EelKat Wendy C Allen - Dark Fantasy Author


UPDATE March 17, 2021: Another death. Waiting for a coffin to be delivered. Funeral the 21st. Unlikely to be streaming for a few weeks.


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Update: March 27, 2021: It's not even been a week since the funeral, and now there is another death and another funeral.



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UPDATE April 5, 2021: There are still no streams, as, we've now a another (a 3rd) funeral to prepare for.


And that is now 3 deaths in our family, in the past 2 weeks.


This 3rd death hits hard, because it was Pippi.


Our family has now had 13 deaths since March 2020.








April 10, 2015, 12 children were kidnapped.

May 15, 2015, the heads of 10 of them were nailed to my door.

August 24, 2020, one was found still alive. he was just 4 years old when she was kidnapped, but she remembered us, even though 5 years had passed.

August 25, 2020, Pippi came home, but her condition was not well. She had been tortured the entirety of the 5 years she had been held hostage. She was missing limbs and covered with scars, had broken bones many years not set, and suffered serious damage to many of her internal organs. That she was alive at all, in her condition, was a miracle. Doctors had little hope of her survival and she was sent home with Hospice care.

Pippi had cancer in her eye and needed surgery for it, which she was scheduled to have, shortly before she was kidnapped.

In the years they had her, not only did they torture her, but her cancer went untreated and spread to her brain.

By the time she was returned to us, her cancer had reached an inoperable state, so we knew she did not have much time left.

Had her cancer been treated, back when she was a toddler, she probably would have reach adulthood.

She died only 8 months after her return.

Another child, to cry out from the grave, for Etiole's vengeance upon her murderers. Another victim of evil men, who will stoop to no ends, to bury the crimes they committed 50 years ago.  Drug lords. Opium growers. Heroine dealers. Selling little girls 4 to 8 years old for sex to priests. They only care about money.

All hail the mighty tourist ass. Millions come to Old Orchard Beach every year, for one thing and one thing only: heroine. They sell their drugs to the tourists under the pier and off the balconies of that giant motel. Than drag little girls to the bedrooms of the condominiums on Smithwheel Road, behind the school. And any child who dares open their mouth and beg for help, gets tossed in the GooseFare Brooke Ravine.

Bastard drug lords. They've been doing this for 50 years, and the town hall and the police department, turn a blind eye to it, because they get paid $6million a year to not report it to the newspapers, when the body of another child washes down the ravine, into the gulley to be spit out in the ocean. No fewer than 5 bodies are found every summer, but how often does it get in the news?

The corruption of this fucking town needs to end.

Yet another dead at the hands of these criminals who run our town.

How long will the residents continue to turn a blind eye to what is happening in our town.

How many more children will you let them kill, before you stand up to them?

Another child is dead and no one in this town cares. So long as they get their money from the tourists. The blood of another murdered child screams from the graves, begging for justice. Tick tock, tick tock, so begins, yet another of Etiole's 7 year clocks.

This is why there were no/to few streams from May 2020 until now.

May 2020, after 4 years of not hearing from them at all, the FBI returned with a lead, which led to Pip's discovery a few weeks later in August.

Because of the nature of the situation, I could not talk about it, to tell you why streams had stopped.

The kidnappers, were enraged that we had recovered Pip, and that is when the attacks started up again on my home and family September 2020.

Pip's condition continued to grow worse, and she died April 5, 2021.

She was only 10 years old.

This is what it means, to not be white in America.

White men, won't even give a child the chance to grow up.

This is what white people do, to none white families like mine.

We are Gypsies with Jewish blood, for that alone we are hunted like animals.

What the men of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, did to my family, will never be forgotten or forgiven.




#If you have any information on the kidnappers or the murders...


#FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 


Have you forgot the extent of the damage these people did, all because, they wanted to dig up my land and removed bodies buried there, before my house builders found that barrel of bones?

Have you forgotten that 7 town hall workers, 5 public works men, a blond woman, her bald son, and her red haired sister Kendra, and 14 police officers, all lead by a man they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" were the ones 

I name every one of them, except for the ring leaders: blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name". I don't know who those 4 are. I'd never seen any of them, other than the Kendra woman before, and I only knew her fro her attacks beating me up at Panera in 2009, 2010, and 2013.

I can name every one of the others, because all I have to do is go to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police department website, and their are their faces.

With the exception of blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name", every one else involved was government official who works for the state of Maine vis the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the Old Orchard Beach Police Department, or the Old Orchard Beach Public Works.

And what exactly did they do?

