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Summoner of Darkness:
Corsets, Elves, and Undead Faeries
(yaoi free to read online)
"Damn it!" Quaraun muttered as he stopped to adjust his pink corset lacings.
"Boob!" Unicorn yelled out. "Sweet nip nop."
"Nipnop?"
"Ya nipples."
"I know what you meant. What the hell is wrong with you? Where do you come up with these words?"
"Ya pink titties match ya dress."
Unicorn pinched the Elf's nipples.
"Will you stop it?"
Quaraun slapped the Phooka.
"No! I saw yar boob."
"I don't have boobs. It would be much easier to wear this corset if I did."
"Yis has lovely boobs."
"I don't have boobs."
"Aye ya does. Yis mammal."
"And male."
"Dressed as female."
Quaraun glared at Unicorn.
"I do not approve of assigning gender to clothes. Anybody ought to be able to wear whatever they damned well want to wear without being told only males or females are allowed to wear it. There is no damned reason why only females can wear dresses. Tighten this damned thing for me. I can't do it myself."
The Elf lifted his long hair around his shoulder, off his back, while holding one hand over his chest holding the pink lace corset in place. Unicorn moved around behind the Elf and cinched up the laces tightly.
"That tight enough?"
"No."
"Really?"
"You can go tighter."
"Ya sure?"
"Yes."
"Ya'll pass out."
"I'll pass out any ways."
"That true."
Unicorn continued tighening the cords. Quaraun held his breath. Unicorn stopped pulling, to tie the ends.
"Tighter," Quaraun said.
"T'at gonna hurt."
"Since when do I not like pain?"
"Too tight un ya'll crack ya ribs or rupture yar spleen."
"Tighter."
"It can'na go tighter."
"Tighter!"
"It'll break ya ribs if it go much tighter."
"It can go tighter."
"I does no want to hurt ya."
"I like it tight. I can't get it tight enough myself. I need you to do it."
"I can t'ink of other things I like tight un would love to do."
Quaraun looked back at Unicorn.
"You don't have to fuck me every five minutes."
"Aye, I does."
"Later."
"Why not now?"
"Just tighten my corset."
"I'd rather remove it."
Unicorn wrapped his arms around the Elf's waist and pulled him close. Quaraun felt Unicorn hard and erect, pressing against him. Unicorn forced the Elf forward, pushing him against the wall. Quaraun gasped, suddenly realizing how much he wanted the Phooka to fuck him. He did not resist as Unicorn began to hump against him, kissing his neck and slowly pulling his skirts up.
Mallac came storming in just then.
"What are you two doing?" The Human demanded.
Quaraun looked back towards the door.
"Do you never knock?" Quaraun groaned.
Unicorn continued kissing Quaraun's neck, unperturbed by the Human's intrusion.
"You two are indecent."
Quaraun placed his hands against the wall to steady himself and push Unicorn back. Unicorn stepped away when he realized the Elf was trying to get away.
"What do you want, Mallac?" Quaraun asked as he straightened his clothes once again.
"Finish tying me up," he said the Unicorn, once again holding his hair out of the way so Unicorn could lace up the corset.
"You were supposed to meet me," Mallac growled angrily.
"Was I?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Where have you been?"
"Obviously right here where you found me."
"Doing what?"
"Being fucked by him."
"That's not what I asked you."
"It most certainly is what you asked me. You wanted to know what I was doing. That is what I was doing."
"You was supposed to meet me."
"I don't seem to recall."
"Don't play dumb with me, Elf. You agreed to help me."
"I did?"
Quaraun was only half listening to what the soldier was saying. He was trying not to talk as to hold his breath while Unicorn tightened the corset strings. He was also trying not to pass out, as Unicorn was correct, the corset was too tight all ready. Mallac continued talking, explaining how upset and angry he was, but Quaraun only heard a word here or there.
"...and you knew that." Mallac finished with.
"Did I?"
"You are an hour late."
"Hour?"
"Yes."
Quaraun looked back at Unicorn and asked: "What's an hour?"
Unicorn shrugged.
"I knows not."
He was too busy focusing on tying ribbons and cords to think of anything more to say.
"What's an hour?" Quaraun asked Mallac.
