I haven't posted all of my prep work but figured this is a good one to post for all to see.
The List
1. Internet in general
2. Twitter
3. Blogger - My Blogs & Others
4. Boyfriend
5. Sleep
6. Homework
7. Work (if I get a job)
8. Other Novels
9. NaNoWriMo web site and forums
10. TV & Movies
11. Family
12. Thanksgiving
Schedule
Some procrastination in morning/mid day as a form to wake up. Some allowed if it helps me write. The rest is for after daily goal has been exceeded. I write better at night, so may stay up late for most of the month if need be, most likely. Doing the writing in the office, away from the computer to avoid TV/Movies. Week before Thanksgiving week parents will be gone so can do whatever I want at home. May have to clean cupboards but can also write a lot. Try to get done early.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
NaNo Prep - Monday's Letter to Me
(Note: blogfest entries are located below.) This is my letter to myself about how awesome I am and that I'll win this year for NaNoWriMo.
Dear Me,
I am awesome; and shall not forget that! Don't listen to the naysayer's that suggest skipping nano and taking a break from writing because I know better. I am a writer and I shall prevail past those pesky 50,000 words during National Novel Writing Month and win for a second year. But more importantly, I will prevail in finally writing the elven epic fantasy novel for me. It is one of my first most epic ideas ever. It will be great to set my insecurities aside about the genre, my capabilities, and the task at writing such a non-standalone first novel to a series.
Just remember: while the internet can be useful for writing, and the music helps to get those words flowing, don't allow the web sites and twitter to distract from the task at hand. It's okay to sometimes check email and work on things that need to get done but don't get sucked into the Internet for hours on ends when you could be writing. It's a long month but not that long and there are 50,000+ words to accomplish to read the goal and a win. Maybe use the distraction demon as a reward for great amounts of writing that gets accomplished.
What will this years method be to succeed? I can't do the same as 2008 since I'm no longer living on my own in Utah, but I can change the in house office room in order to get away from the television set. There might be a couple write ins, either in Laramie or Casper, but remember to only go to a few because the method to write a lot is not to travel since it's hard to write and drive at the same time. Remember to take some practices from March since that was the most successful writing month thus far. Even challenge yourself to do better this month. Because now you know you're capable of writing more and that knowledge should give the confidence needed to fight through the month of writing. Granted, it's not an excuse for ignoring the real world but it's possible to write and still have a life off the computer and that we're going to prove this month. Pshaw to anyone who says you should be taking a break from writing. That's crazy and instead I can enjoy the fun insanity of nanowrimo and writing a typical but different version of an epic fantasy.
Now to talk about celebration because this year you are going to celebrate success. Didn't celebrate in 2010 much, and didn't celebrate aside from talking about it online after writing 67,000 words in March. So, think of some reward once you make it past 50,000 words for NaNoWriMo 2010. Get a nanowrimo winner t-shirt, donate to the cause and maybe get another special prize like a trip to Barnes and Noble. Yay. Oh, and get a cookie from the special cookie place in Cheyenne (the type with the special frosting).
Have fun and Write!
Sincerely,
Me
Dear Me,
I am awesome; and shall not forget that! Don't listen to the naysayer's that suggest skipping nano and taking a break from writing because I know better. I am a writer and I shall prevail past those pesky 50,000 words during National Novel Writing Month and win for a second year. But more importantly, I will prevail in finally writing the elven epic fantasy novel for me. It is one of my first most epic ideas ever. It will be great to set my insecurities aside about the genre, my capabilities, and the task at writing such a non-standalone first novel to a series.
Just remember: while the internet can be useful for writing, and the music helps to get those words flowing, don't allow the web sites and twitter to distract from the task at hand. It's okay to sometimes check email and work on things that need to get done but don't get sucked into the Internet for hours on ends when you could be writing. It's a long month but not that long and there are 50,000+ words to accomplish to read the goal and a win. Maybe use the distraction demon as a reward for great amounts of writing that gets accomplished.
What will this years method be to succeed? I can't do the same as 2008 since I'm no longer living on my own in Utah, but I can change the in house office room in order to get away from the television set. There might be a couple write ins, either in Laramie or Casper, but remember to only go to a few because the method to write a lot is not to travel since it's hard to write and drive at the same time. Remember to take some practices from March since that was the most successful writing month thus far. Even challenge yourself to do better this month. Because now you know you're capable of writing more and that knowledge should give the confidence needed to fight through the month of writing. Granted, it's not an excuse for ignoring the real world but it's possible to write and still have a life off the computer and that we're going to prove this month. Pshaw to anyone who says you should be taking a break from writing. That's crazy and instead I can enjoy the fun insanity of nanowrimo and writing a typical but different version of an epic fantasy.
Now to talk about celebration because this year you are going to celebrate success. Didn't celebrate in 2010 much, and didn't celebrate aside from talking about it online after writing 67,000 words in March. So, think of some reward once you make it past 50,000 words for NaNoWriMo 2010. Get a nanowrimo winner t-shirt, donate to the cause and maybe get another special prize like a trip to Barnes and Noble. Yay. Oh, and get a cookie from the special cookie place in Cheyenne (the type with the special frosting).
Have fun and Write!
Sincerely,
Me
Merry Halloween Blogfest
Yeah. So, I was going to write for this blogfest last night but got distracted. Also, I couldn't decide between writing Cinder with Halloween costumes or writing a horror-ish story. Fail on my part cause I'm not good at horror and I didn't write anything last night. The Cinder idea is a bit colorful in language, so I think I'm going to post something else (sorry Cinder fans).
Blogfest
The lovely Mia is hosting the blogfest, so go check out her blog of awesomeness at literary jam and toast. We're supposed to post something ghoulish since Halloween is coming up. I just posted the serial killer flash fiction I wrote on WDC a long time ago. Enjoy and sorry for taking so long to post.
Entry - Not So Funny
"Almost done." Budders the Clown set aside his ink needle before backing away to look at his handy work. He took a minute to wipe off the sweat from his forehead and then went over to his vanity stand. After a fresh application of white make-up he returned to his project.
"What do you think Celia?" He waited for her answer and then nodded in agreement. "You're right, as usual. The black hair with the purple and green dress will look gorgeous."
Budders went to get the dress and then began the process of setting up his new mannequin so that he could prepare her for the new wardrobe. There still were a couple of pressing matters that needed to happen before the dressing stage. He wasn't one to rush into things but this doll excited him more than most of the others. He hadn't felt this in a long time; the energy and desire.
"I really need to clean up around here. This place is such a mess and not suitable for the company of a refined woman." Budders muttered half to himself and half to his lovely blonde Celia.
He went to the work of spraying the important sealant over the ivory skin of his new model. Didn't want the skin to get damaged or have traces of dirt or any other material. With the coat on he could then affix the luscious black wig. The hair felt as soft as silk and had the sweet smell of island flowers.
"Perfect." Budders nodded as he finished with the dress.
Cleaning up took him a lot longer than he liked but it was a necessary hassle when it came to mannequin making. If the shop wasn't spotless and all evidence properly disposed he would have big problems.
Budders winked. "Can't have evidence just lying around."
Once the area was clean and everything stowed away, he broke out the champagne. With a full glass he toasted his new woman, or the new version of the woman he'd met in the grocery store. "Here's to you. My beautiful Savannah."
Blogfest
The lovely Mia is hosting the blogfest, so go check out her blog of awesomeness at literary jam and toast. We're supposed to post something ghoulish since Halloween is coming up. I just posted the serial killer flash fiction I wrote on WDC a long time ago. Enjoy and sorry for taking so long to post.
Entry - Not So Funny
"Almost done." Budders the Clown set aside his ink needle before backing away to look at his handy work. He took a minute to wipe off the sweat from his forehead and then went over to his vanity stand. After a fresh application of white make-up he returned to his project.
"What do you think Celia?" He waited for her answer and then nodded in agreement. "You're right, as usual. The black hair with the purple and green dress will look gorgeous."