August 8, 2013 they drove a backhoe over my house. That same backhoe drove over my previous house on the same land April 2007. That same backhoe drove over my poultry barn and horse stables July 2001. July 2001 was the first attack.

March 2015 was the the massive attack, with an entire fleet of trucks, and drove over the Church of the Holy Rhinstone, a church that stood on my land, my garage which is why I no longer have a garage to put my car in, my 2 sheds both of which had my tractors and other garden/crop machinery in them at the time. And of course the razing of the land, the cutting down of the apple orchard - the VERY apple orchard planted in 1530 that this town was named after... he actual "old orchard" of Old Orchard Beach... the very original trees - huge massive apple trees over 400 years old. The grape vineyards, the cherry trees, the pears trees. 

April 10, 2015, they returned, 4 police officer held me a gun point, while 10 other police officers held my children down with long poles with metal wire strangle loops on the end, and beat their faces in with cinder block bricks, knocking out every one of their teeth, breaking their jaws... POLICE OFFICERS DID THAT... while men they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" and "Dan" stood there and told the police officers what to do, how to beat them, while "Mark who needs no last name" boldly bragged that he paid the Old Orchard Beach police $6million dollars to do this.

May 15, 2015... the heads, hands, feet, and intestines of my children were nailed to my door. Later that same day police officer W. W. came to my home begging for forgiveness and claimed that men he referred to only as "Mark and Dan" were holding his beloved mother-in-law hostage and torturing her, and he helped in the April 10, 2015 attack, only to save her life and get her back. He claimed he had no prior knowledge of what was going to happen, claiming that he'd been told they were only going to "scare" us. He said he had not expected anyone to get hurt, he had not known my children would be tortured and kidnapped, he had not known they were going to be murdered. He said he was scared for his life and lives of his family. And he said: "They form a small army, our department doesn't have enough man power to stop them, and every one in this town is too scared to fight back. You don't know what's going on. And I think they mixed you up with someone else. They didn't know you were the owner of this land. They didn't know that was your motorhome. They thought someone else owned this place. It wasn't even your family they were after. You were the wrong target. You don't know who these people are. What they've done to our families. This is the actual Mafia. The real deal. I'm so sorry. This is the address they sent us to. But they had a different name as the owner. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were after someone else. I'm so sorry. I couldn't let my family died. And now yours is dead instead. This wasn't supposed to happen."

June 19, 2016... I did a very specific livestream. You see... A., D., B., and T. in the 1970s and 1980s, were in the habit of dragging big black trash bags into the forest, crossing my land to do it, and dumping those bags into the Goosefare Brook Ravine. In 1983, 3 snuck into Etiole's swamp and planted 3 acres of Marijuana. Someone found it and called the police, I don't know who... it was Maine's largest drug raid for decades. Many, many millions in plants where dug up and removed from Etiole's swamp. A few weeks later A, & D,s 10 year old daughter ran into my yard, touched my car on a dare from other children - the 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach police car, known by Stephen King fans as the REAL Christine, The World's Most Haunted Car... than jumped her bike, and sped down the road, as fast as she could, head on into a car coming the other way. She died instantly, he brain shattered all over the end of my driveway, and her mother A responded by the Battle of 458 - the biggest mass shooting ever in Maine history, that ended up with 3 Gypsy clans and 2 police departments, in a shoot out between 70+ adults all armed with guns. One of my cousins, an 8 year old boy, standing 3 feet from me, had his eye shot out by one of the bullets. While A ran around the street screaming: "FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

THOSE are the 31 children, whose bones were sawed up and tossed into the GooseFare Brook Ravine... yes, that DOES mean, police officers KNEW those children were there and covered it up.  And I witnessed that entire event.

And THAT is WHY... when police officers murdered my family in 2015, I did a livestream, walking to the ravine, to show the world, where those bones were... because I'm sick and tired of the police corruption in this fucking town, and those sawed up bones of 31 children are PROOF of what this town government is like.... as are the heads of my children that were nailed to my door.

At the end of The Battle of 4-5-8... A. took 2 gas cans and poured them all over the big dome house, than set a match to it, and no one knew, why when she did her brother B., started running, jumped in his robin egg blue truck and backed down the driveway, hit Portland Ave doing 70 and didn't stop driving until the high speed chase caught him in CT... oh but we knew before he was out of sight, why he started running... the dome house went up like Hiroshima into a mushroom cloud that could be seen across the entire state... turns out there was a Meth lab in that house.

