2018 April/May/June Update:
As you know, most of the year I publish 2 to 3 articles a day.
However, every year during convention season, I take a break from that to go full swing CosPlay.
From early April 2018 to late June 2018, article posting schedule will be sporadic, while CosPlay Season and Convention events are going full swing.
During this time period, you can expect most, possible all new articles to be focused on costume making, CosPlay, and the characters I'm CosPlaying.
It's now divided into 7 pages. The primary page "Meet Avallach" is now over 20,000 words long. At this rate, it'll cross 60,000 long before the costume is finished, and that's not including the other 5 pages. The primary page has now crossed 60,000 89,000 words and counting, the whole set of Avallac'h pages are now more than 200,000 words long, and more then 500 pictures of Avallac'h and his friends have now been uploaded on these pages, plus there are now 400+ hour-long videos f the costume making process as we record live, every second of this insanely elaborate, over the top CosPlay project.
As of May 19, just 29 days to PortCon we are embroidering his blue coat in a countdown against the clock to finish in time for the event, while we pray that The Dazzling Razzberry will be re-weilded back together and drivable in time for PortCon, after it's recent vandalism by Old Orchard Beach's ever growing Ku Klux Klan problem.
There will still be daily updates, but the BULK of the daily updates will be limited to the pages linked here:
- The Avallac'h CosPlay: Who is Avallac'h?
- Obsession: Meet Avallac'h
- [NSFW] Avallac'h & His Nude Women | Witcher 3 Game Screenshots
- Historical Accuracy vs Avallac'h (to go live later this summer)
- The Avallac'h CosPlay Costume Making Vlogs (will go live AFTER finishing the costume)
- How To Make The Avallac'h CosPlay (will go live AFTER PortCon)
- How Much Did It Cost? ($800+ will run to around $3,000) Budgeting The Avallac'h CosPlay (eing written as the costume is being made, will go live after completion of the costume)
- Why do children CosPlay rapists & rape victims? & WHY Avallac'h is a M18+ character.
- PortConMaine 2018
- On Being a Handicapped CosPlayer: A Look At Events of PortConMaine 2017 That Resulted In 3 Disabled CosPlayers Getting hurt at The Convention and How These Things Could Have Been Avoided
After PortCon Update:
PortCon 2018 is over... but the making of the Avallac'h CosPlay is not. It is not possible to make a costume as detailed as I'm making in fewer then 400 hours, and only 129 hours went into the simplified first run version you saw at PortCon'18. The complete version will not be seen until PortCon'19
If you want to see this costume in person and watch it's progression onward as I continue to expand it... I'll be wearing it at the monthly Maine Association of CosPlay Enthusiasts (M.A.C.E.) events, throughout 2018 and 2019, you are welcome to join us. The list of current events can be found here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/293470827423558/events/ This list is updated monthly, so be sure to check back often to find all the dates, locations, and details of events.
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Quaraun The Insane
The Summoner of Darkness
A Day At Witch Pond (Part 2)
(No clue what chapter it is, I did not number these, so it's anyone's guess; this online version is still only the draft edition, so they'll likely be different in the final version, they'll probably be numbered in the print published edition)
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The Summoner of Darkness:
A Day At Witch Pond & Fleeing To The Forest
Continued From HERE...
After walking for another quarter of a mile they reached what they assumed to be Witch Pond. There was no sign to tell them this was the place, but it was a pond, surrounded by a swamp, with spooky dead wood trees all about, and certainly looked like a place any self respecting witch would pick for a home. Indeed across the pond they could see, half hidden by the forest, what appeared to be a perfectly sterotypical witch's hovel on the shore. It was as perfectly spooky as a picture on a Halloween card.
Quaraun wasn't noticing the pond or the hoval on the other side. He was too busy slumped over a boulder, vomiting. The poor Elf was not doing much better then he had been eariler when they had seen the sign post directing them to the pond.
"How long does this stuff take to wear off?" ZooLock asked Unicorn.
The priest was becoming increasingly agitated by the Elf's increased lack of sanity.
"No way to tell." Unicorn's bolsterous expression stilled and grew serious. "I did no see what he took or how much. I usualy monitor these things. Him small Elf. Do'na take much to get him gone loopy. Him too prone to overdose himself for me to trust him taking anyt'ing on hims own."
