and shifted in loops, they couldn't tell if they were moving closer to the coast or farther from it. As the road wound up the side of a mountain, the walking became more and more difficult for Quaraun. With his leg wounded and his head full of scattered nonsense, Unicorn and ZooLock found it difficult to guide the Elf up the steadily rising road.

"We need to stop," ZooLock said to Unicorn. "He needs to stop. Her ladyship needs rest." 

The squid pointed a few tentecals at the sick Elf.

"Who the fuck are ya?" Unicorn snarled. "Ya t'nks I does nae know this?"

"Then why won't you stop?"

"Because there is no not one place near by heres to stop. Him injured. Them HellHounds bit up him leg, remember? And now him got who knows what messing up him mind. We is sitting ducks out in the open."

"Sitting ducks?" ZooLock stopped walking and looked at the desnse forest surrounding them as far as his bulging squidy eyes could see. "For what? There's no one for miles."

"Oh, shitballs! Ya un yar damned tentecals of doom! Opening ya fricking fish eyes. There is always someone un ya said yarself, we must protect him. Eh? Did ya not just say so just this morning?"

"I did. I did. I said exactly that. Especially now with the eggs. They makes it even more important. You are right. Protecting the Sacred Pink Jelly Fish must be our number one top priority. Her eggs must not be harmed. Nothing else matters."

"Well then, we does nae stop here. I does no sence this place is safe. We move on."

~o0o~

After about a quarter of a mile of uphill walking, they came to a leveled off area. Before them the road forked. At the center of the fork, was a small island of dune grass, at the center of which stood a tall wooden sign post, with many carved wooden signs up and down it, each pointing in different direction.

Unicorn stopped to read the signs, leaning Quaraun on the post. The Moon Elf quickly clasped his arms around the post and clung to it as if terrified he was about to fall off a cliff.

"What it says?" Unicorn asked at last.

"I thought you just read them?" ZooLock said.

"Yeah, eat dick ya tentecaled bag of fuck! I can no reads."

"You can't read?"

Unicorn shrugged his shoulders.

"You can't read?" ZooLock said again.

"Nope," Unicorn stated. 

 "I am stunned by this revilation!" The squid head priest waved several tenicles to emphasise his shock. "Wizarding requires centuries of studying!"

"Aye." 

"Humans rarely know magic arts because they lack a long enough life span to absorb all the knowledge there was to learn."

"Aye." 

You are a two thousand year old Faerie! It is preposterous to think that an illiterate wizard was even a possibabilty, let alone a wizard of your level of power."

"Ya acknowledes me as a wizard, eh?"

"You are the Great King Gwallmaiic. Necromancer warroir king. Greatest Necromancer of all time. Until herlandyship came along. It's not possible that you can't read."

"Bubbidy, buddidi, boom, baddaboshkie. Can'na read a blooming t'ng. It frustrating as tits."

"Aren't you supposed to be Gwallmaiic, King of the Faeries, Elf Eater of Pepper Valley, Leader of the Lich Lords?"

"Yep. That be me. Illiterate King of the Faeries."

Quaraun was slowly sinking to the ground, while still tightly hugging the sign post as if his life depended upon it. Unicorn grabbed Quaraun and pulled him back upright.

"Stay!" Unicorn commanded, pushed Quaraun against the sign post.

"You wrote volumes on Necromancy," ZooLock continued. "And the Dark Arts and Demonology and ... no wait... you didn't write about Demons... who was that?"

"Me wrote them books when me was alive."

"And now you are an undead Lich with all of immortallity to read and learn even more magic and gain greater powers..."

"It does no work that way."

"What do you mean it doesn't work that way?"

"I mean, here I is a Lich and I can no remembers how to read or write. It just like me natural instinct was to kill ya, but I dose nae know why I needs to  be killing ya. Just like I does nae knows why me Elf be not letting me be killing ya. And just like that I can nae reads. Sorry. It way it is."

"Do you suggest all Liches are illiterate?"

"All ones I met is."

Unicorn grabbed Quaraun by the pink, rhinstone jeweled collar around his neck.

"I ought ta put a leash on ya. Wonder if I got some rope? What am I saying, ya has everything."

Unicorn leaned the tipsy Elf against the signpost again, then took Quaraun's bag of holding and began rumaging around in it looking for some rope.

ZooLock looked up at the posts and read the nurmous signs out loud.

"Duck Brook. Were you not just talking about ducks?"