June 19, 2016... the livestream of the bones went viral, it's what made my YouTube channel suddenly explode overnight... and police officer W.W. upset, by the fact that, the livestream included the entire police call and response, and that response was to laugh and do nothing... fed up with the corruption in his department, he forwarded that livestream VOD to the FBI, and the FBI arrived in Old Orchard Beach, to dig up the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and all hell broke lose in this town, as most of the police officers suddenly found themselves arrested. An entire new police force from out of state was brought in to replace the long time officers who had proven they could be trusted to uphold the law. Many town hall officials and public works employees also found themselves arrested by the FBI.

June 26, 2016... barely a week later... the blond woman and the red haired Kendra woman showed up at my workplace, Scarborough WalMart, and tried to kill me, yet again... these are the same 2 woman who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College November 14, 2013... they left dead in 2013, I was paralized for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. I was out of the wheel chair, and I was without a walker, I was without a cane. I had almost fully covered from their November 14, 2013 attack with golf clubs... June 26, 2016, this time they attacked with shopping carts, and I'm now crippled for the rest of my life. They shattered 3 vertebra this time and it can't be operated on. I had to relearn to walk a second time, and I'm not yet recovered now in 2021. In 2013 they drove away in the 4 door white pickup truck. In 2016 they drove away in a gold Volvo SUV station wagon.

That blond woman and her red haired Kendra sister, they are wanted by the FBI for attempted murder of me and they are also wanted in questioning for being suspected of also being the murderers of my children.

I don't know who these 2 women are.

The blond woman shows up my driveway frequently, screaming and yelling, sometime accompanied by a small child, about 5 years old, that she pulls behind her in a red radio flyer wagon. She looks to be about 60 or 70. She often wears a denim button down shirt and jeans. She's prone to yelling at passing cars, while pointing up my driveway, and saying: "There's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband."

I've never tried to kill anyone, so accusation is baffling at best.

She seems to think I know who she is, and has made the claim, that "I was that brat in school"... the red haired Kendra woman, sometimes with her, claims to be her sister, also appears to be 60 to 70 and also seems to think I know who she is, and frequently says: "You bullied me in school, but no more, I'm Kendra SilverMander it's my turn to shine."

They BOTH make the claim they went to school with me, and yet, I never went to school, a well documented fact... because I'm the child the FBI rescued what the news media called "Maine's House of Horrors". I was locked in a cage when I was 8 years old. I was let out on Sundays, to go to church, and not allowed to speak or make eye contact with anyone, and this was only done infrequently, whenever church goers asked what happened to that girl you had". I was 31 years old when the FBI arrived, because of Heaven's Gate having killed 39 people, and my uncle being one of the members and self proclaiming himself as the leader of Heaven's Gate after Applewhite's death. The FBI was investigating the murder of 39 people in California, and had no idea they'd find children in cages in Maine as a result.

So you see, when the blond woman and her Kendra sister, make the claim they went to school with me and I was the class bully who beat them up, this is easily proven false, because the time period when I should have been in school, I was locked in a cage, being tortured by my sadistic uncle Bruce.

Also, they are in their late 60s to mid 70s... making them older than my parents, so how could I have been in school with them, even if I had gone to school? At best I would have been starting pre-school the year they would have been graduating high school.

These things they say about school, only further agrees with what police officer W. W. said May 15, 2015, when he made the claim, they had gotten me mixed up with someone else.

July 2016, a month after the shopping cart attack... yet another Old Orchard Beach police officer arrived, this one accompanied by 2 Biddeford officers, who had been former OOB officers... these 3 officers, had a vastly eye opening story to tell me.

They had been called to Old Orchard Beach, to my farm, to arrest me, a call made to them, by a man named Mark, whom one of these officers, claimed was his brother in law. This Biddeford officer, said he requested to transfer ot of Old Orchard Beach department years ago, because his sister (whom he claimed he suspected, but could not prove was the blond woman whom had attacked me at WalMart) was quote "trying to control the town" he said "treats Old Orchard Beach like a dynasty, thinks she's a duchess, has severe mental disorders, and thought she could buy the police department". He went on to say, she got in with the real Mafia years ago and went to her head, and now she thinks she IS the Mafia and most of Old Orchard Beach's business owners, especially the motel owners are scared shitless of her, because they believe her claim to be Mafia. He went on to say, she's not Mafia, but she's good at convincing people she is and stated "I wouldn't murder beyond her. She'd do it just to prove she is Mafia." He said he transferred out of OOB department to Biddeford department because he was fed up with how easy it was for her to get every officer to do anything she asked. He said "the corruption in that department runs deep; don't cross her or any officer she controls; they WILL kill you and every around you. You don't know who her husband is. He doesn't just control that town, he controls half the state."