"He's done this before then?" ZooLock twisted several puce tentacles worriedly. "I'm not happy with the idea of him tampering with his mind. Think of how this effects the eggs... the poor Sacred Pink Jelly Fish."
"He be high almost every day."
"I've never seen him do this before."
ZooLock stared at the spaced out Elf.
"No. Him usually not take enough to make it act like this. He took too much of somet'ng. Would help if I knew what it was him took. It'll wear off after a while though. Not much we can do but wait."
"How long does it usually last?"
"Six hours! Six hours of this? What will that do to the wee ba... the Jelly Fish?"
"Ayha." Unicorn answered. "Six hours minimum. Twelve hours if he took other stuff same time, which he might have. Days, if he took a lot. Him took took much it could kill him or damage him. I has seen other take too much stays with them weeks. Un I t'ink the Jelly Fish the one what does it. Him did no take this stuff before him had Jelly brain ya know."
"Why do you give him anything like that?"
"Him in pain. It help. But I knows how to give him. I give him 'nough to calm him, Help sleep wid out de pain. Dis... dis, what we see now. Him take too much. Un what I give him. Even if him took too much, it no do dis. Him took some'ing else. I know not what. Many t'ing have dis reaction."
"What can you do?"
"To help him? Not much. Not when I knows not what him took. Just watch him. Try un keep him calm. Wait for it to wear off. Hope it not hurt him 'fore it does. Dis not good t'ing him did. Him no understand drugs. Him t'ink like child."
"You said he was in pain?"
"Him sad. Him lonely. Him miss him children. Un BoomFuzzy."
"But he killed his children and you are BoomFuzzy."
"Him loved his children. Him is tormented by what him done. I suspect him were quite high when him kill them. Him no good at no taking too much. When him sad him take too much. No realize it. Forget he take it, take again. When him very sad, him take many times too much. I left him once. Gone long time. We had fight. Him try to kill me."
"Tie me up. Put me on altar. Cut me gullet open. Him out of head bad then. I almost die. So I leave. No come back. Gone many months. Him badly regret what happen. Him much nicer to me now. Scared I leave again if him even raise voice. So him be very submissive to me now. Him were not so before. Him scared of himself now. Him knows him have problem, know not what to do. Him kill him best friend. Now him very scared."
"He killed someone else?"
"Him kill many some one else's. Him kill Moon Elves. Sun Elves. A Pixie village. Everyone in valle of Katopas. The Di'Jinn."
"He didn't used to be like this."
"No. Un him no remember what him do. Too high when him do it. Him see dead people after un no knows do it. If very scared. Him no want hurt people."
"Which bring me back to my question: why give it to him?"
"I already done tolds ya. What I give him, it no what make him do these t'ings. Him take other t'ings. T'ings I no give him. I tell him not to. Tell no do dat. Him no can stop."
"He didn't take drugs. Not before he met you. You're a drug deal."
"I Faerie. We all make these things. It no meant for none Fae to take. It no do to us wat it do to Elves and Humans."
"He shouldn't take it."
"Ya should no has put Jelly Fish in him head."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Ya Sacred Pink Jelly Fish is very unhappy at being implanted in him head, ya know? She wanted her freedom. When ya kidnapped her out of her ocean. She dreamed of escape. When ya kept her looked in a tiny bowl of water, she hoped to return to her sea. Now she trapped for eternity in the skull of an Elf. She can no stand it. It torture for her. She not born inside Elf body like ya was. She was feral Thullid in natural state. Ya took that away from her. It why she keeping ya in chains now. Yis be priest what put her in this Elf. She want ya to know what it feels like to have ya freedom taken away."
"I was not trying to hurt her. I never wanted to hurt her. I saved her. The rebels would have killed her. Putting her in this Elf was the only way to save her life."
"Ya killed the Elf. I t'ink she would rather have died instead. Only t'ing that keeps her going is trying to be the Elf she killed. And she having a hard time of that or t'is sort of t'ing would na keep a happening."
"And you don't know what he took?"
"Him were picking flowers. I did nae knows he was eating them as well. I could have paids attention to which ones he was eating, had I gone and thunk he would eat them."