"I was?"

"Yes, you said we were sitting like ducks."

"Aye." Unicorn looked around at the wide open space they were standing in, here at the crossroads. "We is more sitting duck right now too. Oot here in der open like t'is, never be good t'ng to be doing. Which way be Duck Pond?"

"Brook," ZooLock corrected. 

"What?"

Unicorn wasn't paying attention. He was too busy trying to decide which of the ropes he had found would be best suited for putting Quaraun on a leash.

"It says Duck Brook."

"Pond. Brook. Whatever. Same differance. Water be water. Which way be it?"

Quaraun was slidding back down to the ground again. Unicorn again stood him back up and propped him against the sign post.

"I said STAY, now STAY!" He ordered. 

Quaraun slid back down to the ground. The Elf was almost unconscious by this point. Unicorn stepped back and stared at the woozy Elf, then at the rope in his hand, and then stared at the sign post.

"Well, fuck, I been doing it the wrong way."

Unicorn tied Quaraun's hands to the signs on the post, and let the Elf hang their by his wrists.

"There! Now ya can'na fall over!"

"You're gonna hurt him," ZooLock said.

"Nah. Him used to it. I ties him up in trees all de time. Him love getting him arse poked while him hanging in trees. It him favourite t'ing. Him like being fucked whilst him be restrained?"

"Black Bear Brook, seems to be that way..." ZooLock pointed a slimy pink tentecal down one of the dirt roads, ignoring what Unicorn had said.

"Black Bear?" Unicorn was puzzled. "Did ya not just say Duck a minute ago?"

"Yes, one says Duck Brook and the other says Black Bear Brook."

"Which brook do we want?"

"There is no Witch Brook. But Witch Pond is that way."

"I did nae say Witch Brook, I asked which brook for we is to go to!"

"Well there is no Witch Brook and Witch Pond is that way."

"Does we want to go to a place named after witches?"

"Do you have something against witches?"

"I were murdered by a witch."

"I thought you commit suicide?"

"That was the first time I died. When Quaraun resurected me as a Lich. Second time I died I was killed by a Lich Hunter Witch who knew how to make Liches stay dead. Cut me clean in two. Ran off with me entrails, tossed 'em all over shit. That when Quaraun bring me back as a Vampire. Now I is VampiLich."

The rope on Quaraun's wrists came lose and the Elf suddenly fell down to the ground again.

"Well, shit balls, I did nothing correctly," Unicorn scolded himself as he dragged Quaraun back to his feet again.

"Why don't you just let him lay on the ground, while we figure out where we are going?"

"Eh?" Unicorn dropped Quaraun on the ground and walked over him. "Okay. Where is we going?"

Quaraun tried to stand up on his own this time and quickly grabbed hold of the sign post.

"The ground is moving," the sick Elf moaned.

"Green Mountain is over there," ZooLock said.

Unicorn stared up at the mountain behind them. They were only at the foot of it. Unicorn looked back over at Quaraun. He was still holding on to the sign post but was now vomiting uncontrolably.

"I does no be t'inging Quaraun in any condition to be climbing the mountain just now. Him vomiting him guts out. Him need a place where him can lays down and sleep off whatever bad trip him having."

"There's one here called Great Meadow," ZooLock suggested. "Perhaps he could lay down in the nice cool grass. Ease his stomach. If it were tall enough we could all hide in it and not be as you say sitting duck. Great Meadow is that way. I think. Looks to be same road as Witch Pond."

"Ya t'ink some'ne that pink can hides?"

"No."

"Does they say anyt'ng of how far away they be?" 

Unicorn tossed a worried glance at Quaraun. The Elf shivered with chill and fatigue, he appeared tired and haggard, his face pale and looking dreadfully ill.  

"I t'nks Quaraun at end of him ability to walk much farther. And now him be vomiting his guts out...again."

"There's Beaver Dam Pond down that way. Same road as Witch Pond." ZooLock continued reading the signs. "And Sand Beach is that way, about a mile back, acording to this sign."

"Ya big dick! Quaraun can'na walk a mile like this. Him can no even stand up. What is closet?"

"Closest."

"What?"

"You said cloest."

"No I did not."

"Yes you did."

"Ya ain't hearing me right."

"You aren't talking right."

"Find safe place to take me Elf before I rips ya head off."

