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Quaraun decided it best not the stay in the village and returned to the road hoping it would lead to another village before nightfall. This area was heavily populated and built up, so villages were many and roads short between. He had counted the mile markers and had determined each town was about 10 miles apart. Quaraun knew he would have little trouble walking 10 miles before night came.
As had happened earlier though, Quaraun couldn't help but feel he was being followed, but when he looked the only thing he saw was a glossy black crow strolling down the path behind him. As he had expected, 10 miles brought him to more farms once again dotting the road. The road soon lead to yet another village and he found himself in yet another tavern. This one, seemed to be no less scummy then the last one though. He had not expected anything different either. Quaraun was after all staying on the coast and following the road South, meaning he was more or less simply going from one sea port to the next.
Merchants, sailors, drunks, prostitutes, and pirates, in between farms and fisherman. There didn’t seem to be much else in this region. It would have been safer travelling had Quaraun simply gone a few miles inland and stuck to the larger cities or the quieter towns and avoided the sea ports. But, The Guild was still after him, and The Guild was scared to set foot in these the fishing villages on the outskirts. Necromancy was illegal, and with the trail of bodies Quaraun left in his path, the price on his head was getting higher every day. There wasn’t a Guild member out there would wouldn’t think twice about killing him on sight.
The crime in these coastal villages was horrendous, and though The Guild prided themselves in upholding the law, they were nothing more then a group of overstuffed, wealthy men who would much rather be sitting in their cushy smoking lounges then chasing a renegade wizard through the slums of the port regions. And so, while this town and it’s tavern, both looked every bit as distasteful as the last ones, Quaraun felt he would be safer here, then risking running into Guild members in a less lawless town.
Quaraun was only in this new village a few moments before he saw a group of Dwarves done on the docks.
“Oh, not more Dwarfs. I’ve had enough Dwarfs for one day.”
Quaraun quickly made his way through the tiny sea port, into a building that he assumed was something akin to a tavern. It sold drinks at least and that was all he cared about. Judging from the women gathered on the door step and on the tables inside, he gathered it was also a whore house. Like every town he entered, Quaraun stood out not only for his bright pink clothes, but also for his being an Elf. Elves being nearly extinct now, left all who saw an Elf in awe of that fact that there was still an Elf alive. The rowdy group of Dwarves, seeing an Elf enter the town, had followed Quaraun, and he had only been in the tavern a few minutes, before they came blundering in, now with Bullgaar in tow.
"That's him, right there!" Said the young Dwarf to Bullgaar.
“Really?”
“Yeah, recognized him soon as I saw him.”
One of the prostitutes, hearing the Dwarfs talking, joined them and asked: “You know the Elf?”
"It's Quaraun the Insane.”
“Who?”
“The Pink Necromancer. He’s like the most wanted criminal in the world.”
“What’s he wanted for?”
“Murder. He’s the Necromancer who murdered Gibedon. He's a serial killer, he's been killing wizards and mages up and down the coast, and now he's here in our village, bet he's here to kill someone."
“Damn,” Bullgaar said. “I just ran into him earlier on the road today. I took him for a cowardly little pussy.”
The oversized Giant Dwarf came storming up to the table where the Necromancer sat. Quaraun looked up and saw Bullgaar, than shook his head.
"Oh, no, not you again," he muttered.
"You're Quaraun the Insane, are you?" demanded Bullgaar.
"Yes, I am," Quaraun averted his eyes from Bullgaar. The memory of their last encounter was still fresh in his mind. Quaraun began trembling in fear. He was frail and in poor health. He knew he could not defend himself against the Dwarf and certainly didn’t want to be raped again.
"Woo, whoo Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Bullgaar roared jovially as he slapped the thin Elf hard on the back, nearly knocking him from his chair. "Well, what do you know! Not only did I fuck an Elf, I fucked the great Quaraun the Insane! Wait till I tell the boys!"
"Please, don't," begged Quaraun, knowing it was fuitial the make such a request. It was humiliating enough for him that it had happened, without anyone knowing about it.
The Dwarf pulled a chair around backwards and sat in it facing Quaraun. "So, I made the big bad fancy pants Necromancer my little bitch. How does it feel to be bitch to a Dwarf?"
"Humiliating, please leave alone.”
“Leave you alone? You scared of me?”
“Yes.”
“Ha! Ha! You’re funny, ain’t ya.”