"What might he have eaten?"
"Poppies most likely. We was in a field of poppies. Shit ton load of poppies back in that field. More likely was drinking raw tears, straight from the pod. Not as strong as if it were refined, but certainly different reaction from normal. Or Morning Glories. There could have been some morning glories out there. Right time of year for the seed pods on them too. A handful of those would has done this to him. Or mushrooms. Mushrooms is everywhere and him be known to grab a few of those from time ta time. And spearmint. Been seeing that everywhere. He could has been chewing on it all day. Who knows? All thems grow wilds around here. Who knows what else? I does nae knows this forest. All sorts of strange tings could be out here for him to nibble on and get wonky with."
"You do not suggest he just randomly eats plants not knowing what they'll do to him?"
"Oh fuck yeah. Him does it all the time. Always on look out for new plants to give him new highs. Him fucking wicked addicted to it in fact."
"And he does this frequently?"
"Aye. Every damn fucking day, him taking trips to the moon. Ya get used to it."
"Why have I never seen him do this before?"
"Well, usually I give him stuff and him does not go looking for it on him own. I knows how much to give him to keep him from going off fucking deep end like this, sos usually ya sees him just wide eyed and not acting too much out of character for him."
"So he took too much of something now?"
"Too much? Oh hell, yeah, too much of somet'ng and wrong time of day."
"What does time of day have to do with it?"
"In day time it impair him judgement, like what ya seeing right this now. I usually give it to him just before bed. Helps him sleep. Him too scared of sleep otherwise."
"He's scared to sleep?" ZooLock stared at the Elf. "How does one be scared of sleep?"
"Nightmares. Bad ones. Fucking pogo man."
"Pogo man? What's that?"
"I does no know. His dad murdered his mum when him was just wee lil pup of an Elf. Then him has murder of him four babies stuck in him head. And me fucking suicide does plague him every night. Him cling to me desperate to make sure I does no re-die on him again. Him no sleep well. Him go many weeks between sleep. So I make him happy dreams. Give him eggnog to send him to happy lands at night. This way him have happy dreams. Usually. I try to not give it to him during the day, on account of him get like this."
"That doesn't have anything to do with the things you do to him at night?"
"Aye. It does. That be a Yorhinbre bark. Oooh! Makes him all tingly in his balls! Gets him wanting to rub them on something to relieve the tension. Let's me rub me own balls on his. We both get to go to high heaven."
"Does he know you're drugging him so you can molest him?"
"Aye. It were his idea."
"Him like the drugs. Him like getting the tingles in him balls. Him like getting double fucked up his arse by a double dicked horse. Him like hanging by his balls from the ceiling."
"Heh ha! Ya should join us in bed sometime Squidy. T'ink of all de places ya could stick them tentacles."
"Why I never!"
Unicorn had let go of Quaraun and the Moon Elf wandered away from the road, zig-zagging back and forth along the edge of the pond.
"Hey!" Unicorn called out to the Elf. "Ya gets ya arse too close ya gonna fall in."
Quaraun wasn't listening however. He was too busy staring down at the pink and white lily pads growing along the edge. Unicorn trotted up beside Quaraun.
"Whatcha looking at?"
The pony stared down into the water, but saw nothing but lily pads floating quietly in the murky peat boggy muck that rippled along the pond's mossy edge. Suddenly Quaraun yelped and ran, stumbling across the road, and falling into the ditch.
"Oh fuck titties! What are ya doing in there?" Unicorn said as he trotted across the road. "Ya missed the pond when ya fell over. But ya fricking muckier here then had ya landed in the water."
"There is a fuzzy Swamp Shark after me," Quaraun said, terror dripping from his voice.
Unicorn looked back at the pond.
"There were nothing there," he said as he turned back to Quaraun.
ZooLock waddled over to the water and looked in. "Nope. Nothing here," he agreed with the horse.
"There's sharks in the water," Quaraun said as he huddled back against the tree he was leaning against. "They're falling out of the sky."
Quaraun pointed down to the water.
"Outta the sky?"
Quaraun nodded. Still pointing at the water.
"That not sky."
"What is it?" Quaraun whispered, his voice growing more fearful.
"It be water."