Budders went to get the dress and then began the process of setting up his new mannequin so that he could prepare her for the new wardrobe. There still were a couple of pressing matters that needed to happen before the dressing stage. He wasn't one to rush into things but this doll excited him more than most of the others. He hadn't felt this in a long time; the energy and desire.
"I really need to clean up around here. This place is such a mess and not suitable for the company of a refined woman." Budders muttered half to himself and half to his lovely blonde Celia.
He went to the work of spraying the important sealant over the ivory skin of his new model. Didn't want the skin to get damaged or have traces of dirt or any other material. With the coat on he could then affix the luscious black wig. The hair felt as soft as silk and had the sweet smell of island flowers.
"Perfect." Budders nodded as he finished with the dress.
Cleaning up took him a lot longer than he liked but it was a necessary hassle when it came to mannequin making. If the shop wasn't spotless and all evidence properly disposed he would have big problems.
Budders winked. "Can't have evidence just lying around."
Once the area was clean and everything stowed away, he broke out the champagne. With a full glass he toasted his new woman, or the new version of the woman he'd met in the grocery store. "Here's to you. My beautiful Savannah."
Monday, October 25, 2010
Never-Ending Blogfest, aka Cliffhanger
This is a pretty cool blogfest, not only for the topic but also the prize. Sure, I don't enter blogfests with the purpose of trying to win something but it's hard not to mention how cool it was that the host has a prize C.A Marshall (whom people should follow her blog too). Check out the blogpost about the blogfest for more details at Brenda Drake's blog.
The Blogfest Details
Post a scene that is 500 words or less, which has a "rocking cliffhanger." Any genre is allowed. Just has to leave the reader hanging (wanting more). They have to be posted on the 25th, by 8am eastern.
My Story
Yep. For those that have had to suffer through the past couple of blogfests I've written scenes for can breathe a sigh of relief. I'm posting something from Cinder Story for this one.
Entry (491 words)
The freezing cold air existed in sweet relief, contrasting to the stiff, overheated existence of the stuffy elitist people in the somewhat crowded ballroom where Jack had spent the last two hours trying not to pull at his uncomfortable black tuxedo and bow tie. Feeling out of place had long ago become a normal existence for the evening and all he could do was hope the night would end soon because being out at an event with his boss' wife had received enough gossip to cause some discomfort.
"There you are." Mrs. Mann appeared on the balcony, small sections of her dress not clinging to her body fluttered in the light breeze. "Would hate for people to think my date had left me or found someone else." She laughed before putting her hand on his arm. "I need to showcase you a little more, and then we can leave. First to leave is tacky but last to leave is terribly undesired."
"Yes, ma'am." Jack nodded and then bit his lip. He forgot again. "I mean, Corinne." He allowed himself to be led back to the uncomfortable evening with a few drinks to blur the edge of discomfort of dealing with women he didn't know.
Things went smooth, with the gossip remaining based off mere assumptions, until the last moments of the night. Jack kept his hands to himself and did the expected acts of a gentlemen, receiving only the expected looks of intrigue as people tried to figure out his connection to Corrine. Leaving after a long goodnight to the hostess, Jack kept his professional approach up to the very end, even walking her to her bedroom.
"Such a sweet gentleman, you are," Corrine laughed, a warm blush still existing in her face from drinking champagne. "I thank you, sir, for escorting me tonight." All of a sudden, she grabbed Jack by the collar of his rented tux and pulled him in, planting her enhanced lips onto his for a brief second before letting him go. Then she went into the master bedroom, shutting the double doors behind her.
It took Jack a few seconds of constant blinking to recover. Unable to do anything about the incident, he stumbled down to his small room to crash onto his bed with the hope of nothing bad coming from the awkward night he'd been subjected to in the name of keeping his job.
The next morning arrived with the memory of the night combined with a dull ache that existed within his temples. A loud knocking didn't help the pain either. Stumbling out of bed, he made sure he was relieved to have fallen asleep in pants and a worn t-shirt, so he could answer the door in a timely fashion and not indecent. His boss stood at the door, already dressed in a business suit.
He entered the room, not waiting for Jack to offer, as he said, "We need to talk."
The Blogfest Details
Post a scene that is 500 words or less, which has a "rocking cliffhanger." Any genre is allowed. Just has to leave the reader hanging (wanting more). They have to be posted on the 25th, by 8am eastern.
My Story
Yep. For those that have had to suffer through the past couple of blogfests I've written scenes for can breathe a sigh of relief. I'm posting something from Cinder Story for this one.
Entry (491 words)
The freezing cold air existed in sweet relief, contrasting to the stiff, overheated existence of the stuffy elitist people in the somewhat crowded ballroom where Jack had spent the last two hours trying not to pull at his uncomfortable black tuxedo and bow tie. Feeling out of place had long ago become a normal existence for the evening and all he could do was hope the night would end soon because being out at an event with his boss' wife had received enough gossip to cause some discomfort.
"There you are." Mrs. Mann appeared on the balcony, small sections of her dress not clinging to her body fluttered in the light breeze. "Would hate for people to think my date had left me or found someone else." She laughed before putting her hand on his arm. "I need to showcase you a little more, and then we can leave. First to leave is tacky but last to leave is terribly undesired."
"Yes, ma'am." Jack nodded and then bit his lip. He forgot again. "I mean, Corinne." He allowed himself to be led back to the uncomfortable evening with a few drinks to blur the edge of discomfort of dealing with women he didn't know.
Things went smooth, with the gossip remaining based off mere assumptions, until the last moments of the night. Jack kept his hands to himself and did the expected acts of a gentlemen, receiving only the expected looks of intrigue as people tried to figure out his connection to Corrine. Leaving after a long goodnight to the hostess, Jack kept his professional approach up to the very end, even walking her to her bedroom.
"Such a sweet gentleman, you are," Corrine laughed, a warm blush still existing in her face from drinking champagne. "I thank you, sir, for escorting me tonight." All of a sudden, she grabbed Jack by the collar of his rented tux and pulled him in, planting her enhanced lips onto his for a brief second before letting him go. Then she went into the master bedroom, shutting the double doors behind her.
It took Jack a few seconds of constant blinking to recover. Unable to do anything about the incident, he stumbled down to his small room to crash onto his bed with the hope of nothing bad coming from the awkward night he'd been subjected to in the name of keeping his job.
The next morning arrived with the memory of the night combined with a dull ache that existed within his temples. A loud knocking didn't help the pain either. Stumbling out of bed, he made sure he was relieved to have fallen asleep in pants and a worn t-shirt, so he could answer the door in a timely fashion and not indecent. His boss stood at the door, already dressed in a business suit.
He entered the room, not waiting for Jack to offer, as he said, "We need to talk."
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Monster Mash Blogfest
Don't worry. I didn't forget that I'd signed up for the blogfest, I just didn't write my entry beforehand because I was sick. So, my entry is being written and posted as soon as I can get it done. To check out other entries in today's festival of ghoulish fun, go to www.rohmorgon.com/blog.
Blogfest Details
Story should contain at least one, if not more, supernatural (monster) creature. I put in the monster part cause it's called a monster mash but technically the rules just call for supernatural creatures. Having more than one kind of creature is preferred cause it's a mash so that's more fun than having one kind.
999 words limit is also recommended and I second this rule because posts that are super long are ones I tend to skip over when reading.
Story
Since this blogfest involves supernatural creatures, it was either write a halloween costume segment for Cinder Story or to write something else with actual supernatural creatures. So, fans of Cinder, you'll have to wait for the next blogfest but I promise the cliffhanger one will feature Jack. Instead I'm going to write from a story that has a cult type setting. It's in first person, currently, with a male main character that I haven't actually figured out his real name yet. The story is one that people tend to either like or not like at all, but I love the idea still. The entry may get long because I wrote it here in blogger and didn't do a word count. (Also, I had to write half of it twice cause blogger didn't save like it usually does and when I tried to publish it said I wasn't signed in so I lost half of what I wrote and had to redo it.)
