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Summoner of Darkness:
Where Are You Hiding That Horse?
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Summoner of Darkness:
Where Are You Hiding That Horse?
(yaoi free to read online)
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+?
The Summoner of Darkness is
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(500+ paperback pages)
This chapter is...
Word count: 3,202
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It is volume 11 of a series of 130 novels.
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If you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.
If you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.
If you ever made fun of or had any part in the backhoe driving over my house, you shall lose your house.
If you ever made fun of or had any part in my car being cut in half, you shall lose your car.
If you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.
If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death.Evil men go out of their way to try to drive a person to suicide.
Are you an evil man?
Are you sure you're not?
How many people have YOUR hate filled words killed?
Next time you go to do a mean thing to a fellow human, stop and really think about the consequences of your actions.
Did you ever notice how every one has a story to tell about me, yet not one of them ever speaks the truth?
What lies has YOUR gossiping tongue spread about me?
Did you know...
October 16, 2006, bomb blew up my house because of YOUR lies.
August 8, 2013, the house which replaced the one the bomb blew up, was driven over by a backhoe.
November 14, 2013, my 8 month old infant son was murdered because of your lies.
November 14, 2013, I was beaten up, paralized for 5 months, spent 18 weeks relearning to walk, I'm now crippled for the rest of my life, because of YOUR lies.
Are you proud of what you have done?
Enjoy your eternity in Hell. You earned it. You've certainly worked hard for it.
~EelKat
If you have any information about any of these events, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322
Summoner of Darkness:
Where Are You Hiding That Horse?
(yaoi free to read online)
Mallac stormed into the room, without first knocking on the door. Whatever it was he was intending to say, was lost in the garbled gurgle of his throat as he stared, stunned and dumbfounded at the sight before him.
Quaraun was laying face down on the floor, his arms and legs sprawled in various awkward positions. The Elf was passed out from the sheer exhaustion of having been fucked in endless succession, by the Shetland pony that was laying on top of him, passed out from the delirious happiness of having been allowed to fuck his Elf in endless succession while in his true form, rather than in one of his more sexually compatible Humanoid forms. It was obvious the two had been having sex, by the fact that the miniature horse's giant dick was still very firmly inserted up the Elf's very sore ass.
"What the hell..." Mallac exclaimed, as he stared at the scene before him and tried to process it.
The Human's scream had woken both the Elf and the pony. Quaraun pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked around blinking, not quite sure where he was or what was going on.
"Oh dear," was the only thing Unicorn said, as he realized the Human had realized he was actually a horse. Gingerly he removed himself from the Elf, then climbed off of him. Knowing the Quaraun did not like anyone to see him naked and realizing that the Elf was still in a dazed stupor, Unicorn took the Elf's discarded pink dress and tossed it over him.
"That's not right!" Mallac yelled at the Elf. "You can't be doing this. How'd you even get a horse in here?"
"What?" Quaraun rolled over onto his back and stared up at the Human that was staring down at him. He still wasn't fully awake. The sleepy Elf slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
"You can't being doing the nasty with a horse!" The soilder yelled.
"A horse?" Quaraun asked as he looked around the room, trying to remember where he was and how he had gotten here.
"Yes, that horse right there..." Mallac pointed to Unicorn who was now back in his Humanoid form and sitting on the floor grinning, trying not to burst out laughing. "Where'd it go? How'd you get in here? Where's the horse? There was a horse there a minute ago."
Mallac began going around the room moving furniture and looking up the bed, trying to find the missing pony.
He stopped in front of Unicorn and demanded: "When'd you get in here?"
"I been right here the whole time. I were fucking me Elf when yar came barging in and disturbed us."
"There was a horse here."
"Ya is seeing t'ings. It were only me and me Elf in the room."
"I saw a horse."
Quaraun yawned and stretched as he watched the Human argue with the Faerie. Quaraun slowly began to realize what had happened, and decided to go along with Unicorn's current version of the truth, as he pushed himself up off the floor and began to dress himself. Quaraun pulled a full length mirror out of his tiny pink beaded heart shaped bag of holding and then pulled out a rack full of several pink beaded dresses, followed by a petal pink vanity table, a matching chair, and huge assortment of make up, and then set himself down to the very long process of putting his garish, pink and gold glittering make up on.