The Moon Elf's eyes widened even bigger then they already were.
"Why is it up there?"
Unicorn brought his face close to the Elf's and looked deep into his eyes. Quaraun's pupils were dilated so much that the blue of his eyes was no where to be seen.
"Morning glories be me guess," Unicorn said to ZooLock. "Look at what it done to him eyes. Him eyes get like that when him has had too many morning glory seeds. Not sure him know how to count or measure. T'ree hundred seeds is him limit. He prob'y ate way more then that."
Quaraun screamed again and grabbed hold of Unicorn, hugging the pony for dear life.
"They're after me," the frightened Elf wailed.
"What is?" Unicorn crocked between the Elf's strangle hold on his throat, looking around and seeing nothing.
"Sharks. They want my testicles."
"Oh boy. Here he goes. Sharks live in oceans. This here be pond. Swampy pond."
"They're Swamp Sharks," Quaraun whispered. "They're gonna take my eggs!"
"There be no such t'ing."
"They're covered with fur. We need to escape."
"Sharks don't has no fur."
"They're right behind you. They'll eat us."
"I sees nothing."
"You never do," ZooLock added. "Even if there was something there, you wouldnt see it. You're blind."
"Yis not helping, ZooLock."
"I saw them," Quaraun whispered.
"I bet ya did," Unicorn whinnied. "Ya gone loopy today. I does no doubt ya seeing a lot of t'ings right now."
"I see a meadow up ahead," ZooLock pointed out. "Perhaps we should get him over there. He can rest for a few hours. We can watch for danger from the hill and he could sleep off whatever this is he's on."
"Aye. Excepting him no gonna sleep. Him wide awake and ready to run at every sound. More so then usual. Him got lots o t'ing to run from around him right now. Not sure what him took. Mushroom maybe. Him seeing bad shit wanting to kill him, that not usual."
Unicorn turned back into his Humanoid form and reached he hand out to the fallen Moon Elf who was still sitting in the mud in the ditch.
"Come on, we sees a place ya can rest. No sharks to bite ya balls off over there. See?"
Unicorn pointed towards the direction ZooLock had suggested the meadow to be in. He couldn't see the meadow, but he assumed ZooLock to be telling the truth. Being almost blind, he couldn't really do anything else.
When they reached the meadow, Unicorn directed Quaraun to sit and rest rest. He sat down beside the Elf and watched as Quaraun, once again, slowly fell over and then stared up at the sun.
"There's no sharks on the sun," Quaraun said.
"Nope, not one," Unicorn agreed. "Ya balls is safe here."
Nothing else happened for quiet some time. Quaraun spent the rest of the day, laying on his back, intently watching the clouds drift by and pointing out the various monsters he saw jumping out of them, while Unicorn and ZooLock, tried to patently wait for the drugged Elf to come back to his senses.
Several hours slowly drifted past and soon the pink glaze of sunset was whispering against the big fluffy white clouds.
"There's a pretty, pink sequined axolotli up there," Quaraun said, pointing up at the clouds. His voice sounded clear and normal again.
"What a axolotli?" Unicorn asked.
"A white salamander that lives under the water."
"That was a full and complete sentence."
Quaraun turned his head and looked at the Faerie Horses sitting beside him.
"Why wouldn't it be?"
"Ya been gibbering about strange t'ngs all day, most of them not coming out in full sentences, half the time slurred up so much ya can no tell what words it was ya were intending to be saying."
"I took too much of something, didn't I?"
"Aye. Ya did."
Quaraun sat up and looked around.
"my head hurts."
"I bet it does."
"I feel weird."
"Yis still high. Just less loopy."
"I feel like I'm flying outside of my head."
"That not good."
"I feel like there's two of me, trying to break out and run away in different directions."
"What did ya take?"
"Nothing. I didn't take anything."
"Ya took somet'ing."
"I don't remember taking anything."
"Maybe ya forgot when sharks was after ya."
"Ya was out of ya head for a bit. A bit more then a bit."
"I feel like I still am."
"What ya feeling?"
"Like I'm falling. Like everything around me is a big black hole and I'm just falling and I can't stop. Make it go away. I want it to stop. I feel like I'm falling out of the sky. Forver ever and ever and I can't hit the ground. And there's blackness tring to swallow my feet."