What he was telling me was bizarre on extremes, but even more bizarre was the live feed radio call, that he had me listen too, as it was happening, on my farm in Old Orchard, while I was at my dad's house in Biddeford.

He said: "The Old Orchard Department called me, asked me to come over here. Buddy Will wanted to prove you were not in Old Orchard and that Mark has you mixed up with someone else. That fucking bastard is crying wolf and trying to frame you, we can prove it right now. We are fucking fed up WolfBoy."

He turned on his radio, so I could hear. A what I heard... a man whose voice I do not recognize, yelling at a Officer W.W. and saying: 

"That is Wendy, arrest her now! That is EelKat. She tried to kill me."

While officer W.W. and another officer, told the man: "his isn't Wendy. We have officers with her right now. Who tried to kill you? Wendy? Or THIS woman right here?"

"This woman right here! This is EelKat I tell you! Arrest her! What do you think I pay you for! You aren't allow to defy me! I own this town! You are my slaves. I command you to arrest her!"

W.W.: "This isn't EelKat. This isn't Wendy. I've known her for years. And right now, she's on the other side of the state. With 3 officers, listening to you right now. You are NOT the law. We've had it with you. You don't own me. And you've mixed her up with someone else. You've been harassing the wrong damned person. You dare call us about Wendy ever again, and I will personally arrest you for false reports, than I'll tell them everything. You'll never see the outside a prison for the rest of your life when I get done with you. You fucking leave this woman alone. You destroyed her life, because you couldn't tell her apart from someone else."

I used to aqua jog, mountain climb, horseback riding, and I hiked 13 miles a day. And in the blink of an eye, that lifestyle was taken away, and every day was struggle, just to sit up and breath, with no hope of ever walking again. I defied doctors. It's been 8 years and I can move around the house by holding on to things and I now can walk again, at the moment only short distances outside with a cane, and the hope is to continue to improve. I still have a long road of recovery ahead. But I'm walking again, something that 8 years ago, doctors said would never happen. 

My farm was razed.

My family was murdered.

I was 5 months paralysed, and had to relearn to walk. It was 8 years ago and I'm not yet fully recovered due to 3 inoperable vertebrae and hip dysplasia. November 14, 2013, 10PM, at WalMart, while putting bags of groceries in the back seat of my car, I was attacked by 3 rapists armed with metal golf clubs, who left me parallelized, in a wheel chair, broken spine, broken hip, broken pelvis, broken knees, serve nerve damage to my left side limiting the use of my left hand, my bladder incontinent from nerve damage, they left me for dead, and I had doctors telling me I would never walk again.

There's more that has happened. A lot more. The thousands of gallons of sewage they pumped into my motorhome in 2015. The cats. the Ptarmagin cats. World famous groups of cats. You remember them. If so, you remember what these people did to those cats. Poisoned. All dead the same day. 12 cats. Dead to what the vet described as: "enough poison to kill a great dane". My horse, she had her head beat in with a rock. My bantam roosters... 70 pet roosters, hung by their necks in rope nooses in my rose bushes.

All because this man, this mystery Mark, whose last name seems to be known to the police but is still unknown to me and man whom I've never seen or met - he keeps his face covered whenever he shows up... mistook me for someone else... and police officers and town hall workers and public work employees.

Welcome to Old Orchard Beach... this is NOT the way life should be, you know it.

What these people did to me, should never have happened, and according to the police, it's been happening for 50+ years to hundreds of people, hundreds of families, in this town, and every one is too scare to talk about it or fight back to stop it. That NEEDS to change.

The corruption in our town, needs to stop... but it won't end, until every last person who is being harassed by these people stand up, put their foot down, and say enough is enough, we ain't gonna take this any more.

We the people of Old Orchard Beach need to take back our town.


NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 



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World-building In The Quaraun Series: Creating a 1400's Fantasy World For Time Traveling Wizards




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World-building In The Quaraun Series: Creating a 1400's Fantasy World For Time Traveling Wizards

I am answering random questions today about world building, over on Reddit and decided to take my answers from there and expand upon them even further over here. So that's what this page is. Me rambling on about various aspects of world building techniques I use when writing the Quaraun series. The questions I am answering are embedded here. Clicking the link in the embedded question will take you to the original Reddit page where you can see the original answer along with other people's answers. If you wish to comment, you can do so on the Reddit page where a place to do so is provided.