Entry
The world is full of dark, scary things. Monsters troll the night with ever haunting to cause fright and it is only those who find their light can fight the dark they find within. And yet, I find nothing but voices. Voices that squack, grown and never shut up.
"Boy!"
I shake from the trance I had staring out across the one glimpse of open space provided in this jungle of a private so-called zoo. "Yes?" I hate when he calls me boy, such a demeaning term, but I can't snap at him unless I want a beating. Ridiculous to be almost thirty and at the whim of some other man, no matter his kindness of keeping me alive. At least he could say it in that foreign language the others seem to speak, that way I wouldn't know for sure he was being a condescending putz.
"We don't have all day for this tour. Let's keep moving."
"Yes, Master." Stupid, self-centered, son of a...
"This way, boy." His distinguished stature never changed, not even amidst the muck filled lands that existed in the middle of his zoo. He walked with confident strides, probably from the knowledge that every creature, every bit of land belonged to him. Doesn't even look down walking across a pathway covered in poisonous creepy crawly things.
Not even sure what they are but they have similar annoying voices that insects and spiders have inside my head, but they move out of the way for him. For me it's a different story. They cover the walkway again so I can't even see the ground. Could you clear some space to let me through, please. I ask them, inside my head. With some snickering and mass voices talking at the same time, they give enough space for me to tiptoe across. I get a look from Master but he doesn't say anything again until we get to another long section of overgrown cages.
We pass the path I took my first night in this strange land, the night I met him. At the end of that path is the huge gorilla couple. They aren't quite King Kong size but definitely larger than normal. Most would consider them to be scary cause of that but seeing the one share his food with his mate made it hard to view them that way anymore.
"Do you know the difference between man and monster?" Master asks me, but doesn't give much than a couple of seconds before he speaks again. He never gives me time to answer questions but he doesn't care if I have an answer either. "Fear. The monster doesn't have anything to fear. Man thinks he is the ruler over all the lands but he is afraid, and that weakness is what will cause his downfall."
He talks about man as if he isn't one and that is creepy. I don't know what to say, so instead look into the cage we are standing near.
Seeing my distraction, he steps over to some machine, pressing a few buttons. From the depths of the mechanical odd monstrosity tossed a bloody steak that didn't even have the chance to hit the ground. With a flash of black, it was gone. The sign on the cage says "were-jaguar"but the animal moved too fast for me to tell exactly what it looked like.
"Seriously, boy," this time he snaps his fingers towards Master's side as he'd gotten ahead of me again. "Do I need to put a damn leash on you just so you'll keep up?"
I ignore the next few cages, not bothering to look for any animals as I catch up to him. Then he stops again, staring at me in that glare that makes me uncomfortable because he's trying to decide something about me and I never know what it is that he gets when he looks at me. So, I look at the cage were are standing near. The clearing is empty but I can sense something lurking in the shadows of the brush that exist on the edges of the cage. Then it jumps out against the wire of the cage, claws sinking in and teeth exposed in a deep growl. Well, the noise that hits my ear is a growl. What I hear in my head is more of a Boo! and then it giggles.
"There is one question you need to consider, if you are to survive here." Master is speaking to me again so I ignore the creature that is trying to garner a little attention. Then he gives the question he has been building up to this whole conversation. "Are you afraid?"
Blogfest Details
Story should contain at least one, if not more, supernatural (monster) creature. I put in the monster part cause it's called a monster mash but technically the rules just call for supernatural creatures. Having more than one kind of creature is preferred cause it's a mash so that's more fun than having one kind.
999 words limit is also recommended and I second this rule because posts that are super long are ones I tend to skip over when reading.
Story
Since this blogfest involves supernatural creatures, it was either write a halloween costume segment for Cinder Story or to write something else with actual supernatural creatures. So, fans of Cinder, you'll have to wait for the next blogfest but I promise the cliffhanger one will feature Jack. Instead I'm going to write from a story that has a cult type setting. It's in first person, currently, with a male main character that I haven't actually figured out his real name yet. The story is one that people tend to either like or not like at all, but I love the idea still. The entry may get long because I wrote it here in blogger and didn't do a word count. (Also, I had to write half of it twice cause blogger didn't save like it usually does and when I tried to publish it said I wasn't signed in so I lost half of what I wrote and had to redo it.)
Entry
The world is full of dark, scary things. Monsters troll the night with ever haunting to cause fright and it is only those who find their light can fight the dark they find within. And yet, I find nothing but voices. Voices that squack, grown and never shut up.
"Boy!"
I shake from the trance I had staring out across the one glimpse of open space provided in this jungle of a private so-called zoo. "Yes?" I hate when he calls me boy, such a demeaning term, but I can't snap at him unless I want a beating. Ridiculous to be almost thirty and at the whim of some other man, no matter his kindness of keeping me alive. At least he could say it in that foreign language the others seem to speak, that way I wouldn't know for sure he was being a condescending putz.
"We don't have all day for this tour. Let's keep moving."
"Yes, Master." Stupid, self-centered, son of a...
"This way, boy." His distinguished stature never changed, not even amidst the muck filled lands that existed in the middle of his zoo. He walked with confident strides, probably from the knowledge that every creature, every bit of land belonged to him. Doesn't even look down walking across a pathway covered in poisonous creepy crawly things.
Not even sure what they are but they have similar annoying voices that insects and spiders have inside my head, but they move out of the way for him. For me it's a different story. They cover the walkway again so I can't even see the ground. Could you clear some space to let me through, please. I ask them, inside my head. With some snickering and mass voices talking at the same time, they give enough space for me to tiptoe across. I get a look from Master but he doesn't say anything again until we get to another long section of overgrown cages.
We pass the path I took my first night in this strange land, the night I met him. At the end of that path is the huge gorilla couple. They aren't quite King Kong size but definitely larger than normal. Most would consider them to be scary cause of that but seeing the one share his food with his mate made it hard to view them that way anymore.
"Do you know the difference between man and monster?" Master asks me, but doesn't give much than a couple of seconds before he speaks again. He never gives me time to answer questions but he doesn't care if I have an answer either. "Fear. The monster doesn't have anything to fear. Man thinks he is the ruler over all the lands but he is afraid, and that weakness is what will cause his downfall."
He talks about man as if he isn't one and that is creepy. I don't know what to say, so instead look into the cage we are standing near.
Seeing my distraction, he steps over to some machine, pressing a few buttons. From the depths of the mechanical odd monstrosity tossed a bloody steak that didn't even have the chance to hit the ground. With a flash of black, it was gone. The sign on the cage says "were-jaguar"but the animal moved too fast for me to tell exactly what it looked like.
"Seriously, boy," this time he snaps his fingers towards Master's side as he'd gotten ahead of me again. "Do I need to put a damn leash on you just so you'll keep up?"
I ignore the next few cages, not bothering to look for any animals as I catch up to him. Then he stops again, staring at me in that glare that makes me uncomfortable because he's trying to decide something about me and I never know what it is that he gets when he looks at me. So, I look at the cage were are standing near. The clearing is empty but I can sense something lurking in the shadows of the brush that exist on the edges of the cage. Then it jumps out against the wire of the cage, claws sinking in and teeth exposed in a deep growl. Well, the noise that hits my ear is a growl. What I hear in my head is more of a Boo! and then it giggles.
"There is one question you need to consider, if you are to survive here." Master is speaking to me again so I ignore the creature that is trying to garner a little attention. Then he gives the question he has been building up to this whole conversation. "Are you afraid?"
Friday, October 22, 2010
NaNo Prep - Object Described
Here is more of a flash fiction showing Daemahrath and the Prince he fell in love with, eventually causing him to be forced to leave the city. But the object is in it, so it counts.
The grass shoots waved under a light breeze, bringing with it a calming sense of solitude. Daemahrath, rolled from his back onto his left side, facing the prince as they both rested in the empty field. A yawn escapes from the lazy rest of an empty afternoon soaking in the warm spring sun.