"Don't play dumb with me!" Mallac yelled, while taking several brisk steps forward.
This sudden movement startled Quaraun who released his grip on the wall, stepped back and stumbled over Unicorn. Unicorn was caught off guard and also stumbled, but was able to grab Quaraun's bare shoulders and steady him, and likewise keeping them both from falling.
"Yis scaring me Elf," Unicorn snarled.
The soldier was inches from Quaraun now, yelling in his face and shaking an angry fist. Lots of angry words spilled from his lips, but Quaraun was too light headed to hear most of them.
Mallac wasn't a very large Human, but even a small Human was big next to the little petit and easily frightened, and right now not getting enough oxygen, Elf. Words were coming from the Human's lips. His mouth moving in angry jerks, his eyes blazen with hatred, his fists flying over his head. Panic seized the Elf.
The Human's movements were too threatening, too much looking like an attack, and Quaraun was far too unprepared for this interruption and so did exactly what he did best: had himself a panic attack.
Bright coloured snowflakes of light bursts were flashing in front of his eyes, mixed in with a sinking blackness that was enveloping him. Quaraun didn't hear what the Human was saying, he was too busy hyperventilating from the panic attack that resulted from the Human's unexpected and threatening movements. Sight and sounds melded together into one. Seconds later, Quaraun was passed out on the floor.
Next thing Quaraun knew he was waking up, with Unicorn hovering worriedly over him.
"Yis okay?"
Quaraun stared up at Unicorn for a moment trying to remember where he was.
"I think so."
Unicorn had removed the corset and wrapped the Elf in one of his pink silk kimono instead.
"I told ya it was too tight," Unicorn chided.
Quaraun tried to sit up.
"I still feel light headed," he moaned as he laid back down.
"You pussy," Mallac yelled.
"Leave 'im alone, ya git."
"I wasn't talking you."
Unicorn's eyes flared with rage, glowing red.A faint blue glow hovered around his body.
"Unicorn, don't," Quaraun said weakly.
The Lich did not listen. The undead beast saw this Human as a threat and was ready to turn into a blood thirsty skeletal beast to suck the life out of the soldier.
"Unicorn..." Quaraun forced himself up and pulled Unicorn away from Mallac. "He's not evil. He's not trying to hurt us."
"Him attacked ya."
"No. He didn't. He wasn't trying to hurt me. He was upset. His people are being killed and he was expecting us to help him stop the attacks. Some how he got his information wrong. He thought we abandoned him. You know what abandonment feels like. Better then most."
"I does. It no fun."
"He's frustrated and frightened. Something or someone is killing his friends and family. He's frightened, he's reacting out of fear."
Quaraun turned to Mallac, then leaned again the bed to steady himself. He was breathing heavily trying to catch his breath.
"Oooh. I'm so dizzy."
"Damned corset were too tight on ya. Told ya. Ya would nay listen."
Quaraun ignored Unicorn and addressed Mallac.
"I'm sorry. I really wasn't aware you expected us to meet with you today. There seems to have been a miscommunication somewhere. I would have been there had I known it was what you had expected. I'm afraid your language is difficult for me. It's not my native tongue, and the local dialect is not one I've heard before. Perhaps I did agree to meet you, without fully understanding what it was I was agreeing to do?"
"Is that an apology?"
"Why was it you wanted to meet with me... or us meet with you?"
"The murders."
"Of course. You've said that. Your people are being murdered. I know. I don't know how I can help. We were not planning to stop here in your village. I was wounded back by Witch Pond. Highwaymen and a pack of hounds attacked us, just outside of your village. We only stopped here so I could rest while my wounds healed. I lost a lot of blood, I'm very weak right now. It's why I keep passing out. I'm not sure what use you think I could be in my current condition."
"I asked around about you. You're a wizard for hire."
"Yes."
"You help villages in trouble."
"Occasionally, yes. That's not the type of wizardry I specialize in though. I mainly make magic items for other magic users."
"I have no other wizard to go to for help."
"My understanding is you have a whole group of wizards living here in this village."
"HellBorne and his lot?"
"Yes."
"They are half-Elves!"
"Is there something I don't know about half-Elves that makes them not someone you can go to?"
