Monthly Archives: July 2013


Elf Sketch

Elf Sketch


Posted by on July 30, 2013 in Penn's Diary


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Cable One is the worst of the worst. I apologize for not posting as much lately, but it is not my fault (honestly). We, and by “we” I mean my wife, set up to have Cable One shut off cable at our old place and install cable at our new house. We (she) did this a full week ahead of schedule to make sure that it was taken care of. On the appropriate day, however, the cable was not installed. We (she) called to check on this problem, and we were told that it would take a full week before we could get our cable because they were busy.

Apparently, they were too bust to do their job in the first place. We were told this would be taken care of. We (she) made sure that we were ahead of the game. So, there was no arguing with them and we waited our full week. Keep in mind that my wife and I both have online classes and the semester was coming to a close. We had papers due, and I had quizzes and tests to submit. We found a way to get it all taken care of during that week.

Then comes the day the cable is due to be installed once again. They call my wife, and she doesn’t answer the phone but calls them quickly back. The man from Cable One assures us that he will be here to set it up. At 6 o’clock I call and am reaffirmed that it will indeed be hooked up. At 8:45 I call once again and I am told that we will not be able to get our cable for another 9 days. Are you kidding me?

I call the next day with names and numbers and times. I mean, I am furious at this point. When I call to try to straighten out what I can’t imagine could be seen as anything but a glaring omission on their part, the lady on the other end of the line immediately states that they tried to call and we did not answer the phone. I poured out my anger, I channeled my inner Jules from Pulp Fiction. After a few simple sentences, spoken in a manner that made it clear where I stood, we ended up (finally) getting our cable installed that day.

So, that is why my posts have been suffering. However, I am back in business now.


Posted by on July 25, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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Castor Troy (directly influenced by FF)



Posted by on July 18, 2013 in Penn's Diary


Anthropology Test



I had an Anthropology test today. Homo Erectus, Homo Sapien, Primates, and all that jazz. I ended up making an A, but it took me nearly two hours to complete 75 questions. Now I don’t know how many of you have answered 75 anthropology questions, but I admire any one who has taken on this daunting task. This was my midterm, and I am certain that the final is only going to get worse.

Wish me luck as I continue.


Posted by on July 14, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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Pollux Troy from Demon Wrought

Pollux Troy


Posted by on July 13, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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New Premise for the Kraken’s Wake



My schooling is making it very hard to post the kind of short stories I would like. So, I plan on sharing with all of you my dealings with school as well as my pictures and stories (as I can write them). My hope is that, by sharing my experiences, I can somehow help or inspire someone else.

My goal is to become a high school English teacher. It would be nice to also attempt to coach a sport of some sort while I am teaching, but this not a necessity.

Join me as this journey takes a new path.


Posted by on July 11, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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O’ Moon

O’ Moon

Wondrous parasite

Making a name for yourself

By using the light of another

But you have done well so far

For we look upon you with wonder

You conjure within us

Hope, in the darkest of night

Lovers gaze upon you

With romantic lunacy

All the while you remain

An inconsistent reflection

Of what you can never be

O’ Moon

Most clever satellite

Magnificent farce

I admire you still


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Penn Darvel

Penn Darvel

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Posted by on July 8, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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Favorite Ties That Bind Character (Vote Today)

Bynn Al Tor

Bynn Al Tor




Tiranis / Tira Al Lung











The Jaguar

The Jaguar




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Posted by on July 6, 2013 in From the Desk of the Author


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Ties That Bind (Chapter 11)


Ties That Bind

Chapter 11

Illusions Fall

The demon monkey stared out from one eye into a stone bowl of blood as he sat curled upon his throne. He didn’t recognize his reflection. Perhaps it was the battered and empty socket or the elongated canines, but Morgath was no longer familiar with the image that stared back at him.

“You promised no more pain,” Morgath angrily accused his reflection. “You said it would go away.” There was genuine sadness in his voice, the kind of sadness that makes someone do something they know they will later regret. Morgath didn’t care about regret. The monkey knocked the blood bowl from his throne, tired of the hunger that never seemed to be sated.


Kaa was the first of the Silkwood elves to reach the small group, and he was quickly followed by about a dozen archers. “You have to get out of here,” he called to his daughter, Vaidon.

“We just got here,” Qari argued as he picked some prickly seeds from Rolo’s fur.

Vaidon, who could hear the sincere concern in her father’s voice, stiffened. The jaguar sensed the tension and mistook her rigidity; with a growl, he placed himself between father and daughter. Vaidon had no time for the overprotective cat, and pushed its face away with both hands as she made her way to Kaa. “What is going on?” she asked.

“Tira plans on taking Silkwood,” Kaa answered quickly. There was no time to mince words; Tira Al Lung would surely greet Bynn and Vaidon any moment. “I don’t know her exact plan yet, but I will find it out. Until I do, I don’t want you in the city.”

“We need food,” Calidorn stated plainly, “All of us.”

Kaa threw Bynn a satchel full of food. Then he reached over and took the quivers off of two of the elves and passed those to Bynn as well.

“Thank you,” Bynn managed. He knew to trust Kaa through years of hunting next to him for so many years. There was fear in Kaa’s eyes, the kind of fear that Bynn had not seen even when the hunter had looked upon the face of a dragon. Something had happened while they had been away, but there was no time to discuss it now.

Vaidon gave her father a hug, and Kaa wrapped his arm around her. One of the elven archers gave a bird call signaling the approach of Tira Al Lung and her servant Munkus. “I love you, daddy.”


Tira approached just as the group had escaped into the woods. Immediately, she sent Munkus after them. The lion-like groundling dropped to all fours and started giving chase.

“Looks like you were too late,” Kaa teased. “I told you not to doubt my daughter and Bynn.”

Tira was tired of Kaa and his constant taunting. She was tired of her elven form. Tiranis was longing to break free from the simple elven skin she had been wearing. Then it happened; a combination of too many emotions and a one-armed elf laughing in her face caused Tira to lose control to Tiranis.

Kaa didn’t even try to run as the noble elf in front of him dropped down to her knees and started her transformation into a purple dragon. He knew something was evil inside of her, and now he knew what it was. The elven archers looked on, paralyzed in fear.

Still Kaa kept pushing Tiranis, even as she changed. “Bynn already killed one of your kind, and you will be next.”

Tiranis turned her head slightly as she remembered her mother. In an instant, the purple dragon was on top of the elf. She ripped him apart, partly for her mother but mostly because it had been so long since she had tasted the blood of an elf.

The elven archers did not even raise their bows. They were terrified, both of fighting a dragon and of attacking a noble elf. The confusion gave Tiranis a chance to speak. Her words were truthful and also laced with magical influence. By the time she finished her speech, the elves fully believed that a dragon was their only hope for survival against the blood monkeys and the vengeful trolls.


Munkus quickly caught up with the group using a combination of teleportation and natural speed. The jaguar turned to fight the groundling, hoping that it would buy the others some time to escape. The two great cats fought a terrible battle, but it was a fight that the jaguar had no hopes of winning. When Munkus realized that natural weapons would not be enough against such a large opponent, the groundling resorted to his earth magic. The jaguar was confined in a tangle of vines. Tiranis’ instructions were clear, “Do not harm them. I want them alive.”

The jaguar’s sacrifice was successful, however. Bynn, Vaidon, Qari and Rolo, Batoonsta and Calidorn all got away from the dragon and her groundling pet.


Posted by on July 6, 2013 in Penn's Diary


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