The cities are almost never given names. The main character, Quaraun, (a rather absent minded wizard) has little interest in keeping track of such things are the reader sees the world through his perspective. Thus you end up with him simply saying things like "The Moon Elf Village" or "The Swamp of Death" or "The City of Slushies". None of which being the actual name of the city in question and the reader never learns what the real name is.

That said, the world itself is more or less an alternate version of Earth, with more or less the same countries, cities, etc. So you have things like the Roman Empire and Bethlehem and Mecca and Paris and London and Quebec and any other real life big city, more or less identical to the real world. The series is set in the 1400s, but contains time travel and so it's 2 wizards from the 1400s and one Dungeon Master inadvertently turned wizard from the 1970s/1980s who opens a real portal from our real non-magical world and gets stuck in the 1400s in an alternate D&D style magical version of our world.  In his going back and forth between the two, he ends up taking lots of modern things to the past.

So you have Elf wizard characters from a fantasy 1400s before things like Boston exist, ending up knowing about things like real Boston, via the DM from the future whose stuck in the past with them.... if that makes sense. The past Elf wizards end up in our future Elf-less cities.

However, while these places may be mentioned in passing, such as when characters are reading a map and point out something like "we have to head towards Boston, but take a turn here 2 miles before we get there" the big cities themselves are rarely ever visited by the character (as he is on the run and trying to avoid places where his face is likely posted on wanted posters)

I think the biggest city you actually seeing them go to in one of the stories is Quebec, which thanks to the 3 bumbling wizards (2 who's magic doesn't work well in our future time [Quaraun and Unicorn]; and 1 who is a DM casting fictional spells out of a Dungeons and Dragons spell book [GhoulSpawn]) now has a flock of pink feathered zombie turkeys terrorizing it. Except for the rampant flock of brain gobbling turkeys, Quebec is pretty much identical to real life Quebec.

Boston is probably the second largest city they actually visit in one of the novels, but it wasn't present day Boston they arrived at, rather they arrived in the middle of the Boston Tea Party.

The largest purely fiction city, which reoccurs in many novels of the series, is probably "The Desert of the DiJinn", which is in medieval Persia and is exactly what the name says it is... a "lost" city in the middle of the desert, inhabited entirely by Di'Jinn. It's basically your standard medieval Persia, but inhabited by Di'Jinn instead of Humans. They are basically a "secret society" (think "The Illuminati") who are controlling the world through psychic powers and mind control, but no one knows it and no one sees them. They are a hive-mind race controlled by an "elder brain" (think Illithid/Mind Flayers). They pretty much do nothing all day but sit around in their temple playing mind games on Humans all over the planet. It's a hot, sandy, desert wasteland.

The Di'Jinn temple being situated in a little estuary oasis along the detla of a very "Nile-like" river. The only other life in the desert besides the Di'Jinn is a herd of little black Shetland ponies, that are really evil shape-shifting trickster Faeries (Phookas) who are trying to find a way into the Di'Jinn temple and steal the Elder Brain (which is in fact a tiny pink jelly fish, only a few inches across, known as "The Sacred Pink JellyFish").

The city itself is not very big and is surrounded by a perpetual sand storm so no one can find it. But while it is itself "isolated" and cut off from civilization, the entire area around the desert, is a vast "Arabian Nights" x "Ancient Egypt" style human metropolis, with huge pyramids and mosques, a palace, lots of adobe style huts kind of built on top of each other, travelling caravans scared about, a huge Gypsy (not Romani, who are different from Gypsies) camp with thousands of people spread across multiple clans, a port on the ocean, rich merchants, pirates, shady market places, etc, etc. The majority of the Human population is the Gypsy caravan, who pretty much run the area, while the actual monarchy doesn't really do anything. The area is super peaceful, no wars or anything; kind of a "Utopia" within what is a mostly war-torn hostile quasi-medieval world setting.

The Desert of the Di'Jinn is actually the place where the main character grew up and he lived with the Di'Jinn thus how he became a wizard, so this region gets mentioned frequently in almost every novel.

Other then that, though, most of the places actually seen in the novels as actual settings the stories take place in are pretty small. Usually coastal Maine or Nova Scotia fishing villages, with fewer then 500 residents each. In most novels, the entire story takes place inside a single building, often a bar/pub/tavern/inn/bed&breakfast, without the characters ever going outside to "experience" the town they are in.

Overall, the series doesn't have a lot of scene descriptions and you don't see too many cities actually described in detail, because the series is character driven rather then plot driven.