Mallac spit on the floor.
"We don't associate with half-Elves. A damn pack of theives."
"Perhaps if they were allowed to have jobs and make trades with your people I doubt they would nee..."
"We do not make trades with half-Elves."
"I see."
"You don't know what half-Elves are like."
"Maybe if you Humans didn't treat them like shit, they wouldn't have to become criminals to survive."
"Those Highwaymen you meet, were probably half-Elves."
"The Highwaymen were Humans. Scum of the Earth. Parasitic plague."
"Probably cast a spell on you to make you think they was Humans."
"Half Elves is evil but you can full blooded Elf?"
Quaraun sat down on the edge of the bed. He was too dizzy to stand any longer. He didn't want to pass out again.
"Full blooded Elves like you don't roam around the contryside killing people."
Quaraun raised an eyebrow at this. Unicorn sat on the floor grinning and trying not to laugh. Roaming around the countryside killing people, was exactly what Quaraun did.
"Thought you asked about me," Quaraun said dryly.
"I did."
"And? What did you learn?"
"That's you're the world's most powerful wizard."
"And you half to have a wizard to help you?"
"People round these parts are scared of wizards."
"As they should be. But I do not understand, why, when you have an entire group of wizards living in this town, do you not go to them. Surly they have more interest in helping their fellow villagers than some some random stranger would have."
"Most of them ain't been here long."
"No?"
"No."
"So you are saying they are strangers?"
"That old lighthouse is basically a bandit's camp these days."
"What about GhoulSpawn?"
"That crazy glowing in the dark freak? Even the other half-Elves don't like him."
"So I've heard. But wouldn't he help you if you asked."
Mallac laughed at this.
"I don't what is so funny. I meet GhoulSpawn outside of town. He helped me when the dogs attacked. He probably saved my life. The dogs caught me off guard. If GhoulSpawn hadn't been there I might be dead now."
"Pttf."
"You clearly don't like him."
"No one round here does."
"Why not? He seemed nice enough."
"He's the worst thief among them. Steals everything that ain't nailed down. My men try to catch him and he opens up a hole in thin air and runs through it."
"What does he steal?"
"Everything. Every damned thing. We catch him jumping over fences into fields and orchards. Stealing harvests, corn, apples, pumpkins..."
"Pumpkins?"
"Lately sheep. Every damned last sheep for miles around. Hundreds of them! All gone missing."
"He does like his sheep."
"The other day my men caught the hoodlum robbing graves."
"Grave robbing?"
"Yeah. Not jewelry like most grave robbers, either. No. Bodies."
"Bodies?"
"Probably getting them for that damned HellBorne. He's a Necromancer you know?"
"HellBorne is a Necromancer?"
"Yeah."
"I wonder how it is I don't know him?"
"Why would you?"
"Necromancy is a very specialized skill. Only a few who know how to do it well enough to teach it. Three I believe. Gibedon, who I killed. Gwallmaiic, who Gibedon killed, thus why I killed Gibedon. And me. Me and Gibedon both trained under Gwallmaiic. If HellBorne's a Necromancer I would know him. And I don't. So I doubt if he's a Necromancer."
"I didn't come here to talk about HellBorne. I need your help."
"But why? What is it you think I can do? We are strangers here."
"You have a reputation... one I think, you don't live up to well..."
"No. I'm not the big scary monster, the stories like to say I am."
"People are scared... but they're more scared of you. They'll talk to you. You're coming with me. I want you to talk to them."
"Talk to who?"
"The victims' families. Witnesses. Any one who might know something."
"Meaning I need to get dressed, which is what I was trying to do when you interupted us."
"It looked more like you were trying to get undressed."
"Yes, well, I seem to have difficulty keeping my clothes on around him. He'd rather take them off them put them on."
"What are you two?"
"I'm an Elf and he's a Unicorn."
"That's not what I meant. I meant... You two... You..."
"I'm his wife. Is that what you wanted to know?"
"You're a male."
"So?"
Mallac decided to change the subject. The thought of a gay couple bothered him.
"He doesn't look like a Unicorn."
"He's a shapeshifter. Takes a Human form when we are around Humans."
Quaraun turned to Unicorn.