"What are you doing!" Mallac demanded as he stormed up the Elf.
"I'm getting dressed," Quaraun answered, not looking away from the mirror. "What are you doing?"
"Where did you put that horse?"
"What horse?"
"A little black, Shetland pony. It was right there."
"You're seeing things, Mallac."
"That horse was on top of you having it's way with you."
"Ahhh!" Quaraun waved a gold armoured finger in the air. "That is where you are confused. No. Unicorn was fucking me when you so rudely interrupted us, and came barging in here with out knocking. You in your wild imagination, saw Unicorn and thought you saw a horse, because of his name meaning Faerie Horse."
"That's not what happened."
"Of course it is."
"You had a horse in bed with you."
"Are you sure you didn't hit your head on door post on your way in here? You are a foot taller then me you know."
The soilder put his face nose to nose with Quaraun's.
"I saw a horse."
"Prove it." Quaraun kissed the Human's nose.
Quaraun turned back to his mirror and began painting neon pink gloss on his lips.
"Give me that bag!"
The hysterical Human grabbed the Elf's pink purse. Quaraun shrugged and let the solider pull away his bag of holding.
"Where is it?" The man screamed. looking into the bag.
"What do you expect to find in there?" Quaraun asked, as he painted a strip of glue to the edge of his bright pink flamingo feather false eyelashes, then delicatly put it in place on his eyelid.
"I know you hid that horse somewhere!"
Quaraun laughed.
"And you expect to find it in a make up bag, ha! Ha! You're crazy, Mallac."
Quaraun set about to putting his other huge, fluffy, pink feather eyelash on.
Mallac reached his hand in the bag and pulled out ten gold coins. He stared blankly at the coins.
"Keep them," Quaraun said, as he pulled off the ten gold armour rings that covered his long thin fingers, so he could brush his 12 foot long hair without them getting in the way.
Mallac shook the bag trying to get something to fall out of it. He had just seen Quaraun take the mirror, desk, chairs, and rack of dresses out of this impossibly small bag and was convinced there was a horse hiding in the bag. He knew wizards were sneaky like that. But there was absolutely nothing in the bag but the ten gold coins he'd pulled out of it. Mallac turned the bag inside out and back right side out again.
"How do you make this thing work?" The Human asked as he put his eye in the bag and tried to see anything inside of it.
"I don't know what you're talking about Mallac."
"Don't lie to me, Wizard! I see you pulling stuff out of this bag all the time. It's somehow bigger on the inside and you keep a king's ransom of treasure in this thing. Now make it work!"
"You've been hitting the bar too much, Mallac. Why don't ya go home rest it off for bit?"
"Don't play coy with me, Wizard! I saw you playing brood mare to a horse. I know you hid it in this bag. Make it work!"
Quaraun shrugged, and took the bag from the Human, reached into it and pulled out a handful of pink ribbons and a silver tiara that glistened with rhinestones. He handed the bag back to Mallac, then set about to brushing two long pigtails high on top of his head, tieing the bright neon pink ribbons folding his 12 foot hair into a more manageable walking length of four and half foot long glossy white hair, and then perched the little tiara on top of his head.
Mallac reached into the bag and pulled out ten more gold coins. He stared at the coins in his hand.
"You can keep them too," Quaraun said. "Now you're as rich as the king. Think of what you can do with twenty gold coins, Mallac. That's more then you'll make in your lifetime. You can buy your own country, crown yourself king, build your own army. No more working for others."
"Don't try to bribe me, Wizard. There was a horse in here. I know it."
Quaraun sighed. He was becoming increasingly annoyed by this Human. If it wasn't for the fact that his leg still needed more time to heal from the Hellhound bite, he would have left this village by now.
"Why are you even in my room, Mallac?"
"There's been another murder."
"Of course there has. What else ever happens in this town? There's a murder every day. But what does that have to do with barging into my room, uninvited, without even knocking, I might add."
Quaraun got up from his chair and put it and the vanity table back into his bag. Mallac immediately grabbed the bag and reached in to pull the table and chair back out, but came out with an additional ten gold coins instead.