“I wasn’t trying to be.”
“You like getting fucked don’t you?”
“Not by Dwarfs I don’t.”
“You been fucked before. I can tell.”
“I much prefer Phookas" Quaraun said not looking at Bullgaar. "Please leave me alone."
"Ah! No hard feelings Elf," Bullgaar slapped the Elf on the back again. "I don't normally fuck around with Elves. But you interrupted my booty call, had to teach ya a lesson."
"Fine, lesson learned, please leave me alone."
"That really upset you now didn't it?" Bullgaar sounded concerned.
"Yes, it did. Now well you please leave me alone."
"You know I was only fooling around with you, right? I wasn't really gonna cut your balls off. Wouldn't do that to a man, not even ifing he was a frilly little fancy pants dress wearing lady-man-Elf like yourself."
"Thank you. Please leave me alone."
"Don't take it so hard, Elf," Bullgaar patted Quaraun on his silken white head, like he was a kitten. "I didn't mean nothing by it. 'Was just roughing you up is all. I didn't mean to make you all upset like this."
"Thank you, now, please leave me alone."
"You know you ain't that bad, for an Elf."
Quaraun said nothing. He didn't want to talk to the Dwarf. He hated Dwarves more then he hated Faeries.
"I got half a mind to throw you up on that there table and fuck you right now in front of everyone."
"I don't want to be fucked by a Dwarf, thank you." Quaraun began looking for a quick way out of this building. He was certain the Dwarf was just bold enough to do as he threatened.
"Kind of like to see what you got up there under your skirts again. Those balls of yours felt nice and meaty when I had a hold of them. Plus you didn't get your little scrawny white ass fucked nearly enough, last time."
Quaraun looked up at the Dwarf, their eyes meeting for the first time. The Elf looked frightened. He opened and shut his mouth several times, attempted to speak, but not sure what to say. He was at a complete lose for words and felt like he would faint again.
"I don't want my ass fucked," Quaraun finally said, still staring wide eyed at the Dwarf.
Bullgaar, roared in laughter as he punched Quaraun hard in the shoulder, knocking him and his chair off balance. Quaraun spread his arms trying to break his fall, but the Dwarf grabbed his elbow and steadied him.
"I gots a secret for ya," Bullgaar said in a half whisper, not that he whispered very well. His voice boomed no matter how low he tried to make it.
"Is it something I actually want to know?" Quaraun said sarcastically.
"I'm only a half-Dwarf."
"No!" Quaraun faked shock and went back to his meal.
"It's true," Bullgaar said, as though he thought Quaraun was hanging on his every word. "Mother, bless her soul, was a Mountain Dwarf, but my father, what do you think he was?"
"A Mountain troll?" Quaraun wise-cracked, thinking it would certainly explain the extra-large size of this jumbo Dwarf.
"Well, yer, not far off."
The Rock Gnome barmaid came with the drinks. Bullgaar shoved a coin between her breasts, exposing one delicate pink nipple as he did, slapped her bottom, and than guzzled down his mug in a single gulp.
"More!" he bellowed to the girl, slapping her bottom again. She giggled and bounced back to the tap, neglecting to pull her top back up, and allowing her exposed breast to bob along freely as she bounded across the room.
Quaraun, watched as the Dwarf watched the young woman's jiggling bobbies, than shook his head.
"You're vulgar," he muttered under his breath.
"What was that?" Boomed Bullgaar, turning back to the Elf.
"Nothing. You was telling me about your mother," Quaraun reminded the Dwarf, hoping to avoid a fight. Quaraun took the glass the Rock Gnome had left for him, held it up to the light and stared thoughtfully at the swirling yellow blobs, that were fizzling in the opaline blue liquid. There was an orange slice on the edge of the glass. The drink smelt nightmarish like burnt hot chocolate and vomit. He put the glass back down, not daring to drink the strange looking concoction.
The barmaid returned with another drink for Bullgaar, the nipple of her exposed breast now tightened and perky after having been exposed to the cool night air.
"What is this?" Quaraun asked the half naked barmaid, holding up the glass of blue and yellow globby syrup.
The barmaid opened her mouth to answer, but the only thing that came out was: "The locals drink it on special occasions and today is... Whoooooah!"
Bullgaar had grabbed the chubby little Rock Gnome by the waist, tossed her skirts up over the back of her head, and slammed her face down onto the table, right into Quaraun's plate, as Bullgaar pulled his own pants down and began rubbing his hard erect dick on her plump bare ass. She braced her hands on the edge of the table as the Dwarf began to fuck her swollen wet pussy from behind.