So that above, was the original question, I answered and my original answer as it appeared on Reddit... but, after I left Reddit, had myself a bite to eat, and then came back to my computer to write, I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that very few novels in the Quaraun series ever go into any depth of detail into the world he lives in.

That is perhaps one of the things which makes the series rathe uniquie in some ways, because it is largly dialogue based, character drive, written in a very much stage play formate of almost straight up none-stop conversations, with very little narative or descriptions at all.

When there are descriptions, they tend to be in the space of 2 or 3 paragraphs right at the beginning of a new location, to set the scene of where they are, and then jump right into the dialogue and never again do you see a block of narrative text for the next 100 or so pages, with each novel being around 300 pages long.

Now, no reader has ever complained about this.

Readers have certainly complained about other parts of the series, that's for sure. The Quaraun series is by far my most hated, most bitched at, most criticized, most complained about, and certainly my most banned series ever, and even ranks as the first book in American history to be banned by the American government via a First Amendment violating court order issued by the town hall of Old Orchard Beach, a branch of the USA government, who have declared the Quaraun series "too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach". So, yeah, there are certainly no lacked of complaints about the series. But this way I go about writing only a few hundred words of narrative for every 20,000 or so words of dialogue, is something not one reader has ever brought up in a negative light.

Quite the contrary, I've had several readers say they liked the fast flow of dialogue and the fact that the story stays with the characters beginning to end, never taking a break from hem to look around.

In any case, I am left to wonder... would readers complain if I started including more narrative scenes and more description of the world Quaraun lives in, or would readers rather I left to writing it as I do now, and allowing their imaginations to fill up Quaraun world as their own brains see fit?







Sounds like Maine and Quebec. :P Most of what I write is set in Maine and/or Quebec because that's where I grew up.

A reader asked me once:

"Why is he (main character, Quaraun) always sick?"

I wrote back and answered:

"Because he lives in Maine. He's trudging through 3 feet of snow, 8 months of the year. You'd be sick all the time with cold wet feet too!"

Another reader asked me once:

"Why is there so much snow in all your stories?"

I answered:

"*Reads question. Looks out window. Can't see outside as the snow is too deep and goes over the roof of my house. Tries to think of answer for reader. Writes back -'I write what I know.'*"


Above, was the original comment, I answered and my original answer as it appeared on Reddit... now for further comments added here after the fact.

It occurs to me, that while in my previous answer to the question above, which detailed a vast hot desert metropolis, that you actually very rarely see hot or even remotely warm, weather in the Quaraun series.

I especially noticed this fact when CosPlaying secondary character BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, at PortCon Maine this summer.

Because of the extreme cold of the primary setting of the series (Inuvjak, Quebec) Unicorn is usually seen in a cloak made of black fur, covered with a hooded cloak made of dozens of various animal pelts.

I have and wear both of the fur coats described in the novels. And in the winter, I really do wear them and it's a nice 80F inside that fur coat, even when it's -40F degrees (as it often is here). But try wearing that thing on a 90F heatwave (which rarely happens but did this year) in June! 

I did just that.

I tossed the 200 year old fur pelt patch hooded cloak (which you often see me wearing in my YouTube vlogs) back in the closet and went with just the black fur cape, seen below.

By the 2nd day of the convention I was without the cape.

And by the 3rd day of the convention I was without the wig as well.

In the winter I can and do, wear this outfit every day, and thus I know how to describe moving, walking, and doing every day things while wearing this outfit. With the winters we get, you WANT and NEED an outfit like this if you are going to be moving around outside. But wear it in the summer? Nope. Not gonna work.

Being a Fashion History/Dressmaking & Design Major, one of the things that pisses me off about various fantasy novels, movies, and especially video games is the levels inaccuracy in the fashions of the world. By this I mean, women prancing around in metal bikinis in a sub-zero arctic region, just to show off her cleavage. Okay, if shes on a beach or in a jungle, the bikini matches the weather, but, when it's below zero with howling winds, knee deep in snow, and the men are huddled up freezing their asses off wrapped up in furs, why the heck is the woman prancing around half naked, freezing her tits off and acting like she is immune to the cold?

Now if you've read the Quaraun series you know Quaraun wears extremely impractical, often super slutty cloths, which rarely are appropriate for the weather he's in. However, you also see him suffering the consequences of this vanity, by having sniffles, shivering, complaining he's cold then refusing to put a coat on, wearing high heels in a blizzard then getting sick from cold wet feet the next day. Yes, he's running around like a scantily dressed, half naked slutty whore of a prostitute in the dead of winter, but he's not doing so without suffering the heath consequences that go with such foolishness.

