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The Summoner of Darkness:

Sheep Again
Chapter ??

(Bizarro Dark Fantasy Yaoi free to read online)

(No clue what chapter it is, it's anyone's guess; I did not chapter this novel, yet. You are seeing the pre-publication draft edition of it here, which is not yet fully edited. The published print edition may be different.)

The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane
Volume 11 of 130

The Summoner of Darkness:

Sheep Again | Chapter ??

(Bizarro Dark Fantasy Yaoi free to read online)

(No clue what chapter it is, it's anyone's guess; I did not chapter this novel, yet. You are seeing the pre-publication draft edition of it here, which is not yet fully edited. The published print edition may be different.)

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

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

Why is the Quaraun Series Rated M18+?

By EelKat Wendy C Allen

Author of Cozy & Gothic Fantasy, Sweet/Fluffy M/M Furry Romance, Cosmic Horror, Space Opera, & Literary SoL genres. I write Elves, Fae, Unicorns, & Demons.

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This chapter is...

Word count: 2,500


8 paperback pages.

The Summoner of Darkness:

Sheep Again | Chapter ??

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"Aswang? I thought you were a Phooka?" GhoulSpawn asked.

Unicorn nodded.

"Aye. All Phookas is male. There is no such t'ing as female Phooka. We reproduce with Aswangs. All Aswangs is female. They have no males among dem. Some parts o Scotland call us Each-uisge. We horse men. Not horse. Not man. Not Centaur either. 're the King of the Faeries, right?"

"Me was. Me left dat job. I no like be king. I chef. When one is king, one has no time to cook, un no let ya cook. I like to cook."

"But you call yourself a Faerie? Aren't Aswangs Demons?"

"We is Fae. We is Demons. We is Yokai. It all de same. Fae are Demon. Demon are Fae. Uruisgs are seen as Demons or Faeries, depending on who ya talk too."


"Like me, half horse, half man, excepting Uruisgs is half sheep."

GhoulSpawn fell very silent. The mention of an Uruisg had upset him.

Quaraun leaned over to GhoulSpawn and whispered: "We know what you are."

"I should go."

GhoulSpawn tried to get up, but Quaraun grabbed his arm and gently pulled him back down.

"You don't have to leave. We're not gonna hurt you. You are an Uruisg, aren't you? Which is why you don't wear pants. You can't, can you? And that's why you wear the huge green houppelande coat. An Uruisg is a male Glastiv, yes? You're a sheep."

"Glastivs are goats," GhoulSpawn said quietly. "They run around in the mountains of the Scottish Highlands. Uruisg are sheep. We're from the Shetland pastures."

"Just like the Phooka's who are little ponies from marshlands. Centaurs of the forests. Fauns of the lowlands. Satyrs of the coast. Minators of the desert. I've never seen an Uruisg before. Can I see your legs?"

GhoulSpawn lowered his eyes and shook his head, silently mouthing the word 'no.'

"Why not?"

"I don't like people to see my legs. I get beat up when people see what I look like."

"We won't beat you."

"You're an arrogant High Elf."

"Only around Humans. I hate Humans. But I happen like Faeries and Demons and half-Elves and you're all three. Besides, you're almost as beautiful as I am."

"You're just in love with yourself aren't you?"

Quaraun completely ignored this statement.

"Is that why you rescue sheep? Because you are a sheep?"

"Yeah. Something like that."

"Would also explain your insatiable lust for women. Uruisgs are like Satyrs in that respect, yes?"


"You don't have to hide what you are from us. We won't judge you and we won't hurt you. You're safe with us. And your certainly welcomed to travel with us."

"I can't travel good."

"Why not?"

"Muddy roads. Rain. Snow. Ice. Wet grass."

"I do not understand?"

"Hoof rot. Muddy and rain and dampness, causes hoof rot. Wet grass and ice have no traction. I'd fall and break my legs. Once I'm down, I can't get back up very well, not without help. My legs are made for climbing rocks, and not much else. My hooves are not made for travel. I can't run. I can sprint. But not sustained running. And I can't walk on smooth floors. Polished marble, tile, linoleum, waxed hardwood. There's nothing for my hooves to grip. I can't climb ladders. I need help on stairs. I'm good at mountain climbing. Leaping around on rocks and ledge. That's why I like this town. The cliffs on the ocean. Beach sand. Dune grass. Blueberry plains. Apple orchards. The ravine. I can maneuver those with ease. The terrain here is good for me. There's a lot of lege here."

"But the people here don't like you."

"I know. The prostitutes and housewives like me. Quite a lot."

"You're good in bed."