Quaraun sat back in his chair, watching the Dwarf violently fucking the Rock Gnome, on the table in front of him, as she howled like a wild animal. Her pussy juices squirted onto the table as she squealed to the pounding she was receiving.
"Oh by the gods, do you mind!" Quaraun said, but Bullgaar wasn't listening.
Quaraun looked around the room, wondering why no one was doing anything about this, and another barmaid, seeing the confusion on his face, knelt over and whispered into his long pointed ear:
"He does that to us all the time. She's his favourite."
"How delightful," Quaraun replied dryly. "I seem to need another plate, and another meal...,"
"OOOOHHHH" both the Gnome and the Dwarf groaned as their fluids mingled on the table.
"...and a clean table," Quaraun added. “One preferably with no Dwarf cum on it.”
"Now!" Bullgaar boomed as he dropped the Rock Gnome, and stood up facing Quaraun. "It's your turn."
Quaraun tried to leap up and run, but Bullgaar had a hold of him before he could think to do so. Bullgaar bear hugged the Elf from behind, as he began fumbling to pull up the wizard's long bubblegum pink, heart embroidered robes.
"No," Quaraun cried out, as he struggled to pull free of the Dwarf's tight grasp. "Please! No, please don't!"
Bullgaar squeezed the skinny Elf tighter, Quaraun felt as though his ribs would shatter under the pressure. The large Dwarf lifted the wizard up off the ground. Quaraun could feel Bullgaar's hard dick raised up under his ass, poking up between his legs to the front and pressing hard up under his balls.
"Please don't," the Elf cried out again, as he gasped for air, struggling desperatly to break free of the giant Dwarf's iron grasp. Bullgaar was squeezing Quaraun's ribs too tight, the air was sapping away out of his lungs, his head felt light, the room went blurry.
"Bullgaar, stop that this instant, put that Elf down right now!"
The woman's voice was the last thing Quaraun heard before passing out.
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Picking up immediately where The Night of The Screaming Unicorn ends... Quaraun continues on his way to Inuvik, intending to kill himself once he arrives home, only to find that in his 300 year absence, a Human village has been built up over the remains of the decimated Moon Elf village.
Quaraun's sanity wavers more than ever, as he questions the reality of his two traveling companions, both of whom he is certain he murdered years ago. Quaraun decides to head back to the coast in search of the Unicorn, but can't shake the feeling he's being followed.
BeLuna the Gnome, oddly still alive these 300 years after the destruction of the Moon Elf Village and still sitting in the exact same spot where Quaraun had left her 300 years ago, joins the Elf in his search for the Unicorn.
Annoyingly for Quaraun, BeLuna disappears whenever any one else is around and is nowhere to be found when he crosses paths with a gang of Elf hating drunk Dwarves and again when Orcs show up.
Wandering aimlessly through the forest, lost and now accompanied by a disappearing Gnome and a silent Dwarf, Quaraun is at a loss to explain who his companions are or why they are following him. Rumors that the serial killing Pink Necromancer is now travelling the countryside building an army of Gnomish Ghosts and Dwarven Zombies doesn't help matters any.
Things are not right with Quaraun's two new companions, and it takes an Undead Unicorn to show the Necromancer there are some things no one else can see.
TRIGGER WARNING:
This volume contains heavy use of suicide, cutting, and depression references, including graphic on page descriptions of cutting and suicide attempts.
If you suffer from depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, or are easily upset by such things, it is highly recommended that you avoid reading any of this novel.
(Some of these free to read online sample chapters are NSFW)
The Journey Begins, is Part 2 of The Night of The Screaming Unicorn:
Home Again
The Gnome That Refused To Stay Dead
Raped By The Mountain Dwarf
Alone Again
Bullgaar the Vulgar (NSFW)
The Dwarf's Wife
A Dwarf In The Night
Gnomes and Dwarves That Are Not There
The Black Jaguar/The Phooka
The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley/That Bastard Murdered Me! Wait? Why Aren't I Dead?
The Double Dicked Unicorn
How To Properly Fuck an Elf
Humans For Dinner
Another Day, Another Town
Ooloff The Stupid
Oolong The Wise
Waiter, There's a Head In My Soup
The Orcs and The Necromancer (NSFW)
The Space Dock 13 WebRing
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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.