Unicorn on the other hand is wrapped up in furs on top of furs and warm as a clam on a hot summer day. He's also laughing at Quaraun and picking on Quaraun's hugely inappropriate fashion sense every step of the way, while also offering the poor half frozen Elf a for cloak to wear, which the vain, slutty Elf is refusing to take on account of it'll hide his figure and he's got one hell of a figure to show off.

This aspect of Quaraun's character, specifically makes fun of the bikini clad babes that you see fighting half naked, knee deep in snow, along side their fully fur wrapped male companions, which you see on almost every 4th ED Dungeons and Dragons book cover.

I think, when building your world, fashion should be a part of the world building process, at least to the extent that characters are dressed appropriately for the weather they are in, or are suffering the consequences of being inappropriately dressed.

And as with the cold weather being unfit for scantily clad bikini babes, so too is the desert. In fact, even more so. Have you ever noticed how desert cultures always wear very similar long flowing dress/robe/caftans - both the men and the women, along with wearing veils, again, both the men and the women doing so?

It is not by chance that every single desert culture across the planet does this.  This type of fashion, protect them from sunburn, heat stroke, and the frigid cold at night once the sun sets. You never see exposed skin or skin tight clothing, and you never see pants. The loose cloth acts as an air conditioner, holding cold air around your body. The more layers of robes you wear, the more layers of cool air get trapped in between each layer. In a desert, you are actually cooler if you wear 4 or 5 robes on top of each other, then if you wore just one.

As for pants, you won't walk long in a desert wearing pants before you realize sand gets into every nook and cranny, and especially likes to get stuck in the folds of skin where your legs meet your torso. Pants then hold that sand there at "the panty leg line" and after 20 minutes of walking in pants, you'll be sand papered red, blistered, and if you don't stop and pull those pants off fast, those blisters will start bleeding, and you'll be on your back for 2 or 3 weeks waiting for those burning welts to heal. (Remember - wounds heal VERY SLOWLY in a desert region as the heat slows your bodies ability to fight infection, making you heal slower and causing you to become infected.

How often do you see a novel describe "hot sweltering nights" in a desert region? You know that author never set foot in an ice cold desert at night. As hot as a desert is in the day, it's just as cold at night. Sand cools fast without the blazing hot sun keeping it heated.

And did you know, that the head wraps and veils are soaked in ice water before putting them on their heads? Then, as they cross the desert, they not only stop to drink from their water pouches but also pour the water over their heads to re-wet the veils?

Plus the veil is not just tossed over your head, but they've got a wadded up cloth, soaked in water, on top of their head, under the veil.

The same actually applies in super cold regions, where again, you often see lots of layers, loose fitting, and no pants. Scottish Highlands and Japan are two prime examples of this, where you see very cold weather and men who do not wear pants but in stead where a large blanket-like cloth, folded and belted to their waist.

In Scotland this is known as The Great Kilt (which s quite different from a kilt/skirt more commonly seen today), while in Japan it is known as the Hakama.

Side note: If your character is Scottish in any time period before the 1500s, keep in mind the Scots of Medieval times were the Picts of Alba, and they were black skinned with whooly hair. The NATIVE/TRUE Scotts were NOT white skinned, red haired, green eyed Celts, who would invade Scotland in the 1400s,

The Picts are the "Native" or "Aboriginal" tribes of Scotland, whom the Scots of today have no DNA blood relation to. The Scots of today are the Roman DNA Celts who invaded Scotland and murdered the Native Scots.

Also the native Scots were very short. Most women were around 4'5" and most men around 5'. They were very tiny, almost small enough to be called pygmies. Remember... they RODE those little Shetland Ponies into battle. Shetland Ponies, small as they are, were plenty big enough for Scottish warriors to ride on. Some of the bog mummies that have been found were only 3 feet tall, and originally thought to be children, but are now known to have been full grown men.

Long touted as mythical folklore, the "Little People" of Scotland are now known to have been very, very real. (In case you're wondering, while in college I was studying them, and actually got to see in person for myself, 3 of these tiny bog mummies, including the 3 foot tall one I just mentioned. They are now today on display in a museum in Portland, Maine if you ever want to see them for yourself.)

A little waif of a white skinned, 10 year old European princess is going to be several inches TALLER then the chubby, black skinned, full grown adult Scotman, of Medieval times.

The Scots of Medieval times were the Picts and were a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT race of people then the Scots of today.