Kaselon pushed closer, until his body rested against Daemahrath's. Their lips brushed together in a brief kiss. "Have a good nap?" He joked when they were apart again.
"Did I nap?" He tried to pretend it didn't happen, not that it mattered. It had been a week since they'd managed to sneak off together and it felt almost a waste to spend part of that time asleep, but he couldn't help it. The last four days had been busy at the healer's hut to the point of getting no sleep most nights.
"I don't mind watching you sleep. You've been busy as of late." Kaselon sat up, moving over to a bag he'd brought with them on their hike. It contained a few snacks, an animal skin with water, and something else. "I have something I want to give you."
This was enough to get Daemahrath to push himself into an upright position. They'd made sure not to give any physical gifts in case they would get questioned about the objects by someone. So, he couldn't imagine what Kaselon would want to give him. He watched as a covered object, bigger than the size of Kaselon's hand, was pulled from the bag and placed on the ground. After a second of dramatic bravado, the edges of the high quality cloth were moved to expose the gift: a special dagger.
Before it could even be officially offered, Daemahrath tried to turn it down. "I can't accept that. The blade was made for royalty and you earned it from the last formal battle show. It belongs to you, not me."
"Daemah. The only reason I won is because you weren't allowed to compete and I'm pretty sure a few of them let me beat them on purpose. Besides, I have plenty of nice daggers and swords that are all specially crafted just for me. I want you to have this one." Kaselon took the blade in its sheath and formally handed it over.
He let his fingers drift over the dagger, admiring the details. The case and handle were onyx black with gold etchings laid in intricate patterns and script. A pull of the handle exposed a shining blade that also contained the gold intertwined over the surface of the metal near the handle and down the sides of the blade. The edge reflected light from the sun, showing off its sharpness from the slight angle it was held. He couldn't deny, it was magnificent and a tempting offer. Pushing the blade back into the sheath, he shook his head. "No, I can't."
"You have to because I am not taking it back." Kaselon put the cloth back in his bag, closing it. "I'm giving it to you and no more arguing cause I'll pull rank if I have to." With a flash of a smile, he planted another kiss on Daemahrath and settled back down on the grass.
Sighing, Daemahrath gave in and settled back to enjoy the rest of the afternoon.
The grass shoots waved under a light breeze, bringing with it a calming sense of solitude. Daemahrath, rolled from his back onto his left side, facing the prince as they both rested in the empty field. A yawn escapes from the lazy rest of an empty afternoon soaking in the warm spring sun.
Kaselon pushed closer, until his body rested against Daemahrath's. Their lips brushed together in a brief kiss. "Have a good nap?" He joked when they were apart again.
"Did I nap?" He tried to pretend it didn't happen, not that it mattered. It had been a week since they'd managed to sneak off together and it felt almost a waste to spend part of that time asleep, but he couldn't help it. The last four days had been busy at the healer's hut to the point of getting no sleep most nights.
"I don't mind watching you sleep. You've been busy as of late." Kaselon sat up, moving over to a bag he'd brought with them on their hike. It contained a few snacks, an animal skin with water, and something else. "I have something I want to give you."
This was enough to get Daemahrath to push himself into an upright position. They'd made sure not to give any physical gifts in case they would get questioned about the objects by someone. So, he couldn't imagine what Kaselon would want to give him. He watched as a covered object, bigger than the size of Kaselon's hand, was pulled from the bag and placed on the ground. After a second of dramatic bravado, the edges of the high quality cloth were moved to expose the gift: a special dagger.
Before it could even be officially offered, Daemahrath tried to turn it down. "I can't accept that. The blade was made for royalty and you earned it from the last formal battle show. It belongs to you, not me."
"Daemah. The only reason I won is because you weren't allowed to compete and I'm pretty sure a few of them let me beat them on purpose. Besides, I have plenty of nice daggers and swords that are all specially crafted just for me. I want you to have this one." Kaselon took the blade in its sheath and formally handed it over.
He let his fingers drift over the dagger, admiring the details. The case and handle were onyx black with gold etchings laid in intricate patterns and script. A pull of the handle exposed a shining blade that also contained the gold intertwined over the surface of the metal near the handle and down the sides of the blade. The edge reflected light from the sun, showing off its sharpness from the slight angle it was held. He couldn't deny, it was magnificent and a tempting offer. Pushing the blade back into the sheath, he shook his head. "No, I can't."
"You have to because I am not taking it back." Kaselon put the cloth back in his bag, closing it. "I'm giving it to you and no more arguing cause I'll pull rank if I have to." With a flash of a smile, he planted another kiss on Daemahrath and settled back down on the grass.
Sighing, Daemahrath gave in and settled back to enjoy the rest of the afternoon.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
NaNo Prep - political background
Politics of Book 1
The Woodlands: There is one main ruler over the land with a counsel(senate) that helps make decisions. The decisions are enforced by guard (as police official types) that follow the rules given by their superiors. There is also a set of public displays that works for enforcement, because what other people think in the community is considered to be of value.
Mixed City: Two ruler system, queen and queen (lesbian couple) that rule the city though there is some question as to how effective a monarch type rule is on the city dwellers. The system is a bit fractured and the people in the city don't get along as much as outsiders think they do. Within the city, it is a struggle and groups constantly are at battle with no concern of the laws.
Human villages: (taken over by villain) Under the control of the antagonist, though from afar. He has some of his creatures there to guarantee control. The original leaders are mostly still in tact, with a few exceptions, but they all must answer to him. Laws are heavily enforced. (not taken over yet) Own rulers, depending on location and the size of the city. Villages tend to not have a single, ruling over all, type of leader. Law enforcement is a little more lax.
Human fort: One ruler with a counsel of knights (or similar types, the fighters). Down to earth ruler who is very close to everyone in the fort's walls, which holds a small village. Everyone takes their roles in the community seriously, with many helping each other.
Dwarven society: Communal type society with a help each other attitude and no main ruler. Laws aren't as important though there are a few codes that those who violate are scorned for a few days. Then they shrug things off and move on.
Starsatti: similar to woodlands. Some of them came from there so it's a reflection of the old ways but with a few changes made to keep things up with the times. Different views are believed. Before Daem left, things were stricter but it turns out after things left a change was eventually made. The prince becomes king and the rules get fixed that caused him to be banned in the first place.
The Woodlands: There is one main ruler over the land with a counsel(senate) that helps make decisions. The decisions are enforced by guard (as police official types) that follow the rules given by their superiors. There is also a set of public displays that works for enforcement, because what other people think in the community is considered to be of value.
Mixed City: Two ruler system, queen and queen (lesbian couple) that rule the city though there is some question as to how effective a monarch type rule is on the city dwellers. The system is a bit fractured and the people in the city don't get along as much as outsiders think they do. Within the city, it is a struggle and groups constantly are at battle with no concern of the laws.
Human villages: (taken over by villain) Under the control of the antagonist, though from afar. He has some of his creatures there to guarantee control. The original leaders are mostly still in tact, with a few exceptions, but they all must answer to him. Laws are heavily enforced. (not taken over yet) Own rulers, depending on location and the size of the city. Villages tend to not have a single, ruling over all, type of leader. Law enforcement is a little more lax.
Human fort: One ruler with a counsel of knights (or similar types, the fighters). Down to earth ruler who is very close to everyone in the fort's walls, which holds a small village. Everyone takes their roles in the community seriously, with many helping each other.
Dwarven society: Communal type society with a help each other attitude and no main ruler. Laws aren't as important though there are a few codes that those who violate are scorned for a few days. Then they shrug things off and move on.
Starsatti: similar to woodlands. Some of them came from there so it's a reflection of the old ways but with a few changes made to keep things up with the times. Different views are believed. Before Daem left, things were stricter but it turns out after things left a change was eventually made. The prince becomes king and the rules get fixed that caused him to be banned in the first place.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
NaNo Prep - minor character 2 story
Not much of a story this time, but a little bit of dialogue with some story to it.