"Otter Cliff, Otter Point, and Otter Cove," ZooLock went on. "There must be an over abundance of otter around here. The Thunder Hole? I wonder what that coulde be? Hunter's Beach seems to be the same road as the Otter and the Thunder Hole."

"If it somet'ng to do with thunder, it probably too loud for Quaraun right now. Him sences on overload. And we probably want to avoid, Hunter's Beach. Quaraun is too ill as it is. Don't want to risk him getting killed by hunters."

"Bubble Pond. That sound nice. Bubble Pond," ZooLock said letting the words roll off his tounge. "Bubble Rock Trail, doesn't sound quiet so pleasent as Bubble Pond does, though. And another brook. Deer Brook. There certainly are a lot of these named after furry creatures."

"Are there many more of those things?" Unicorn asked. He hadn't expected ZooLock to take so long reading them, and was growing impaitent.

"Pretty Marsh Picnic Area. Can a marsh be pretty?"

"We Phookas t'ink they is."

"You also enjoy eating Elves."

"Un ya Thullids does nae?"

"We do not eat Elves. We use their bodies to house our young. That's different."

"Ah. I see."

"Bass Harbour Lighthouse. A lighthouse could possibly be a safe place to stay for a bit, except it says 3 miles on the sign. That's a few days walk with him like this."

"ZooLock?"

"Yes?"

"Pick some place near by."

"How do I know what's near by?"

"I can see numbers on the signs. Pick a low number."

"Little Moose Island. Are the Moose little or is the lake little but filled with Moose?"

"ZooLock!"

"Yes, yes, I hear you. Pipe down. I'm still reading them. Perhaps then we should go to Eagle Lake?"

"Eagle Lake, sounds big and dangerous. Quaraun is small Elf with small dick. Him like small t'ings. And him no like the danger."

"Well that was the last sign. YOU, pick one."

"Quaraun," Unicorn pulled the Elf back to his feet. "Pick one. Where ya wants to go?"

"Witch Pond," Quaraun answered dreamily. "Shabbooshkie!"

"Witch Pond? Why Witch Pond?"

"It sounds niiice," Quaraun slid down to his knees again, then fell over face first, asleep on the dune grass, with his bum up in the air.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Suck a dick, fuck! Now him out cold," Unicorn complaned. "Help me get him back up. We is gonna has to carry him rest of way."

"Where are we going to?"

"Witch Pond I guess."

"Are you sure you want to go to a place haunted by witches?"

"Who the fuck said anything about it were being haunted?"

"Don't witches haunt swamps?"

"You fucking penis headed cock ass!"

"What did I say?"

"Ghosts and giests haunt things, not witches."

"What if it's the ghost of a witched, murdered in these swamps long ago?"

"Quaraun says we is heading towards Witch Pond, sos we is head towards Witch Pond. We does no question our Elf any more, remember? Yar orders. Now make that ass clap and get going!"

"Is he in any condition to be telling us which way to go?"

Unicorn looked down at the Elf, still slumped face down, asleep on the ground.

"No! Fucking tits! Him not even awake just yet."

"Now."

"What?"

"You said yet. You meant now."

"Will ya stop correcting everyt'ings I says!"

"You're Elvish is terrible. I don't know how Quaraun tolerates it."

"And yet yis the one in chains."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"I free. You prisoner. I do as I wants. Ya does as ya tolds."

"I am only in chains, because her ladiship desires it to be so."

"Ya knows him does nae likes ya calling him his ladyship."

"Yes. But he's passed out and I'm awake. You're logic."

"ZooLock...I will pull out yar heart, stuff it with acorns, un leave it for the squirrels, if ya does nay stop annoying me. And way Quaraun be right nows. Him can nae help ya.".

"You are so violent, Gwallmaiic. So very violent. You need to learn to meditate like Quaraun does."

"Like him doing right now ya means?"

ZooLock looked down at the High Elf, who was no longer high and fast crashing into deeper fits of nightmares. 

"Well, no. Not like that. We need to get him off that habit. What if the hell hounds had come at us with him like this?"

"I simply chop them up. Only reason I does no go chopping up more t'ings is him will'na lets me."

"I still feel there is no reason for you to be so violent."

"Un yar is being a wee bit unrealistic iffy ya t'inks ya can gets by in this line of business withoot hurting no body."

"I just think you are too violent."

"Yis a Thullid. Yar whole damned race known for killing all life."

"I am a Di'Jinn priest. My purose is to serve her ladyship."

"Keep going as ya is now un yar purpose will be getting a boot up yar arse."