"Very. I've long soft Cotswold wool. Women like having something soft and furry to cuddle with."

"Iffy ya lower half be a sheep," Unicorn stated. "Then ya got the cock un balls of a ram. I guessing de wimin folk be liking dat quite a lot as well."

"Can you not talk about me... uhm..."

"Ya can not say cock un balls can ya?"

"No. I didn't grow up in Biddeford."

"I did, so fuck you."

"Yeah, I gathered you were a Biddefidian by the lewd, crude way you talked. Most vulgar town in the world."

"It a sea port. What do ya expect. It sailors, merchants, un fishermen. Rife wid rats, cockroaches, un lobsters."

"You know in the future lobsters are a delicacy and people pay $30 a pound for them."

"Unicorn has a point," Quaraun said. "You're balls must be bigger than mine."


"You know, before, I wanted to see your legs. Because I never saw a man with sheep legs before. But, now I want to see your balls. I've seen sheep. They have monster sized testicles. Fow does that translate over into a hals-Elf-sheep like yourself?"

"You're both crude."

"I've lived with him too long. And I have a thing for furry lovers."

"Furry lovers?"

"You excit me."

"Did I want to know that?"

"Probably not."

"I'm not gay. And you probably don't know what that means. I don't think that word was in use yet back here in, whatever time this is. I don't with other men."

"You like women. Which is fine, because I have Unicorn. And I'm quite content with him in my bed."

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Eye of the GrigoriIf 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.
tent2.JPGIf 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.
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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.


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

"There you are!" A voice called from across the tavern.

"Oh Goody!" Unicorn said. "Mallac's here."

"Oh bother," Quaraun grumbled. "I think I was supposed to meet him somewhere today. He's trying to get me to solve those murders for him, and I really want nothing to do with it."

Mallac appeared at their table and was about to say something to Quaraun, but saw GhoulSpawn sitting next to him and adressed the half-Elf instead.


"Hi, Mallac." GhoulSpawn said not looking up at the Human soldier.

"I've been looking for you."

"I know."

"There is not one sheep left in this town. Not one!"

"I know."

"Do you know how long you'll be in prison?"

"Twelve years for each sheep. I know the law."

"Just return the damn sheep. If you don't they'll slap you with witchcraft, consorting with Demons, Satan worship, and everything else they can think of. They'll hang you, stone you, crush you, and burn you."

"I can't return the sheep."

"Why not?"

"They'll be killed."

"They are wool farmers, not lambchop farmers. They aren't killing the sheep, you stupid tree hugging Elf."

"Not the farmers. The cultists. They're the ones taking the sheep. Sacrificing them. I didn't take the sheep from the farmers. I took the sheep from the cultists. The cultist took the sheep from the farmers."

"You and your damn cultists. You're crazy GhoulSpawn."

"I know."

"Damned crazy Elves."

"I'm also an Elf, Mallac," Quaraun said, his voice seething with anger. "And unlike GhoulSpawn, I'm an Elf who doesn't like Humans. And every time I see you, I like Humans even less."

"You stay out of this, you sissified puss..."

"You funking flith loaded piece of shit."

Quaraun stood up was now pointing his wand in Mallac's face. Mallac took a few steps back. He was uncertain what exactly the wizard's wand was capable of doing and he didn't want to find out.

"You came here to harass me, not him," Quaraun continued. "Now what the hell do you want?"

Eye of The Grigoi
Eye of the Watchers
Eye of God
Hand of God
Eye of Protection
Evil Eye
Gypsy Curse

"I want him to give those sheep back."

"That's not what you came in here for..."

"That's what I'm in here for now."

"What do you want, Mallac?"

"I want you to make that damned half-Elf thief bring back the damned stolen sheep."

"He already told you he ain't the one who stole them."

"No, but he admitted to stealing them from the people who did steal them. Which means he has them." 

"That's not what it means at all."

"Holy bananas!" Unicorn exclaimed, but Quaraun and Mallac were not listening. Neither was GhoulSpawn, who had grabbed the pink LSD sugar cubes, tossed them into an alchemy potion bottle that he'd pulled from on of his coat pockets. Then threw it into the crowd of dinner guests, and ran out the door.

What happened next was absolute pandemonium as total chaos ensued and everyone in the taver was suddenly jumping out of their seats, screaming, yelling and running from the vast amount of hallucinations that had manifested and could be seen by everyone.

"Rubber Duckies!" Mallac screamed as he ran out the door. "We have to save the rubber duckies! The hurricane will take them all out to sea!"

"What the hell is he talking about?"

"Love not about better communication, it about connection," Unicorn said in responce.

"What? What are you... Did you just fall over?" Quaraun asked Unicorn.