Dwarf backstory
The constant drip drip of water echoing throughout the inner regions of the quartz filled caves beat a rhythm into the two dwarves as their breathing began to labor from the arduous hike.
"Remind me, why did we do this again?" The yellow haired male huffed as he grabbed a slab of rock to support himself, taking another break.
Crystal paused, looking back with a slight huff. Her long red hair was contained by some segments of string but it felt chaotic, so she spent a moment fixing it. "Cause it's fun. I'm tired of sitting around watching the others drink. I want adventure."
He quickly responded. "It's work and that's not fun."
"Maybe it takes a little work sometimes, but it'll be worth the effort to see the cave waterfall."
"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled, pushing off from the rock as they continued onward. "I still don't get why you want to adventure so much, but as long as you keep it in the mountain."
Sighing, Crystal shook her head. "You'll see. Someday I'll be the greatest dwarf explorer that ever existed. I'll go to strange lands and meet all kinds of beings. Maybe I'll meet the elves or spend my days among the humans. Either way, I am going to do something besides rot in the ground."
Dwarf backstory
The constant drip drip of water echoing throughout the inner regions of the quartz filled caves beat a rhythm into the two dwarves as their breathing began to labor from the arduous hike.
"Remind me, why did we do this again?" The yellow haired male huffed as he grabbed a slab of rock to support himself, taking another break.
Crystal paused, looking back with a slight huff. Her long red hair was contained by some segments of string but it felt chaotic, so she spent a moment fixing it. "Cause it's fun. I'm tired of sitting around watching the others drink. I want adventure."
He quickly responded. "It's work and that's not fun."
"Maybe it takes a little work sometimes, but it'll be worth the effort to see the cave waterfall."
"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled, pushing off from the rock as they continued onward. "I still don't get why you want to adventure so much, but as long as you keep it in the mountain."
Sighing, Crystal shook her head. "You'll see. Someday I'll be the greatest dwarf explorer that ever existed. I'll go to strange lands and meet all kinds of beings. Maybe I'll meet the elves or spend my days among the humans. Either way, I am going to do something besides rot in the ground."
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
NaNo Prep - minor character 2
Dwarf Profile
The Basic Facts
Name: Krystal (needs a last name, or second part of name)
Pronunciation: k-ris-t-al
Age: old enough to leave for adventure, young enough to foolishly do it
City or Area of Birth: in the mountains where the dwarves live
Sex: female
Height: obviously short. 3'2" (maybe)
Weight: not much
Hair: red, no beard
Eyes: green
Clothes: green and brown. decent material for travel.
Marriage Status: single
Sexual Orientation: straight
Occupation: unknown at this time
Fighting Ability: decent. Short/small battle ax, dagger
Magikal Ability: none currently
Character Description: Krystal is one of the friendliest characters. She is used to partying, doing work only when it needs to be done, and was tired of the sitting around not going anywhere aspect of mountain life. She is an adventure seeker, ready to take on any battle that will make her life more interesting.
Familial Relations
Father: name unknown
Living/Deceased: living
Occupation of Father: Has skills to build but mostly makes furniture and drinks
Mother: name unknown
Living/Deceased: living
Parental Marriage Status: together
Occupation of Mother:
Sister(s): 1 younger
Age(s): kid-ish age, almost teen-ish
Living/Deceased: living
Marriage Status: too young
Brother(s): 2 brothers
Age(s): one slightly older, one much older
Living/Deceased: living
Marriage Status: one single and one is married
Aunt(s), Uncle(s), Cousin(s), etc: several, not discussed
Other Family Occupations: unknown
Relationships with Others
Current Lover/Spouse: none
Best Friend(s): Makes new ones on the trip. Old best friends were class mates and would play together often
Other Friends: ^
Past Love(s)/Spouse(s): Had one guy interested in her but she wanted to leave and explore the world
Worst Enemy: boredom
Allies: food and drink, lol
Ability to Make New Friends: easily makes friends, sometimes whether the person wants to talk to her or not
Other People of Note in Character's Life: none, though the thief may be in a later book
Reason Why They are Noteworthy: hint is in the wink
Background
Where Raised: in the mountain (inside it, really)
Family Background: umm, all dwarves
Psych Profile
Greatest Joy: new experiences
Greatest Trauma: don't know yet
Morals: decent morals. doesn't mind drinking at all, but prefers not to kill unless it's her life or theirs
Ambitions: adventure
Positive Personality Traits: friendly, seeks new things, strong willed
Negative Personality Traits: doesn't always take a hint well, not always aware of consequences, talks a lot
Mannerisms: ummm
Fears, Anxieties: not sure
Temperament: friendly, happy, talkative
Ambitions: to adventure, experience new things and meet new people
How Character Displays Emotions: visibly, she doesn't try to hide them
Leader/Follower: follower
Perception of Others: intriqued to learn about them, tries to start with clean slate for each one she meets
Perception of Self: happy for the most part though isn't sure of where she wants to be in life
Memories: fond
Dreams/Plans: adventure and find herself, not be stuck in a mountain all her life
How Character Handles Crisises: pretty well, depending on the type, but can panic for a moment or ten
Personality Type: ummm *points to previous details*
Most Meaningful Life Experience: no idea
Attitude Toward Others: friendly
Feelings Toward Family: loves them for the most part
Feelings Toward Friends: enjoys all friends, past and present
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Same Sex: no problems, intrigued by how they act
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Opposite Sex: intrigued as well, unsure too
Feelings Towards Enemies: not used to having any
The Basic Facts
Name: Krystal (needs a last name, or second part of name)
Pronunciation: k-ris-t-al
Age: old enough to leave for adventure, young enough to foolishly do it
City or Area of Birth: in the mountains where the dwarves live
Sex: female
Height: obviously short. 3'2" (maybe)
Weight: not much
Hair: red, no beard
Eyes: green
Clothes: green and brown. decent material for travel.
Marriage Status: single
Sexual Orientation: straight
Occupation: unknown at this time
Fighting Ability: decent. Short/small battle ax, dagger
Magikal Ability: none currently
Character Description: Krystal is one of the friendliest characters. She is used to partying, doing work only when it needs to be done, and was tired of the sitting around not going anywhere aspect of mountain life. She is an adventure seeker, ready to take on any battle that will make her life more interesting.
Familial Relations
Father: name unknown
Living/Deceased: living
Occupation of Father: Has skills to build but mostly makes furniture and drinks
Mother: name unknown
Living/Deceased: living
Parental Marriage Status: together
Occupation of Mother:
Sister(s): 1 younger
Age(s): kid-ish age, almost teen-ish
Living/Deceased: living
Marriage Status: too young
Brother(s): 2 brothers
Age(s): one slightly older, one much older
Living/Deceased: living
Marriage Status: one single and one is married
Aunt(s), Uncle(s), Cousin(s), etc: several, not discussed
Other Family Occupations: unknown
Relationships with Others
Current Lover/Spouse: none
Best Friend(s): Makes new ones on the trip. Old best friends were class mates and would play together often
Other Friends: ^
Past Love(s)/Spouse(s): Had one guy interested in her but she wanted to leave and explore the world
Worst Enemy: boredom
Allies: food and drink, lol
Ability to Make New Friends: easily makes friends, sometimes whether the person wants to talk to her or not
Other People of Note in Character's Life: none, though the thief may be in a later book
Reason Why They are Noteworthy: hint is in the wink
Background
Where Raised: in the mountain (inside it, really)
Family Background: umm, all dwarves
Psych Profile
Greatest Joy: new experiences
Greatest Trauma: don't know yet
Morals: decent morals. doesn't mind drinking at all, but prefers not to kill unless it's her life or theirs
Ambitions: adventure
Positive Personality Traits: friendly, seeks new things, strong willed
Negative Personality Traits: doesn't always take a hint well, not always aware of consequences, talks a lot
Mannerisms: ummm
Fears, Anxieties: not sure
Temperament: friendly, happy, talkative
Ambitions: to adventure, experience new things and meet new people
How Character Displays Emotions: visibly, she doesn't try to hide them
Leader/Follower: follower
Perception of Others: intriqued to learn about them, tries to start with clean slate for each one she meets
Perception of Self: happy for the most part though isn't sure of where she wants to be in life
Memories: fond
Dreams/Plans: adventure and find herself, not be stuck in a mountain all her life
How Character Handles Crisises: pretty well, depending on the type, but can panic for a moment or ten
Personality Type: ummm *points to previous details*
Most Meaningful Life Experience: no idea
Attitude Toward Others: friendly
Feelings Toward Family: loves them for the most part
Feelings Toward Friends: enjoys all friends, past and present
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Same Sex: no problems, intrigued by how they act
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Opposite Sex: intrigued as well, unsure too
Feelings Towards Enemies: not used to having any
Monday, October 18, 2010
NaNo Prep - Setting 2 Described
A small amount of setting described. The goal is to write for 15 minutes on average, so I didn't try to make this really long. It's the lost elven city, and it's lost for a reason.