"I tinks ya is still seeing tings."
"Make it stop."
"Make what stop?"
"I can't stop falling."
"Yis got ye bum sitting firmly on ground."
Quaraun looked down at the ground then ran his hand through the grass.
"I can see it."
"The ground. It's there. I can see it there. Why... I feel like I'm falling through it and it's not there. I can see I'm not."
"And ya can no remember what ye took?"
"I didn't take anything. I know I didn't."
"Maybe someting got in ya food? Ya eat any wild berries or plants or mushrooms. Anyt'ing that look normal, but may have not been what ya t'ought it were."
"I don't think so. Where are we?"
"Having a moment of quiet contemplation on a nice grassy knoll overlooking Witch Pond."
"Witch Pond?" Quaraun gazed out over the swampy pond. "What are we doing here?"
"Ya tells me. It be ya idea to come here."
"Ya was tripping quiet a lot this morning."
"Yes. I remember ... some .... of it. How did we get here?"
"We does what we always does. We walked. We kind of half dragged ya. Ya was looking at stars and moons where there were none."
"Yis feeling somewhat better if ya noticing the dirt."
"There's dirt on me."
"Yeah, ya kept laying in the road. Could nea get ya to stand up most of the day."
"I need a bath," Quaraun said.
Quaraun stood up quickly, then stumbled and sat back down.
"Yeah. Ya nay out of de woods yet."
"I need a bath."
"Ya will drown ya self if ya can not stand up."
"Help me bathe."
Unicorn helped Quaraun as he bathed himself. It always amazed Unicorn that this Elf who daily sought out a brook, pond, river, lake, or ocean to wade into and bathe himself, was also the same Elf who ran screaming in mortal terror from bridges, had a horrific fear of crossing water via fallen logs, avoided rain, and spent an inordinate amount of time worrying that he'd fall into inch deep mud puddles and drown.
“Tell me how it is," Unicorn asked Quaraun. "That ya be so fearfully terrified of every wee little thing. Water afearing ya more then most things. How does someone so terrified of water, bathe so much?”
Quaraun looked down at the water he was currently waist deep in.
"I am scared of water, but I'm more afraid of being dirty.”
"Ya is dirty this time, but what about all the other times?"
"Ya bathe every damn day. That ain't normal. No one else does. Ya know de Humans have laws against it. Exicute ya as a witch iffy ya bathe more then twice a year."
"I'm not a Human."
"Elves does no bathe this much ether."
"Yis trying to live in water, but yis trapped in body what can no breath under water, then eh?"
"I almost drowned once. I didn't know... I didn't Elves couldn't beath under water. I don't want to lose this body. Have to change Elves. This body is beautiful."
"It is that."
As they sit on grassy hill overlooking Witch Pond, which is actually a large swamp, edged with dead wood trees, Quaraun contemplated the events of the day. The ones which he could remember, that is. The murky water was covered with lily pads and cattails along the roadside edge. To the far side across the pond, he could see a beaver damn. Beaver chewed tree stumps stood here and there around the road side. Quaraun was sitting with his knees pulled up to his chest, his chin resting on his knees. Unicorn, in the form of a little black Shetland pony, was sitting beside the Elf, quietly munching on grass. ZooLock was laying on the grass to the other side of Quaraun and had fallen asleep.
"This is a nice place," Quaraun said quietly.
"It is," Unicorn agreed.
"Where are we?"
"I'd say ya has arrived at a vast, dark, foggy swamp."
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.
NOTE: Most of this novel will be available as free to read online.
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+?
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 --->>>
List Of Sample Chapters
Available To Read Online:
The Cultists and The Coming of The Darkness
EelKat and The Kats of Planet Ptarmagin
The Moon Elves of Ivujivik
A Letter To Home
HellBorne and The Missing Sacrificial Sheep
The Return of ZooLock
Another Letter To Home
The Half-Elf Thief With Pockets Full of Sheep
The Gremlin's Warning
"I am Very Concerned About Blueberries." - Back At The Blueberry Plains of The Screaming Unicorn Inn
A Field of Fire Breathing Butterflies
A Field of Poppies On The Road To Witch Pond
The Road To Witch Pond (Part 2)
The Road To Witch Pond (Part 3)
Santa's Dead Floating Body
The Pumpkins Are Following Us
A Third Letter To Home
The Abandoned Cathedral
A Piano Fell From The Sky
The Glow-In-The-Dark Sun Elf Who Fell From The Sky
GhoulSpawn and Quaraun Trapped With A Phooka
"Him not hurt. Him just cry baby."