The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane
Volume 11 of 130
The Summoner of Darkness
Full Chapter Index -
About The Novel:

Volume 11: The Summoner of Darkness

Back from the dead, once again with Unicorn in tow, and now with the Thullid priest ZooLock his prisoner shackled in chains, Quaraun is headed back to The Screaming Unicorn Tavern in Old Orchard Beach, but finds himself cursed with endless bad luck, as one thing after another drops out of the sky in his path.

Highwaymen, hellhounds, a turtle as big as a house, fire breathing butterflies, a train station from the 20th century, and a strange glow-in-the-dark demonic wizard with pockets full of sheep, who sits in a red armchair in poppy field in the 1400s reading 1980s spellbooks books by Gary Gaygax.

Quaraun goes head to head against The Gremlin, a time traveling wizard from the future who refuses to allow the Pink Necromancer back into Old Orchard Beach, where since his last visit, an evil Sorcerer named HellBorne has erected a giant cursed lighthouse known as The Black Tower.

ZooLock however has other plans, and while 4 rival wizards tear up the town in a wizard's duel, the Squid Headed Aliens From Neptune's Moon and their armies of JellyFish worshiping cultists arrive in town to preform a ritual that will unleash an Elder Brain Chaos Demon, known as The Sacred Pink JellyFish on the world. Too bad they didn't know she was already in town.

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NOTE: Most of this novel will be available as free to read online.

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Please Note: The Quaraun Series Is Rated M18+ and you must be 18 or older to buy it.

Most pages on EelKat.com are about writing Yaoi, and thus probably is NSFW; reader discretion is advised.

Why is the Quaraun Series Rated M18+?

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Quaraun is a character I play in Dungeons & Dragons. Like most every other novel in the series, this novel is based off the notes taken from an actual game play session. The Summoner of Darkness is based off the Dungeons & Dragons Campaign: The Murder of the Seven Points by Erik Yaple. If you are a Dungeon Master interested in running a game using this story, the game guide used is this one here --->>>

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List Of Sample Chapters
Available To Read Online:

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Introducing GhoulSpawn

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The Cultists and The Coming of The Darkness

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EelKat and The Kats of Planet Ptarmagin

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The Moon Elves of Ivujivik

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A Letter To Home

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HellBorne and The Missing Sacrificial Sheep

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The Return of ZooLock

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Highwaymen 

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Another Letter To Home

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Hellhounds

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The Half-Elf Thief With Pockets Full of Sheep

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The Gremlin's Warning

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"I am Very Concerned About Blueberries." - Back At The Blueberry Plains of The Screaming Unicorn Inn

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A Field of Fire Breathing Butterflies

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A Field of Poppies On The Road To Witch Pond

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The Road To Witch Pond (Part 2)

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The Road To Witch Pond (Part 3)

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Santa's Dead Floating Body

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The Pumpkins Are Following Us

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A Third Letter To Home

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The Abandoned Cathedral

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A Piano Fell From The Sky

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Worms!

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The Glow-In-The-Dark Sun Elf Who Fell From The Sky

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GhoulSpawn and Quaraun Trapped With A Phooka

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Night Terrors

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"Him not hurt. Him just cry baby."

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The Pregnant Jelly Fish

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The Banshee Sisters: Bean-Nighe and Ben-Neeyah In the Swamp of Death

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A Fourth Letter To Home - The Masochistic Elf With Stockholm Syndrome

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Stay Wid Us Too Lang, Ya Go Crazy Wid Us The Black Lighthouse Strange Nightmares Pumpkins Again The River Boat Man-Woman

The Strange Village or I Love The Smell Of Decomposing Bodies In The Morning

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Food Fight In a Funeral Home

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The Golden Rooster

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Shrimp Dinners 

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Meeting Mallac

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A Serial Killer at Large

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The Summoner of Darkness

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Corsets, Elves, and Undead Faeries.

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Visiting The Scene of Murder #1 With An UnGelded Stallion

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I Never Wanted To Be a Wizard

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Sheep Again

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The Sixth Letter To Home

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The Fetishes of Phookas

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Back At The Tavern and Still No Shrimp

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A Tavern Scene Part 1 - "Ever heard of a chastity cage?"