Thai-noren
Nestled deep within the sea of trees, far beyond any travelers sense of direction, lay the forgotten city. Bands of magic laced through the trees, sinking deep into the soil, combined with the lack of stars and variance of plant growth made it almost impossible to find as those seeking the city would easily get turned around and never truly reach the center where the city once radiated. Somehow, the trees will seem to blend and repeat themselves in patters that would tickle the travelers sense of deja vu without ever making it known that they were backtracking or changing directions from their original intent. Since there were no longer maps that held the secret details of the vast forest, it was impossible to find. Not that it was much of a prize for the rare individual that may stumble upon the once hallowed grounds.
Once a magnificent city of rock, wood and metal embellished architecture, now it is a long a rubble and decay. The tall building have long since crashed to the ground. Walls no longer support upper levels or ceilings and they no longer keep the outside from getting in.
Weeds coat the ground with small patches of grass mixing in across land that once had a purpose. Growth is limited, held down by the waning coat of magick left behind. Standing in the net of the cursed land leaves one in a bubble of silence. No animals have nested in the city, nor can any be heard even on the edge of the civilization marked land. It is an oasis of what once was and what will never be.
Thai-noren
Nestled deep within the sea of trees, far beyond any travelers sense of direction, lay the forgotten city. Bands of magic laced through the trees, sinking deep into the soil, combined with the lack of stars and variance of plant growth made it almost impossible to find as those seeking the city would easily get turned around and never truly reach the center where the city once radiated. Somehow, the trees will seem to blend and repeat themselves in patters that would tickle the travelers sense of deja vu without ever making it known that they were backtracking or changing directions from their original intent. Since there were no longer maps that held the secret details of the vast forest, it was impossible to find. Not that it was much of a prize for the rare individual that may stumble upon the once hallowed grounds.
Once a magnificent city of rock, wood and metal embellished architecture, now it is a long a rubble and decay. The tall building have long since crashed to the ground. Walls no longer support upper levels or ceilings and they no longer keep the outside from getting in.
Weeds coat the ground with small patches of grass mixing in across land that once had a purpose. Growth is limited, held down by the waning coat of magick left behind. Standing in the net of the cursed land leaves one in a bubble of silence. No animals have nested in the city, nor can any be heard even on the edge of the civilization marked land. It is an oasis of what once was and what will never be.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Outline #3
Main character #1 Feynethom - a male woodland elf, left the woodlands on a crazy quest
#2 Daemahrath - a different kind of male elf from Starsatti (or however I spell it), banished from his city where he was raised by a healer
#3 - a short male human that tends to acquire items (yes, the typical thief character) a friendly companion for the dwarf in their middle book
#4 - female dwarf, red hair but no beard. A strong spirit, has no problem with elves and is one of the first to travel out of the mountain recently
#5 & #6 - female humans. Strong and capable of handling things on their own. Some issues against elves but is expected.
1. Feynethom meets Thief (needs a name still) at small village inn.
characters: feyn, thief, random humans in dining area including hunters and cocky noisy guys
Feyn is on his quest to the lost city of Thai-noren, but isn't having much success. It's very difficult to find and not many go looking for it because it's considered evil ground, possibly under a spell. Feyn stops in a human village to break where he meets #3 in a village inn. He doesn't keep his mission to find an ancient city where magical elves once lived in hopes that they hadn't been annihilated as the history books claimed a secret. The people of the inn are a bit weary because he is an elf. There is one group of men that have a bunch of old maps. There is another human that sits along with Feyn, who is shorter than most. Someone accuses that man of theft. There is an eventual squabble and the two have to run. The short human, #3, joins him on his quest after acquiring an ancient map that might have the location of the ancient city. So, they head in that direction.
2. Daemahrath meets Dwarf (needs name still) at treetop tavern.
Characters: Daem, Dwarf, bartender, other humans
It's a special location, designed in a way that it is hoisted up by trees. The setting is described in the first setting exercise in how the tree is very large, and the bar is thus far above ground. Daem has his ears covered so no one knows that he's an elf. He just seems like an odd stranger in for a drink who has little interactions for first part of the scene with anyone except for the bartender. Dwarf is there, having left her home for an adventure but hadn't found one yet. A group of humans come in with one mistaking the dwarf for an elf but his pals correct him. The group spends some time talking with the dwarf, now amused by her presence. The one human says he met an elf who was trying to find the ancient elven city. There is some discussion of the ruler that is taking over different villages. This leads to an argument where they find out that Daem is an elf and hell breaks loose. Daem is able to escape after a short skirmish and takes a short cut off the tall bar location. The dwarf follows, getting away too.
Daem decides to find the lost city, to make sure the ones mentioned by the humans aren't taken by the cursed city. Dwarf insists on going with him, and befriends him even though he is a bit reluctant.
3. on the outskirts
Characters: Daem and Dwarf
Shorter scene. They are close to the lost city and Daem discusses a few things with the dwarf. After some argument part way into the trees, the dwarf stays behind with instructions on what to do given certain possible outcomes. Daem leaves, pursuing the actual city alone.
4. Finding Thai-noren
Characters: Feyn, Thief, Daem and Dwarf
Feyn and Thief find their way to the ancient city despite the fact that the rooms are very creepy with an air of foreboding. It is abanonded with no signs of life, which is a disappointment for Feyn. They try to search the grounds that are overgrown and decaying. There is a question as to if they should leave but Feyn is reluctant to give up hope yet. As their nerves start to get to them, Daem shows up. When he first sees him, Feyn almost has the idea that he might be an actual Thailean elf. But that gets shattered. Daem directs them away from the city, though the two are a little reluctant to leave at first. A danger occurs, shadow monster or something like that, which makes them more than happy to run.
5. Safe again
Characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, thief
The two find Dwarf, who was waiting for them per the orders of Daem. They move a little further away and then wait, in hopes that Daem will make it out of the city alive. He does eventually and the group as a whole makes it further before resting.
Daem had plans to go to a fort that was being threatened by the antagonist. Those plans were only slightly put off by the distraction of the ancient city. The fort is important because it is a human fort that has a long history of never losing a battle and if it were to fall to the enemy then hope may be lost. At least the rest of the human settlements not conquered would probably give up. The other three decide to join him for their own reasons. Some are looking for adventure and others just aren't ready to return home because they left for a silly quest.
6. On the road - camping
characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, thief
The character get to know each other a little more on the slow journey. Spend many nights sleeping on the ground. Feyn tries to get to know the other elf a little more but doesn't have much luck.
7. Travel and finding a bed
characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, thief, other humans
In order to get to the fort they must travel through a number of small to medium size towns full of humans, many of which are occupied by the enemy. Most are not friendly to elves and so, for them to go in they have to use disguises. They prefer to go around some of the occupied villages but the group gets tired of sleeping on the ground. So, in a village that is located near the woodlands, the group goes into a small-medium sized village where they decide to try staying at an inn for one night. The two elves disguise using women's clothing.