"Look at that," Quaraun said cheerfully. "Now you got thirty gold coins. You can buy yourself a haram and fill it with pretty women. One assumes you like woman?"
Mallac glared at the little bitty transvestite Elf.
"Or do you like boys and all this hostility towards me and my personal sex life, which is in no way any of your business, actually just a cover for the fact that you really like boys but that's not allowed in this village so you take your frustrations out on me by seeing horses where there are none and digging into my private affairs?"
Mallac scowled and shoved the bag back at the pink Necromancer.
"If it wasn't for these murders, I'd have you trussed up and hung in the city center. Sexual deviants like you belong in stocks and bonds."
"Well, at least you wouldn't be the first to think of doing that to me. Seems to be the going trend these days. A guy likes dressing like a girl and having dicks stuffed up his ass, and therefor he has be tied up and humiliated by the deviate bastards who take sexual pleasure in sexually torturing his genitals as they are hung out on display for the men of the town to get their latent homoerotic desires out on him, seeing how the law won't let them get their hands around another man's dick otherwise."
"You're sick."
"Just stating the facts as I know them. I've been hung in quite a few town squares before. I know for a fact that half the men of the village, are going to spend an inordinate amount of time grabbing the balls of the naked victim, just so they can get pleasure from watching him cum on their hands. Why don't you save time and just grope me now. Then you can get it done in private without everyone in town watching you have an erection while you grope my balls in public?"
Quaraun flipped his skirts up, holding the pink ruffled hems to his chest.
"Here, why don't I put them on display for you?"
Mallac tossed the bag of holding back at the sluty, half naked Elf and stormed out of the room while screaming at the top of his lungs: "I don't want to look at a she-male's balls!"
Quaraun let his skirts drop back to the floor as he stood watching the Human leave. Unicorn was still sitting on the floor beside the bed, now laughing hysterically. Quaraun turned to face the Faerie.
"You were fucking me while you were a horse, weren't you?" The Elf demanded.
"Aye. But ya did say I could."
"I did, didn't I? Why did I do that? What did you give me?"
Quaraun didn't give Unicorn a chance to answer.
"Did he just call me a she-male?" Quaraun asked.
"Him did," Unicorn answered.
"How utterly offensive! I am deeply offended. He has deeply offended me. I don't like this village. The Humans are too uptight here. He called me a she-male! She-male? How dare he call me a she-male. I'm triggered on so many levels. I need a pickle. Here, finish packing my things up." Quaraun handed the bag of holding to Unicorn. "I'm going down to the kitchen to get a pickle."
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A few minutes later Unicorn, now a Human, came down the stairs to find Quaraun screaming hysterically at one of the Humans who worked in the kitchen.
"What is problem?" Unicorn asked Quaraun.
"They are refusing to put pickles in my ice cream!" The Elf screamed while pointing a gold plated accusing finger at the Human holding a plate of pickles in one hand and a bowl of ice cream in the other.
Unicorn stared at the Elf for a few seconds, wondering if perhaps Quaraun had miss-spoke.
"Ya be WANTING pickles in ya ice cream?"
"YES!"
"Ah! Of course. Why did I no think of this. Insane Elf want insane t'ings. Here," Unicorn gave the bag of holding back to the enraged Elf. "Take, ya go sit ya pretty lil arse down. I fix this."
"They..."
"Nope!" Unnicorn waved a hand in Quaraun's face. "I chef. I fix. Go sit. Ya under too much stress."
Quaraun grabbed his bag and stomped out of the kitchen, pink feathers and gold glitter wafting through the room behind him.
"I tried to tell her..." the kitchen staff began to say.
"Him," Unicorn corrected.
"Him? Who?"
"That male Elf. Him get mad iffy ya call him a she."
"But..."
"Ignore how him does look like. Pretend all men dress like that. It only way to reason with him."
"Oh... uhm..."
"Tell me what happened."
"She... er ... he asked for a plate of pickles..."
"Which I see ya has in ya hand."
"Yes, and I gave it to her... uhm... him... and but she.. he... wouldn't take it and started demanding ice cream instead, which we don't normally have, we only have it because she keeps..."
"Uh-uh." Unicorn shook his head.