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A Tavern Scene Part 2 - Drunk Elves, Shrimp Dinners, and Dungeon Masters From The Future

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A Tavern Scene Part 3 - Quaraun, Unicorn, GhoulSpawn, - Time Travel, Chastity Cages, and Whores

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He Kills People With Candy (The 7th Letter To Home)

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ZooLock Again - Off To Talk to Merchants About Murder #2

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Three Days, Three Murders, & Still No Shrimp Dinners

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Tumbling Down Stairs With Slutty Elves and Angry Liches

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The Missing Children Bean-Nighe and Ben-Neeyah Warned Of

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Explosions From The Sea

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A Hurricane Hits The Lighthouse

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The Blind Phooka

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You Always See The Pony?

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Murder #4 & Questions About The Black Tower

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Pumpkins, Blueberries, and Shrimp

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The Thullids Arrive In Town

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Investigating Murder #5

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ZooLock's Thullid Cultists

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Where Are You Hiding That Horse?

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Murder #6 - The Red Herring Murder

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Murder #6 - The Real Murder

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The First Try At Entering Black Tower

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The Black Tower's Garden of Death

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The Hostess Twinkie Aisle of Biddeford Wal-Mart

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Elves In Chandeliers

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Aardsvorkus Muddsburge & The Crystal cave of Time and Necromancy

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The Train Station

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Back At The Tavern

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Mallac and The Murder Weapon

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Mallac And The Shambling Dead - No Spell Is Ever without A Price

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Why is there an elephant in my bed?

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"Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcid a kcus! Kcuf!"

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Another Night, Another Murder (Murder #7)

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HellBorne The Evil, Lord of Black Tower

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Elwin

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"My first thought was, where would a three year old put your bag of holding?"

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The Oozing Plate Of Sugar Cookies Bludgeoned By The Courageous Alien Being Chased By A Bloodthirsty Crazed Celebrity Chef

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The Map of The Town

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Elwin and The Town Full of Dead Children

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Glimmer Monks wear nothing underneath their robes...

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Can Unicorns conceal themselves amongst normal horses and pick them off in secret?

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The Thullids Are Gathering Around The Golden Rooster

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A Bag Full of Pickled Jellyfish

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Back At Black Tower

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The Bottomless Pit

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I'm HellBorne The Evil, Lord of Black Tower, of The Castle of Blood and Death

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Necromancers Don't Wear Pink

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BoomFuzzy's Evil Army of Blood Thirsty Marshmallow Tutti-Frutti Fuzzy Wuzzy Fluffy Bunnies

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The Cult of The Sacred Pink Jelly Fish

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The Pregnant Jellyfish and The Murdered Half-Elf

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The Wrath of The Pink Necromancer

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Darkness Falls

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Back To Black Tower Again

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The Ptarmagin Kats of Space Dock 13

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On Board The VISION-D8

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Elwin Again (The End?)

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Did You Know?

The Summoner of Darkness is the first time The Gremlin, EelKat, Lyxiana, Bela, and Spriggan (all characters from the original 1978 edition of Friends Are Forever, Volume 1 of The Twighlight Manor Series) make appearances in The Quaraun series.

While most of the Quaraun series is written with Quaraun as the only point of view character, EelKat, the primary point of view character of the Twighlight Manor series, alternates with Quaraun as a point of view character in Summoner of Darkness.

The novel tells 2 stories side by side, with all odd numbered chapters telling Quaraun's version of the story in the 1400s, and all even numbered chapters being written as letters from EelKat in the 1980s to her sister Lynxian.

EelKat is a 4th wall meta breaking narrator.

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Answering Reader Questions:
GhoulSpawn's Sheep Explained

A staple in every story that features GhoulSpawn, is his glittering technicolour herd of sheep, that gather around him to listen as he reads Dungeon's & Dragons manuals, while sitting in a red armchair, in the middle of some field.

I own the red chair, btw, which you see me sitting in in my BookTube videos while I read. You can see it in this video here:

The 2 most common reader questions asked about GhoulSpawn are:

1. What the hell is it with the sheep? They don't serve any plot point and seem to be there for no reason at all. What the hell?
2. Does GhoulSpawn have sex with his sheep or not?

The first story to feature Gremlin as a main character was The Wild Years, published in 1987. In this story he is a member of PETA on a mission to shut down Procter & Gamble, after encountering a local sheep farm that supplies lambs for Iams dogfood. In the slaughterhouse on the farm is a conveyor belt, onto which baby lambs are herded, then dropped into a grinder where they are chopped up while still alive.