"Re-lace me."
"Ya gonna try un squeeze into dat t'ing again?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I like wearing it."
"It does no fit ya. It made for woman. Yis no shaped right to wear it."
"I am going to wear that corset and you are going to help me get it on."
Quaraun tossed his kimono off.
"Boobies!" Unicorn screamed again.
"WILL YOU STOP IT!"
"I can see ya boobs again."
"I don't have boobs, as you just so aptly pointed out, my being male and lacking boobs is the reason I'm having trouble wearing this damned corset."
"Then why wear it?"
"I like it. I look good in it when I finally get it on."
"If ya folded the top down ya could walk around wid ya tits on display."
"Unicorn, just help me get it on."
Quaraun once again went through the process of putting the corset on.
"I understand ya wearing dresses. Ya can find dresses what fit ya body. Corsets I does no understand. Dey is made to hold boobs on shelf un ya ain't got no boobs to put on shelf."
Once again the Elf lifted his long hair around his shoulder, off his back, while holding one hand over his chest holding the pink lace corset in place. Unicorn moved around behind the Elf and cinched up the laces tightly.
"Dair must be gender transformation spell out dair to give ya boobs, sos ya could wear these t'ings better."
"I don't want boobs."
"Why not?"
"I'm not trying to be a female."
"Ya might as well be female, ya let me fuck ya un suck on ya nipples."
Mallac stared at Quaraun wide eyed.
"Do you?" He asked the Elf.
"It's none of your business what I do or do not do with him. Why are you even still here?"
"We have people to question."
"People to question," Quaraun sputtered angrily. He braced his hands against the wall while Unicorn pulled the laces tighter on the corset. "I still don't remember agreeing to do that."
"I think you were drunk."
"When?" Quaraun asked Mallac.
"Tighter," he added to Unicorn.
"When you agreed to come with me."
"And when did I do that?"
"Last night."
"Last night... Oow!" Quaraun yelped in pain. "What are you doing?" He yelled at Unicorn.
"Ya said ya wanted tighter," the Faerie answered.
"I said tighter, not kick me in the back!"
"Well how is I to get ya in dis t'ing. It does nae fit ya. Ya skin un bones un I still has to squish ya into it."
Quaraun spun around to face Unicorn, pulling the cords out of the little Fae's hands, in doing so.
"You don't have to kick me!"
"I was nae kicking ya, I were bracing me foot so to get cords pulled tighter for ya."
"In my back?"
"How else I supposed to get ya in damned t'ing? Un why ya gotta wear dis one for, eh? It does nae fit ya un ya has dozen others what do."
"I want to wear this one."
Mallac watched the two magical beings as they bickered over the corset and the fact that it was several sizes too small for the Elf trying to wear it. Mallac contemplated interrupting them, but was scared of both of them. His being loud, rough, and bullying towards them was more show than anything else.
The fact remained, Mallac was terrified of Elves and wizards and Necromancers and here was one that was all three. He'd seen the powers half-Elves had and knew they were very limited compared to the powers of a full blooded Elf. He'd heard rumours that the High Elves had more inborn powers than other types of Elves.
While he had not heard of Quaraun himself before, others in the village had and after last night's meeting, Mallac had told other soldiers of Quaraun's agreeing to help them, and a few began to tell the stories they'd heard of the infamous transvestite Pink Necromancer Quaraun the Insane.
Word had soon spread around town and by morning fear hung on the tongue of every Human in the village, as they whispered every rumour they had heard and every rumour they had not heard, plus simply began making up new rumours, about the strange albino Elf that had arrived in town last night. Mallac had begun to question his invitation to the Elf to help him investigate the murders.
Quaraun had clearly not been interested in helping the Humans, for the simple reason that they were Humans, and now this morning he seemed even less interested. It was clear by the scene he was watching right now, that the vain, flipitant Elf was far more interested in his clothes then he was in helping anyone.
Mallac didn't know what to think of the little Faerie. He'd asked around town if anyone knew anything about Faeries and everything he was told was that they were bad news. When those who knew of such things, asked him what type of Fae he had seen, and his answer was a Phooka, he watched their faces turn from fear to dread as every last drop of blood drained from their faces.