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Please note, this site is the Home Site for The Adventures of The Pink Necromancer aka The Quaraun Series.
The Quaraun series is a set of 2,000 short stories and 130 Fantasy novels about a suicidal, drug addicted, serial killing, transvestite wizard.
Due to the content of the books, you must be 18 or older to buy them and they are sold under M18+ ratings in countries that require book ratings on the cover.
These morbid novels do not have happy endings, and main character Quaraun's depression, suicidal nature, and drug use gets worse as the series progresses. If you are looking for cheerful, happy stories, these novels are not for you.
Most pages on EelKat.com are either sample chapters from these Dark Fantasy Yaoi novels or how-to advice and Q&As about writing Dark Fantasy Bizarro Yaoi, and thus many pages feature mention of suicide, drug use, cutting, depression, BDSM fetishes especially CBT, schizophrenia, ritual murder, and thus many pages are probably NSFW.
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NOTE: The scenes and chapters featured here, are from the unedited first drafts, and NOT from the finished published novels. This was done because many readers had asked to see what the first drafts looked like to see how different they were from the finished product. Because these are from the unedited first drafts, they contain spelling and grammar errors, typos, and sections that are still unrevised. These errors are corrected in the final published editions.
The Quaraun series is a set of 130 Fantasy novels about a suicidal, drug addicted, serial killing, bi-sexual, polyamorous/polygamous, masochistic, time traveling transvestite Elf wizard, his sex crazed, sadistic, drug dealing unicorn, and their bloodthirsty sentient house. The Quaraun series contains heavy use of the following:
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The Quaraun series has been banned by the following:The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints aka The Mormon Church (1991) (Reason: too much sex) (Interestingly, there were no sex scenes in the series before 2014) The Arundel Christian Tabernacle, Biddeford-Arundel, Maine (2001) (Reason: evil and influenced by Satan) New Life Church, Biddeford, Maine (2003) (Reason: Too gay for the family friendly church) (Interestingly, there were no gay characters in the series before 2014) Fan-Fiction.net (2012) (Reason: Too violent) Curtis Lake Church, Sanford, Maine (2013) (Reason: Too gay for the family friendly church) (Interestingly, there were no gay characters in the series before 2014 and I added gay characters to the series BECAUSE of this false complaint) Old Orchard Beach Town Hall of the Town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, a division of the United States of America Government (January 4, 2016 via court order)(State of Maine, Biddeford District Court: Docket #BDDC-PA-2015-00574) (Reason #1: Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach)(Reason #2: Contains transgender characters depicted as living in Old Orchard Beach, in violation of the ordinance which states Old Orchard Beach is a "Family Friendly Town" by virtue of it's ban on LGBTQ+ residents) NOTE: As a result of this ban, and my discovery that OOB had an ordinance banning LGBTQ citizens from living in our town, an additional court case rose up, and on October 21, 2016, Alfred Superior Court overruled the ordinance banning LGBTQs in OOB, AND overturned the town hall's ban on the Quaraun series, citing that both the ordinace baning LGBTQ residents and the court order ordering the Quaraun books to be removed from Amazon.comto be "gross violations of civil rights".) Did you notice how 3 different places used the exact same phrase of "Too gay for the family friendly..." In each of these three cases the exact same minister was behind the ban. |
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Please Note: The Quaraun Series Is Rated M18+ and you must be 18 or older to buy it.
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Why is the Quaraun Series Rated M18+?
Book publishing hiatus: November 14, 2013 I was beaten up by a woman who claimed to be a unpublished author. I was paralyzed for 5 months and am still 4 years later relearning to use my legs & arms. While I was cripple, offline, and recovering these past 4 years, she next proceeded to hack my website and most all of my forum and social network accounts.
April 2015 she returned, filled my motorhome with 1,000s of gallons of feces/raw sewage and cut my cats heads off nailing them to my door. 10 cats are currently still missing.
October 2006 she blew up my house with a bomb, in May 2013 put a bomb in my classroom at college, November 2015 put a bomb in my department where I work at Walmart, and June 2016 put yet another bomb in WalMart. The FBI is trying to identity of this woman. More info about these terrorist attacks on my family can be found here: https://www.eelkat.com/1667Words.html
If you have any information about this woman, please contact the FBI agent in charge of the case, his contact info is on that page.
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