If you have a stomach strong enough to view such things, you can see BOTH the Proctor & Gamble animal by-product grinder and McDonald's hamburger making grinder in this video here, which shows it being used on baby chickens and baby cows.

(The chicken grinder shown in this video is P&G's Iams dog food processing plant and the cow grinder seen here are Mcdonald's hamburgers be made for you.)

Please be warned, this anti-war, human rights, and animal rights protest video shows EXTREMELY GRAPHIC real life footage of poachers, slaughterhouses, human trafficing, KKK attacks, beheaded ISIS victims, and children killed by landmines.

VIEWER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED! 

Back to GhoulSpawn, the series' resident uber extreme animal rights activist...

This was a very real farm and a very real machine which I had seen when I was 8 years old, and was the reason I became an animal rights activist and a vegetarian. This aspect of GhoulSpawn's character, his being a vegan animal rights activist with a vendetta against P&G is based off my own life. (If you did not know, I am the founder of the real world Procter & Gamble Boycott and many of the Twighlight Manor books were written specifically for the boycott, thus why a character like The Gremlin took centre stage.)

Readers came to know that if Gremlin was in the story, so too would be references to the evils of Procter & Gamble, Iams dogfood's horrific sheep grinding machine, and mysterious disappearing sheep, along with his random ramblings against McDonald's, Burger King, and other giants in the animal abuse industry.

Unfortunately for GhoulSpawn, he's often rambling on deaf ears, as Quaraun, Unicorn, and others from the 1400s, have no way to comprehend the future atrocities being described by the time traveller. The reactions of people from the 1400s varies from thinking GhoulSpawn is a raving lunatic (thus why he is dubbed "GhoulSpawn the Crazed") to people understanding that he has seen something which has horribly upset him and feeling pity for him, but not really being able to understand exactly what he is talking about.

And then, when he can't get people to listen to him, he starts pulling sheep out of his pockets, not realizing that back in the 1400s he's surrounded by superstitious people who view magic, Wizards, and such things as evil sorcery and people practicing them as witches to be burned and destroyed. As a teenager from the 1970s, GhoulSpawn has as much trouble comprehending the 1400s mind as they have comprehending him.

As no one but GhoulSpawn can get anything out of or even see anything in his pockets, he can safely stuff sheep in his pockets and then innocently stand there while people run around like mad trying to figure out where all the sheep are disappearing to. He'll stuff another sheep in his pockets every time no one is looking and will continue to do this until the entire herd is gone/in his pockets. At which point he'll then jump back in his 1974 AMC Gremlin, fly back to the 1400s and set the sheep loose in green pastures.

GhoulSpawn has a particular affinity for Cotswold sheep, and his habit of stealing/rescuing sheep and taking them to the past, is used as an explanation for why Cotswolds were so very overpopulated in Medieval times, yet today are considered an endangered species.

Over the years it became a running gag in the series for other characters to bully and tease Gremlin claiming he had a sex fetish for sheep. However, GhoulSpawn does not have sex with his sheep and often seen deeply upset over the accusation. Because most people in the 1400s do not believe GhoulSpawn is a time traveller from the future, they say that he made up his story of rescuing sheep from "the gambler" to cover up habits of beasillity. Quaraun and Unicorn remain two of the only people to believe GhoulSpawn's story as he has taken them to the future and they have seen the things he speaks of for themselves.

The reason for GhoulSpawn's obsession with sheep, is a secret he rarely reveals and is known only to his closet friends: while the series often bills him as a half-Elf, leaving people to assume in also half-Human, is is rather instead half-Demon, specifically he is an Uruisg, which is a Scottish Sheep Demon, a man with the upper body of a man and the lower body of a Cotswold sheep.

In keeping with the actual Irish, Welsh, and Scottish folklore about Uruisg, GhoulSpawn is somewhat of a trickster and causes chaos to ensure whenever he is around. Also like the actual folklore he is a notorious thief and pickpocket, compulsively unable to control his urge to simply pick up and take every shiny object he sees.

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Who Is GhoulSpawn?

This is the first time GhoulSpawn appears using the name GhoulSpawn. In previous volumes he was using the name Glinta instead.

In the Twighlight Manor series he is known as The Gremlin.

Quaraun's teenaged lover GhoulSpawn is a "natural born" Sorcerer. He is a half-Elf/half Demon. 

GhoulSpawn's father was an evil Demon who commanded an army of Ghouls. Because of this, he was known simply as "The Ghoul". 