"A Phooka?" One old man had said.
"Yes, a Phooka," Mallac had answered.
"Worst of the worst," another elder said.
"They eat Humans," a third added.
"Predators with no morals," said a forth.
"Tricksters."
"Shapeshifters."
"As bad as Demons."
"Deviant bastards. Never turn your back on them. They'll make you think they are your friend then BOOM! When you least expect it, rip off your head and eat your entrails."
"Only good Phooka is a dead Phooka."
"Damn near impossible to kill. They Blink and Shimmer. Can't catch them. Once second they are here, next second they are on the other side of town."
The men had continued on in this manner for well over an hour. By morning Mallac was regretting he'd approached the two beasts. Everything he'd been told, left him filled with dread. Apparently High Elves were stuck up snobs who hated Humans, seeing them as inferior to ants and a High Elf traveling with a Phooka could only mean that this Elf hated Humans more than most.
"You say the Elf is travelling with this Phooka?" An elder asked.
"Yes," Mallac had answered, retelling the events of his meeting them.
"Undead?" One elder had exclaimed upon hearing this part. "The Phooka is undead? And you say the Elf is a Necromancer dressed in pink? The Pink Necromancer?"
"You think this is The Pink Necromancer?" Another elder asked the first.
"Think of the implications if it is!"
Mallac had never heard of this Pink Necromancer before, so was unable to comment on this, but the elders began talking among themselves and would not have heard anything he'd said anyways.
"They say he controls Liches."
"They say he BUILT the Liches."
"Most powerful Necromancer on the face of the Earth."
"Killed Gibedon."
"Killed King Gwallmaiic."
"Wasn't King Gwallmaiic a Phooka?"
"He was. Elf Eater of Pepper Valley they called him. He's one of the Lich Lords now."
"The Pink Necromancer built the Lich Lords."
"And controls them."
"They do his bidding."
"Keeps them as his slaves."
Those words buzzed through Mallac's head as he watched the little Phooka obeying the pink robed Elf's every command without question. He wondered if the Phooka had any free will of it's own, if it even could say no to the powerful, eccentric wizard would stood before him, trying to squeeze into a stiffly boned, pink lace corset.
It made matters worse, in Mallac's mind, that both these magical beasts were not only not Humans, but they were also wizards.
He wondered if one could trust a wizard. He'd seen many wizards of late, what with HellBorne gathering up every low level mage and sorcerer he could find. But Mallac was uncertain how those self taught hacks, compared to these very advanced, elite high level wizards who were academically trained.
Quaraun was supposedly the most powerful wizard on the planet, a title that Gwallmaiic had held before him, and here now was both Quaraun and Gwallmaiic together, arguing over a piece of women's underwear that the wizard was intent on wearing.
Quaraun seemed to be doing an awful lot of bossing Gwallmaiic around and Mallac was trying to determine if the little Phooka was a free man or a slave, when the creature turned to him and said:
"Help me get him in dis damned t'ing. Him stubborn as fuck. Him will nae helps ya till him dressed for grand entrance. Arrogant piece of shit."
Before Mallac had a chance to respond, Quaraun had spun around and was screaming at the top of his lungs.
"What the hell did you call me?"
"I called ya arrogant."
"You called me shit."
"I calls every one shit, ya should be used to me tongue by now."
"How dare you!"
Quaraun pulled out his wand and waved it in Uncorn's face. The Phooka, straightened up, crossed him arms and smirked at the Elf.
"Oh I dare ya try that! I gots more power in me little finger then ya will ever has. Ya'd be dead before ya hit me."
Anger flared in the Phooka's eyes. Quaraun immediately went dead silent and quickly put the wand away. It bothered Mallac, how absolutely terrified the Elf looked just then. If this truly was the world's most powerful wizard, than anything that scared him, was to be feared, or so Mallac thought.
"Turn around, shut up, un let me get get dis damn t'ing on ya," Unicorn growled as he shoved the Elf into the wall.
Quaraun did as he was told without further objection. From that point on the Elf remained gravely silent. Mallac tried to determine the pink Necromancer's expression, but Elves did not outwardly show emotions the same way Humans did. Mallac finally concluded that Quaraun looked too scared to speak.