8. Evening at the Inn
characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, two humans that get introduced, others
Have dinner in the main hall, where they meet the two women characters who are there having left their farm villages. Some hints as to possible anti-evil-ruler get tossed into conversation. The two elves leave dinner early, tired of the disguises and not wanting to push their luck, so they head up to the one room the four managed to get in the inn. Feyn and Daem go over a few maps and discuss a couple of documents, at least one that the thief managed to procure during the visit in town.
Later that night, the two females go up to the room the group has, where only the elves are currently as the other two are still downstairs. They enter the room to discover the women they saw downstairs were in fact male elves and cause a slight camotion but that gets covered up when the other two soon return. After some coaxing, they listen to the group and don't report the elves.
9. Morning trouble
characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, thief, humans, enemy creatures, woodland elf patrol
The ext morning, the group prepares to leave with a goal of heading further through the route of villages that exist on the outskirts of the forest. One of the enemy guardsmen takes an interest in Feyn, who is dressed as a woman, and tries to take advantage of him. Daem saves Feyn right after the guard figures out he's not a female human, but the elves cover is blown. After running away and finding the rest of their group they have no choice but to run into the woodlands, which they were trying to avoid. Even though they are in the woodlands, the ones running after them don't stop as was expected, so the group stops and prepares to face them. But they don't have to as the enemy gets shot down by someone else. They are saved by woodland elves, who don't seem happy to see them.
10. Woodland elf city/village
characters: daem, feyn, (dwarf, thief, humans not as much) other elves, feyn's mom, leader's advisor
The elves that save them lead the group into the village, though it's questionable at first because humans are usually not allowed in. Even with Feyn, they almost don't get in because he wasn't supposed to leave the village when he did. But everyone except the actual elves are allowed in most of the village as the others are placed in a special set aside area with little huts created just in case. Feyn and Daem are allowed time at Feyn's old home for a little while before they are to meet with the King/Emperor type to explain their mission over dinner. Aside from meeting Feyn's mother, his promised one shows up and he talks with her while Daem ends up talking to his mom and one younger sister.
11. Dinner with leader
characters: Feyn, Daem, elf leader, the advisor, a couple elf guards
The dinner starts to go very well. He doesn't agree to send any elves to help but he does allow the whole group to live and carry on with their mission. Counsel advisor isn't happy about it when there seems like a point where the King might agree with them, so he stirs up trouble. Daem's secret gets revealed and he leaves the dinner early. Feyn has to go talk with him and there is a small attack, which is a shock since no one has ever gotten that close before.
12. Night in woodlands
characters: feyn, daem, feyn's father, (thief, humans, dwarf at the end)
Daem is taken to a different area than even the non-elves, as the advisor doesn't trust him. Feyn decides to go spend the night with him, even though that might look bad to anyone that found out. He figures as long as they aren't in the same bed ti won't matter. After some talk they go to sleep. Next morning starts with someone entering the hut, and Daem pulling a knife on the intruder. Turns out to be Feyn's father and things don't go well. Daem goes to get the rest while Feyn deals with his dad. The group eventually leaves for the fort.
13. The fort
The elves use the disguises to get into the fort. Once in the thief and dwarf check out the common areas of the village inside the fort while the others try to see the King/Leader. Once in front of the King/Leader, with very few else in the room, they remove the disguise and share the news they have about the impending attack. The King has them then share some of the news with the whole village.
14. Preparations
characters: fort people, feyn, daem, humans, dwarf, thief
At first, the warriors of the fort are uncertain about the news the members bring, especially with two elves in the group but the King/Leader of the fort doesn't have a problem with elves. They believe them after awhile and begin to prepare for battle with Daem put in charge. Near the time of the battle, as bit of the population is taken to a safe location. Daem teaches Feyn how to use a sword better in battle, in case he has to do such.
15. A secret
characters: feyn, daem, fort warriors, humans, thief, dwarf
Daem has another secret that he personally reveals to a group after the leader refuses to give in to the anatagonist's demands. But first, he offers to allow the fort to give in to the antagonist, to offer him as a gesture that could spare the fort but the fort would never do such a thing. So, he then shows them what he is actually able to do.
16. Battle
characters: feyn, daem (but not at end), humans, thief, dwarf, fort people
Battle at fort occurs against difficult odds. They seems to struggle at first but as the battle ensues they lose very few people and appear to be winning. Daem gets knocked off when saving Feyn and gets carried away by the enemy. The battle ends with the fort seeming victorious but they lost something/someone valuable.
Plans are made for what to do next.
The end of book 1.
#2 Daemahrath - a different kind of male elf from Starsatti (or however I spell it), banished from his city where he was raised by a healer
#3 - a short male human that tends to acquire items (yes, the typical thief character) a friendly companion for the dwarf in their middle book
#4 - female dwarf, red hair but no beard. A strong spirit, has no problem with elves and is one of the first to travel out of the mountain recently
#5 & #6 - female humans. Strong and capable of handling things on their own. Some issues against elves but is expected.
1. Feynethom meets Thief (needs a name still) at small village inn.
characters: feyn, thief, random humans in dining area including hunters and cocky noisy guys
Feyn is on his quest to the lost city of Thai-noren, but isn't having much success. It's very difficult to find and not many go looking for it because it's considered evil ground, possibly under a spell. Feyn stops in a human village to break where he meets #3 in a village inn. He doesn't keep his mission to find an ancient city where magical elves once lived in hopes that they hadn't been annihilated as the history books claimed a secret. The people of the inn are a bit weary because he is an elf. There is one group of men that have a bunch of old maps. There is another human that sits along with Feyn, who is shorter than most. Someone accuses that man of theft. There is an eventual squabble and the two have to run. The short human, #3, joins him on his quest after acquiring an ancient map that might have the location of the ancient city. So, they head in that direction.
2. Daemahrath meets Dwarf (needs name still) at treetop tavern.
Characters: Daem, Dwarf, bartender, other humans
It's a special location, designed in a way that it is hoisted up by trees. The setting is described in the first setting exercise in how the tree is very large, and the bar is thus far above ground. Daem has his ears covered so no one knows that he's an elf. He just seems like an odd stranger in for a drink who has little interactions for first part of the scene with anyone except for the bartender. Dwarf is there, having left her home for an adventure but hadn't found one yet. A group of humans come in with one mistaking the dwarf for an elf but his pals correct him. The group spends some time talking with the dwarf, now amused by her presence. The one human says he met an elf who was trying to find the ancient elven city. There is some discussion of the ruler that is taking over different villages. This leads to an argument where they find out that Daem is an elf and hell breaks loose. Daem is able to escape after a short skirmish and takes a short cut off the tall bar location. The dwarf follows, getting away too.
Daem decides to find the lost city, to make sure the ones mentioned by the humans aren't taken by the cursed city. Dwarf insists on going with him, and befriends him even though he is a bit reluctant.
3. on the outskirts
Characters: Daem and Dwarf
Shorter scene. They are close to the lost city and Daem discusses a few things with the dwarf. After some argument part way into the trees, the dwarf stays behind with instructions on what to do given certain possible outcomes. Daem leaves, pursuing the actual city alone.
4. Finding Thai-noren
Characters: Feyn, Thief, Daem and Dwarf
Feyn and Thief find their way to the ancient city despite the fact that the rooms are very creepy with an air of foreboding. It is abanonded with no signs of life, which is a disappointment for Feyn. They try to search the grounds that are overgrown and decaying. There is a question as to if they should leave but Feyn is reluctant to give up hope yet. As their nerves start to get to them, Daem shows up. When he first sees him, Feyn almost has the idea that he might be an actual Thailean elf. But that gets shattered. Daem directs them away from the city, though the two are a little reluctant to leave at first. A danger occurs, shadow monster or something like that, which makes them more than happy to run.