Remember, most of Europe avoided Scotland like the plague in Medieval times due to it's being inhabited "by little dark savages".... Europeans told nightmare tales of "the swarthy skinned little men" who inhabited the hills of Scotland.

Did you read that side note?

Good.

I put it there for a reason.

That reason being that this page is intended to tell you very specifically, how it is I go about my world building for the Quaraun series which is set in the 1400s in Maine (which was called Quebec until 1881, Maine did not exist in the 1400s)

The main characters of the series are a pair of Gypsies:

  • one a Frenchman (Quaraun) who was taken in by Persian Gypsies as a child and was raised as one of them, though he technically does not have Gypsy DNA.
  • the other (King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn), being a very short, black skinned, Asian Scottish King, and is in fact a Pictish-Persian Scottish Gypsy, portrayed accurately

Unicorn is only 5'1" tall, has a thick set stocky build

And yes, that does mean, those photos you just saw were of a "white" woman, CosPlaying a black man. In actuality I am not as "white" as people think I am, because I am my self in fact a Pictist-Persian Scottish Gypsy.

SIDE NOTE: The Medieval Scots wore kimono looking silk robes and pointed red shoes and the great kilt has far more in common with the hakama then most people realize.

In around 800s, a group of Jewish, Persian Gypsies settled in Alba and intermarried with the Picts.

Because of this is was not uncommon from 800 to 1400s to see Black-Asian Scotsmen wearing silk kimono under their woolen great kilts, and wraped in fur animal skins.

The Picts often painted their skin with blue and red patterns, were frequently tattooed, had huge ropes of dreadlocs, and practiced the art of shrinking heads, with clan kings often having many heads of their enemies hanging from their belts.

This group would go one to break into 3 groups:

  • The Scottish Gypsies
  • The Tinkers
  • The Scottish Travellers

Medieval Scotland had a very "Native American Indian" lifestyle, with small tribal clans, living in very mobile tent/yurt/tee-pee structures. 

If your Medieval world is Scottish, your character would have worn silk kimono and fur skins, had black skin, sported dreadlocks and tattoos, and lived with with their family in a small tent like structure that could be set up and taken down in minutes, and was only used for sleeping in.

His family would have moved seasonally following herds in winter, and heading for orchard regions in summer. Keeping in mind oranges grow in Scotland and would have been one of the fruit she commonly eats when they were in season.

His family would have been DRAMATICLY different from the rest of Medieval Europe, as they would have been horse breeders, with vast herds of tiny Shetland ponies, and they would have been hunter/gathers, not farmers. 

He would NOT have lived in a castle, though some clans did build small round stone huts with leather skins for the roof for use in winter and migrated to those.

He would NOT have had servants.

Depending on his clan, he might have been well versed in either the Torah or the Koran/Quarn. 

Being half Hebrew (black "Bible" Jew usually on her father's side) he would be seen by most white Kasha Jews as "an Elohem Mongral".

These Persian Hebrews, because their Hebrew fathers had married Persian women, were cast out of Jewish society and no longer recognized as Jewish. For a while they lived with their Muslim "cousins", but were cast out of here too for their refusal to become Muslim. Most of them practiced a form of witchcraft called "Hoodoo". They were known by most people as "The Magi" or "Magicians" and practiced Astrology, divination, Necromancy (channeling the spirits of the dead), and used gemstones for scrying.

They are what is know by most Americans as "the classic Gypsy fortune tellers". They have no relation to the Romania Gypsyes who come from India and Spain.

They left Scotland in around the 1300s to 1400s, staying in Egypt for a few years, where they were called by the Europeans "The Gypsies" which means "the people who live among the Egyptians".

In the 1500s when the Romani arrived in Europe, they were mistakenly refereed to as Gypsies due to the similarities of their dress and culture. However, the Romany are NOT Gypsies and the Gypsies are NOT Romani. The two groups are completely separate cultures/races/ethnicity. 

If your Medieval character is Scottish, he would have been deeply religious, with knowledge in the Bible, the Torah, and the Koran, but would be a devote practitioner of extremely "pagan" witchcraft like spiritual worship. His focus would be not on worshiping a deity, but rather on paying respect to the DiJinn (Persian Faeries) and Faeries (2 very similar types of nature spirits.)

Everything he does, from eating, to milking the cow, would be done by first kneeling to say thank you to the spirits. He will be praying on beads, multiple times every hour of the day. His religious customs would look very "Muslim" to most Christian, though he would not himself identify as Muslim.

As they put no value in material wealth, even the Kings had no houses and lived in tent like structures, the kings being more tribal chiefs then actual kings.







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