The fact was, Quaraun like being pushed around by Unicorn and frequently went out of his way to irritate the Phooka, with the intention of getting Unicorn angry enough to push him around. The problem with this was Unicorn's temper tended to get out of control and often became too violent for the frail, ill healthed Elf. This was one of those times.
Quaraun was scared and he had stopped talking because he realized he had gotten Unicorn too angry this time. There was a fine line between Unicorn's playfully roughly handling the Elf and abusively beating him. While he liked Unicorn to be rough with him, Quaraun did not like Unicorn to beat him.
When Unicorn finally got the corset facened, Quaraun silently finished dressing. He was visibly trembling with fear. Unicorn saw this and grabbed the Elf's shoulders from behind, in an attempt to calm the frightened Elf, but Quaraun squealed in terror and jumped away as though he thought he was being attacked.
Unicorn quickly jumped back, holding his hands up.
"I not gonna hurt ya," the Phooka said quietly, now realizing how badly his words had frightened the little Elf.
"I don't want you mad at me," Quaraun whispered, his words barely able to come out.
"I not mad at ya. Ya was waving wand in me face. Dat t'ing dangerous. I does nae like ya pointing it at me."
"You eat Elves."
"I will nae eat ya. Ya should know dis by now."
Unicorn pulled the Elf close to him and softly kissed his face.
"Yis so high strung lately. What is wrong wid ya? Ya like wild little filly needing taming. Ya becoming as feral as a Wild Elf. I never seen ya dis high strung before."
"I don't know."
"I t'inks dat bad trip ya had still messing wid ya head. Hope ya dids nae damage what little brain ya gots left."
Quaraun suddenly remembered Mallac was in the room and regained his earlier prideful composure. Walking past Unicorn and up to the Human he asked:
"Where did I say I was going with you?"
"There have been five murders. One each night for the past five nights. You was going to help me question the victims' families."
"Did I say I would do that?"
"Yes, you did."
"I don't remember it at all."
Quaraun turned to Unicorn.
"Was I drunk last night?"
"Aye. Un ya did tell 'im ya would help 'im. I heard ya says it."
"Well then, I guess I'm coming with you," Quaraun said to Mallac. "Let me get my things and then lead on."
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+?
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Quaraun is a character I play in Dungeons & Dragons. Like most every other novel in the series, this novel is based off the notes taken from an actual game play session. The Summoner of Darkness is based off the Dungeons & Dragons Campaign: The Murder of the Seven Points by Erik Yaple. If you are a Dungeon Master interested in running a game using this story, the game guide used is this one here --->>> |
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List Of Sample Chapters
Available To Read Online:
The Cultists and The Coming of The Darkness
EelKat and The Kats of Planet Ptarmagin
A Letter To Home
HellBorne and The Missing Sacrificial Sheep
Highwaymen
Another Letter To Home
Hellhounds
The Half-Elf Thief With Pockets Full of Sheep
"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)
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
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Stay Wid Us Too Lang, Ya Go Crazy Wid Us The Black Lighthouse Strange Nightmares Pumpkins Again |
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The Strange Village or I Love The Smell Of Decomposing Bodies In The Morning
Food Fight In a Funeral Home
Shrimp Dinners
Corsets, Elves, and Undead Faeries.
Visiting The Scene of Murder #1 With An UnGelded Stallion
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
Elwin
"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
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:
- 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.
You can find out more about GhoulSpawn here:
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Did You Know:
Summoner of Darkness
was written on location at the real Witch Pond?
Meet The Real Witch Hole Pond:
If You Want To Visit Witch Hole Pond For Yourself, Here Are The Directions To It:
(Address is: Witch Hole Pond, Carriage Road, Mt. Desert Island, Acadia National Park, Bar Harbour, Maine)
Interview With EelKat
While Walking On The Real Road To
Witch Hole Pond In Bar Harbour, Maine
A Real Turtle In Witch Hole Pond:
A Bald Eagle Bathing In Witch Hole Pond:
And the swamp just before the pond...
Driving Park Loop Road Around Witch Hole Pond...
And climbing Bubble Rock Mountain overlooking Witch Hole Pond...
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This novel was originally written in: 2014 - 2016
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