GhoulSpawn's mother was a Sun Elf whom had fallen in love with The Ghoul, but was forbidden by her family to have contact with him. She in turn ran away with her Demon lover, thus causing a war between Elves and Demons.

The Sun Elves tell a story of how their Princess was kidnapped and raped by the Ghoul, thus she gave birth to the Spawn of the Ghoul. Though his mother named him Glinta, she died while he was still very young, and his Elven kin, took to calling him GhoulSpawn as a way to brand him not one of them.

GhoulSpawn is an interdimensional time traveller, because he is unable to remain in any one time, place or dimension long, because he was born in the Hell Dimension, which exists outside of the realm of time and space as we know it. The Ghoul tried to escape the Sun Elves by going to the distant future (1974) and leaving his half-Elf son and the boy's mother there to live among a band of LSD addicted hippie Humans whom drove a 1974 AMC Gremlin.

The Sun-Elves eventually found their missing she-Elf and brought her back to the 1400s where she belonged, but she refused to leave her half-Demon son behind.

After his mother's death, GhoulSpawn was made a servant to his High Elf step-father and full blooded Elf step siblings, all of whom abused him and treated him like a slave. He grew up constantly being told he, because he was only a half-Elf, was unloved and unwanted and should have been killed at birth, resulting in the very low self esteem he has.

Neither Demons nor half-Elves are considered welcomed members of society, both being forced to live in small tribal groups on the outskirts of civilization. Both are often stoned to death or hung if they dare set foot in a city.

GhoulSpawn being both a Demon and a half-Elf is doubly mistreated by the majority of the world's population. He takes to travelling with Quaraun because Quaraun simply accepts GhoulSpawn as he is and is not bothered by being seen in the company of either a Demon or a half-Elf.

There are several instances when people try to bully GhoulSpawn and Quaraun (a high ranking full-blooded aristocratic High Elf) is quick to stand up for him, protecting and defending the half-Elf. Quaraun is often classified by other Elves as "insane" simply because he is willing to be friends with a half-Elf.

GhoulSpawn has a speech impediment which lessens when he is relaxed and grows worse the more nervous or frightened he becomes.

Around calm laid back characters like Quaraun, GhoulSpawn speaks without difficulty. However around domineering, headstrong, or bullying characters such as Unicorn or HellBorne, GhoulSpawn develops a stutter, making it difficult for him the get to the end of a sentence. 

Because he is a Demon, GhoulSpawn was born with natural magical abilities, making him a rare "natural born wizard" or sorcerer.

GhoulSpawn is typical of a Sorcerer in the Quaraun series, in that he has Demon blood, was thus born with a Demon's natural ability to cast magic on some levels, has taking to self-teaching himself how to control the magic powers he was born with, is outcast from society because of his link to Demons, and is generally not well thought of, even though he is not in any way evil, and is in fact the only part of the cast who could be considered anything close to being a Hero.

Being a time traveller, there are times when Quaraun encounteres both GhoulSpawn and his future counterpart Gremlin in the same novel.

This is the first novel in the series to feature multiple versions of GhoulSpawn in a single novel.

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GhoulSpawn remains one of the most hated and most loved characters in the series. People who dislike him, absolutely despise him and have gone so far as to request I remove his character from the series entirely. While people who love him, often cite him as their favourite character and often request I add him into more stories more often.

For the people who don't like him, I'm sorry, but he remains one of my favourite characters of the series and he's not going anywhere.

For the people who want to see more of him: there are plans to make changes to several stories in the series to include him in the future editions, more often.

You can find out more about GhoulSpawn here:

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Did You Know:
Summoner of Darkness
was written on location at the real Witch Pond?

Meet The Real Witch Hole Pond:

If You Want To Visit Witch Hole Pond For Yourself, Here Are The Directions To It: 
(Address is: Witch Hole Pond, Carriage Road, Mt. Desert Island, Acadia National Park, Bar Harbour, Maine)

Interview With EelKat
While Walking On The Real Road To
Witch Hole Pond In Bar Harbour, Maine

A Real Turtle In Witch Hole Pond:

A Bald Eagle Bathing In Witch Hole Pond:

And the swamp just before the pond...

Driving Park Loop Road Around Witch Hole Pond...

And climbing Bubble Rock Mountain overlooking Witch Hole Pond...

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This novel was originally written in: 2014 - 2016

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This novel was originally written on: 2014 - 2016

This page last updated on: April 17, 2017