The Pregnant Jelly Fish
The Banshee Sisters: Bean-Nighe and Ben-Neeyah In the Swamp of Death
A Fourth Letter To Home - The Masochistic Elf With Stockholm Syndrome
Stay Wid Us Too Lang, Ya Go Crazy Wid Us
The Black Lighthouse
The River Boat Man-Woman
The Strange Village or I Love The Smell Of Decomposing Bodies In The Morning
Food Fight In a Funeral Home
The Golden Rooster
A Serial Killer at Large
The Summoner of Darkness
Corsets, Elves, and Undead Faeries.
Visiting The Scene of Murder #1 With An UnGelded Stallion
I Never Wanted To Be a Wizard
The Sixth Letter To Home
The Fetishes of Phookas
Back At The Tavern and Still No Shrimp
A Tavern Scene Part 1 - "Ever heard of a chastity cage?"
A Tavern Scene Part 2 - Drunk Elves, Shrimp Dinners, and Dungeon Masters From The Future
A Tavern Scene Part 3 - Quaraun, Unicorn, GhoulSpawn, - Time Travel, Chastity Cages, and Whores
He Kills People With Candy (The 7th Letter To Home)
ZooLock Again - Off To Talk to Merchants About Murder #2
Three Days, Three Murders, & Still No Shrimp Dinners
Tumbling Down Stairs With Slutty Elves and Angry Liches
The Missing Children Bean-Nighe and Ben-Neeyah Warned Of
Explosions From The Sea
A Hurricane Hits The Lighthouse
The Blind Phooka
You Always See The Pony?
Murder #4 & Questions About The Black Tower
Pumpkins, Blueberries, and Shrimp
The Thullids Arrive In Town
Investigating Murder #5
ZooLock's Thullid Cultists
Where Are You Hiding That Horse?
Murder #6 - The Red Herring Murder
Murder #6 - The Real Murder
The First Try At Entering Black Tower
The Black Tower's Garden of Death
The Hostess Twinkie Aisle of Biddeford Wal-Mart
Elves In Chandeliers
Aardsvorkus Muddsburge & The Crystal cave of Time and Necromancy
The Train Station
Back At The Tavern
Mallac and The Murder Weapon
Mallac And The Shambling Dead - No Spell Is Ever without A Price
Why is there an elephant in my bed?
"Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcuf! Kcid a kcus! Kcuf!"
Another Night, Another Murder (Murder #7)
HellBorne The Evil, Lord of Black Tower
"My first thought was, where would a three year old put your bag of holding?"
The Oozing Plate Of Sugar Cookies Bludgeoned By The Courageous Alien Being Chased By A Bloodthirsty Crazed Celebrity Chef
The Map of The Town
Elwin and The Town Full of Dead Children
Glimmer Monks wear nothing underneath their robes...
Can Unicorns conceal themselves amongst normal horses and pick them off in secret?
The Thullids Are Gathering Around The Golden Rooster
A Bag Full of Pickled Jellyfish
Back At Black Tower
The Bottomless Pit
I'm HellBorne The Evil, Lord of Black Tower, of The Castle of Blood and Death
Necromancers Don't Wear Pink
BoomFuzzy's Evil Army of Blood Thirsty Marshmallow Tutti-Frutti Fuzzy Wuzzy Fluffy Bunnies
The Cult of The Sacred Pink Jelly Fish
The Pregnant Jellyfish and The Murdered Half-Elf
The Wrath of The Pink Necromancer
Back To Black Tower Again
The Ptarmagin Kats of Space Dock 13
On Board The VISION-D8
Elwin Again (The End?)
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.
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:
- 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?
- 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.
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.
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.
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This novel was originally written in: 2014 - 2016
This novel was originally written on: 2014 - 2016
This page last updated on: April 17, 2017