"No, I has attacked the ground," Unicorn stated very seriously and matter of factly.


"Well, I is just that talented!"

“Of course you are.”

"A wild boar just came running into the room!" Someone yelled from across the room.

Several people jumped from their seats and screamed. Quaraun watched the boar chase guests around the tavern as some men tried to catch it.

"What the hell did he just say?"

"When his testicales hit together it sounded like bells," Unicorn said.


"BoomFuzzy's rules of manliness - clap yar balls together while ya walk and sound like angels."

"You're insane."

"No, that yar job. It my job to keeps ya t'ere. Ya should clap ya balls."

"And how exactly am I'm supposed to do that? Unicorn you're being ridiculous."

"No! Yar just let ya ball sac slap against ya thighs. Ya's is big enough to do that."

Unicorn reached between Quaraun's legs and grabbed him by the testiclles.

"STOP IT!" Quaraun yelled, slapped Unicorn's hand away.

"Men with small dicks always has big balls."

"Will you stop it?"

"No. Ya ain't gots not'ing under ya skirts. Ya swings free. If anyone can clap his balls it would be yis."

Quaraun was about to comment when a drunk Human stumbled and fell and grabbed hold of Quaraun's long hair for balance. 

"Owwh! My hair!"

Quaraun suddenly jumped up and punched the Human that had touched him. 

"How dare you touch my hair!" The infuriated Elf screamed.

Quaraun pulled out his silver brush and began obsessivly brushing his hair.

"Two scantily clad chefs are slinging eletrically charged pancakes at each other," Unicorn said. "It fills ya with determination."

Quaraun wasn't listening. He was too determined with obsessively brushing his hair into perfectly smooth silk.

While Quaraun obsessed over his hair, Unicorn listened to the scuffle going on in the kitchen.

"We've got all the ingregients we need for cake... milk, sugar, chainsaws, a Human soul...."

"Are you sure we should be using Human souls?"

"It's what the recipe calls for."

"But what if somebody is a vegetarian?"

"Good thinking! I have a can of MTT Human Soul Substitute right here..."

"I t'inks there be something not right about this place," Unicorn said.

Quaraun still wasn't listening. He was muttering about split ends and pixie tangles and holding the ends of his hair in front of his eyes looking for tiny knots that were not there, but he was convinced were there anyways. Unicorn went back to watching what was going on in the kitchen. From the kitchen a giant fish-headed humadoid was yelling: "I'm making pasta, not lobster!"

"Put the damned lobster in the pot!" The tavern's chef yelled back.


"They ordered lobster!"

"Well they ain't getting it!"

"Give me that lobster, damn it!"


"Undyne! Your fired!" The chef screamed. "Get out of my kitchen!"

Fiercly the giant talking fish dropped the pasta into the pot, grasped hold of the lobster and stomped out of the kitchen.

"Come on Papayrus!" Undyne yelled.

A skeleton came running out of the kitchen behind her. He was wearing a cape and carrying a plate of spagihtti.

"Where we going?" The animated bones asked.

"Out of this place," the fish answered. "The pasta ain't worth eating here. Homemade pasta is best and they use store brand because it's cheaper. And look at what they tried to do to this poor lobster! They was gonna stick him in a pot of boiling water. Come on! We got to take him back to the sea and set him free before someone kills him and eats him."

"What about the Human souls?"

"I'll take the Human souls and beat the hell out of you with them. Now let's get out of this flaming inferno."

The strnge duo left the tavern.

"What just happened," Unicorn asked Quaraun.

"What?" The Elf was furiously brushing his silken white, ankle length hair.

"Ya did'na see a t'ing dids ya?"

Quaraun looked around.

"Did something happen?"

"It was like a nightmare popped out of ya head and ran rampant."

"What did I miss?"

"A giant fish rescueing a lobster, and a skeleton eating pasta."

Quaraun blinked as he stared at Unicorn. 

"I'm usually the one seeing things."

"I knows it. That why I t'ink somet'ing weird going on in t'is here town. None of t'is seems right. And I the one seeing it, not yis."

The feeling of calming tranquility filled Quaraun's soul with determination.

"GhoulSpawn did something to us," Quaraun said. "We have to get out of this building."

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The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane
Volume 11 of 130
The Summoner of Darkness
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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 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:

Introducing GhoulSpawn

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

Night Terrors

"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

Strange Nightmares

Pumpkins Again

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

Shrimp Dinners 

Meeting Mallac

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

Sheep Again

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

Darkness Falls

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:

  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.


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.

You can find out more about GhoulSpawn here:

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...

This novel was originally written in: 2014 - 2016