"What?"
"He, not she."
"Oh, yeah, we only have ice cream because he was demanding it when he first got here and you went and made it for us..."
"Aye. So what problem now?"
"Well, I gave her, him, her, his pickles and his ice cream and next thing I know she's, he's yelling at me because they are in two separate plates and he said it was supposed to be pickle ice cream not pickles and ice cream, but that's not what he asked for, I swear..."
"Un I believes ya. I does lives with him. I know what him is like. Why did ya not just mix them together in one bowl?"
"He didn't give me a chance to! He just started screaming and then you walked in."
"Ah! Well. Give me plate."
Moments later Unicorn was sitting down beside Quaraun.
"Pickle ice cream, just what de queen bitch from blazing hell planet ordered," Unicorn said as he handed the bowl to Quaraun. "What is it with ya eating habits dis week?"
"I always eat like this," Quaraun said as he devoured his pickle ice cream like he was half starved.
"No ya do nae. I never seen ya eat like this. I hardly ever see ya eat at all. Yis look starved all bone, no flesh. Usually ya running around screaming ya can nae eat because ya gonna get fat. As if any fat would dare latch on to ya bones! Ya's zap it with ya wand before it got a good grip on ya."
"Are you suggesting I'm under weight?"
"Heaven forbid I suggest ya was fat! I'd get wand stuffed up me nose."
Quaraun glared at Unicorn.
"It probably good t'ing ya is eating ice cream."
"Why?"
"Ya could stand to gain a few pounds, before ya melt away into nothing. I ain't never seen an Elf as skinny as ya. Make it hard for me to fuck ya like I wants to. Too afraid ya gonna break if I slam into ya too hard."
"You can slam into me as hard as you want."
"Aye."
"Quaraun!" An excited voice chirped from behind them.
"Oh no!" Unicorn groaned as he recognized the voice of GhoulSpawn.
The half-Elf sat down between Quaraun and Unicorn, without waiting to be invited.
"There was another murder last night!" He said in a hush voice of excitment.
Quaraun couldn't tell if he was happily excited about the murder or scared excited. GhoulSpawn's outward emotions seemed off from what was normal.
"I'd heard," Quaraun said as he continued to eat his pickle ice cream.
"You have to stop him," GhoulSpawn said very seriously.
"What?" Quaraun looked up, not sure what the half-Elf meant. "Who?"
"He enjoys pulling strings from the shadows, setting up wars that lead to the destruction of thousands and thousands of souls in his revenge," GhoulSpawn said quietly.
"What are you talking about? Who does?"
"This isn't what I signed up for..." GhoulSpawn continued, completely ignoring Quaraun's question.
"GhoulSpawn. What are you talking about?"
"I didn't know he was killing people..."
"You know who the murderer is, don't you?"
"I just wanted to find a place where I fit in. I'm a half-Elf and they were a group of half-Elves."
"Who's killing people around here?"
"You're a full blooded High Elf. You don't know what it's like for us half-Elves. No one accepts us. We're always alone. I thought... I thought I'd a place I belonged. He'll kill me if he finds out I'm talking to you."
"Are you in danger?"
"I didn't know they were hurting people. I'm not one of them. I'm not like that. This isn't what I signed u for. I didn't know what they were doing. I've been trying to find a way to stop them."
"Who?"
"I don't want more people to die. I'm not a strong enough wizard to stop them on my own. But you are. I've seen you do stuff. You can stop them. I know you can."
"Who? GhoulSpawn stop who?"
"Please. Stop him. Before he kills again."
"Who is killing people?"
GhoulSpawn suddenly jumped with a start, as if he heard something that terrified him.
"I gotta go," he gasped in a frightened squeak.
GhoulSpawn quickly jumped up and skittered back out of the tavern.
"GhoulSpawn get back here! GHOULSPAWN!"
The half-Elf was gone. Apparently vanished into one of his portals.
"Well that was strange," Quaraun said as he watched the half-Elf disappear.
"Him strange Elf," Unicorn agreed.
"Wonder who he was talking about?"
"HellBorne?"
"That was my thought, but... You never know with him. He's so scattered brained."
"Ghouly is dat. Though I be thinking most Elves is."
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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