5. Safe again
Characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, thief
The two find Dwarf, who was waiting for them per the orders of Daem. They move a little further away and then wait, in hopes that Daem will make it out of the city alive. He does eventually and the group as a whole makes it further before resting.
Daem had plans to go to a fort that was being threatened by the antagonist. Those plans were only slightly put off by the distraction of the ancient city. The fort is important because it is a human fort that has a long history of never losing a battle and if it were to fall to the enemy then hope may be lost. At least the rest of the human settlements not conquered would probably give up. The other three decide to join him for their own reasons. Some are looking for adventure and others just aren't ready to return home because they left for a silly quest.
6. On the road - camping
characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, thief
The character get to know each other a little more on the slow journey. Spend many nights sleeping on the ground. Feyn tries to get to know the other elf a little more but doesn't have much luck.
7. Travel and finding a bed
characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, thief, other humans
In order to get to the fort they must travel through a number of small to medium size towns full of humans, many of which are occupied by the enemy. Most are not friendly to elves and so, for them to go in they have to use disguises. They prefer to go around some of the occupied villages but the group gets tired of sleeping on the ground. So, in a village that is located near the woodlands, the group goes into a small-medium sized village where they decide to try staying at an inn for one night. The two elves disguise using women's clothing.
8. Evening at the Inn
characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, two humans that get introduced, others
Have dinner in the main hall, where they meet the two women characters who are there having left their farm villages. Some hints as to possible anti-evil-ruler get tossed into conversation. The two elves leave dinner early, tired of the disguises and not wanting to push their luck, so they head up to the one room the four managed to get in the inn. Feyn and Daem go over a few maps and discuss a couple of documents, at least one that the thief managed to procure during the visit in town.
Later that night, the two females go up to the room the group has, where only the elves are currently as the other two are still downstairs. They enter the room to discover the women they saw downstairs were in fact male elves and cause a slight camotion but that gets covered up when the other two soon return. After some coaxing, they listen to the group and don't report the elves.
9. Morning trouble
characters: daem, feyn, dwarf, thief, humans, enemy creatures, woodland elf patrol
The ext morning, the group prepares to leave with a goal of heading further through the route of villages that exist on the outskirts of the forest. One of the enemy guardsmen takes an interest in Feyn, who is dressed as a woman, and tries to take advantage of him. Daem saves Feyn right after the guard figures out he's not a female human, but the elves cover is blown. After running away and finding the rest of their group they have no choice but to run into the woodlands, which they were trying to avoid. Even though they are in the woodlands, the ones running after them don't stop as was expected, so the group stops and prepares to face them. But they don't have to as the enemy gets shot down by someone else. They are saved by woodland elves, who don't seem happy to see them.
10. Woodland elf city/village
characters: daem, feyn, (dwarf, thief, humans not as much) other elves, feyn's mom, leader's advisor
The elves that save them lead the group into the village, though it's questionable at first because humans are usually not allowed in. Even with Feyn, they almost don't get in because he wasn't supposed to leave the village when he did. But everyone except the actual elves are allowed in most of the village as the others are placed in a special set aside area with little huts created just in case. Feyn and Daem are allowed time at Feyn's old home for a little while before they are to meet with the King/Emperor type to explain their mission over dinner. Aside from meeting Feyn's mother, his promised one shows up and he talks with her while Daem ends up talking to his mom and one younger sister.
11. Dinner with leader
characters: Feyn, Daem, elf leader, the advisor, a couple elf guards
The dinner starts to go very well. He doesn't agree to send any elves to help but he does allow the whole group to live and carry on with their mission. Counsel advisor isn't happy about it when there seems like a point where the King might agree with them, so he stirs up trouble. Daem's secret gets revealed and he leaves the dinner early. Feyn has to go talk with him and there is a small attack, which is a shock since no one has ever gotten that close before.
12. Night in woodlands
characters: feyn, daem, feyn's father, (thief, humans, dwarf at the end)
Daem is taken to a different area than even the non-elves, as the advisor doesn't trust him. Feyn decides to go spend the night with him, even though that might look bad to anyone that found out. He figures as long as they aren't in the same bed ti won't matter. After some talk they go to sleep. Next morning starts with someone entering the hut, and Daem pulling a knife on the intruder. Turns out to be Feyn's father and things don't go well. Daem goes to get the rest while Feyn deals with his dad. The group eventually leaves for the fort.
13. The fort
The elves use the disguises to get into the fort. Once in the thief and dwarf check out the common areas of the village inside the fort while the others try to see the King/Leader. Once in front of the King/Leader, with very few else in the room, they remove the disguise and share the news they have about the impending attack. The King has them then share some of the news with the whole village.
14. Preparations
characters: fort people, feyn, daem, humans, dwarf, thief
At first, the warriors of the fort are uncertain about the news the members bring, especially with two elves in the group but the King/Leader of the fort doesn't have a problem with elves. They believe them after awhile and begin to prepare for battle with Daem put in charge. Near the time of the battle, as bit of the population is taken to a safe location. Daem teaches Feyn how to use a sword better in battle, in case he has to do such.
15. A secret
characters: feyn, daem, fort warriors, humans, thief, dwarf
Daem has another secret that he personally reveals to a group after the leader refuses to give in to the anatagonist's demands. But first, he offers to allow the fort to give in to the antagonist, to offer him as a gesture that could spare the fort but the fort would never do such a thing. So, he then shows them what he is actually able to do.
16. Battle
characters: feyn, daem (but not at end), humans, thief, dwarf, fort people
Battle at fort occurs against difficult odds. They seems to struggle at first but as the battle ensues they lose very few people and appear to be winning. Daem gets knocked off when saving Feyn and gets carried away by the enemy. The battle ends with the fort seeming victorious but they lost something/someone valuable.
Plans are made for what to do next.
The end of book 1.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
NaNo Prep - Minor #1 Backstory
This is a backstory for a nanowrimo character. It's supposed to be a minor character, but I have a group of important characters, with varying levels of their importance in the different books. So, this is the second main character elf and a section of story from before he was banned from his home city.
Sweet smells of cinnamon, hops and flowers filled the air in an odd, magical mixture. It was a tedious chore to grind each individual leaf, flower and stem from the variety of plants that were used for their healing abilities. It was mindless work, the type that allowed Daemahrath to remain deep in thought while he went through the motions. Lady Lilathel would be gone all day, attending to a few patients, and so he had the hut to himself.
Daemahrath paused, putting his tool down to give his hand a break. The table top was covered with the plants that needed worked on, and along the bar by the window hung more plants drying. He wanted to get all the work on the table done for Lilathel but didn't know if he could make it.
He didn't mind the work. He would do anything for Lilathel, since she'd raised him after he had been abandoned as a baby. Working for the city healer had its perks, as well as many drawbacks.
As descendants of the Woodland Elves, the elves of Thailea were still weary of anything close to magic. They were part of the group that had protested the slaughter of another Elven race and eventually left to form their own city. Thus came Thailea, located in the lush green mountains far away from any other type of civilization. Even though there were all from the same group, there was a huge difference between Daemahrath and the rest of the city.
They all had the same light features, blonde or light brown hair combined with either green or blue eyes. Daemahrath's hair was black and short as to not get in any of the pills or potions he had to make. He had eyes that were as gray as the clouds before a midnight storm. It was because of this difference that he spent his days alone. He had the same classes that all boys his age were required to take part in, but he had no friends. Everyone avoided him as much as they possibly could. He felt like an outsider.
Taking a break from the herb crushing, Daemahrath moved over to the cauldron to check the temperature of the dark brew. It had cooled down enough to bottle. Using a strainer, he poured liquid down through the hole of a glass bottle.
He had just gotten the cork on his fifth bottle when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." He wiped his hands clean as a messenger came into the main room of the hut. "How may I help you?"
It was one of the royal family's servants. He had the nice, yet simple dress of a messenger but the look on his face was one of panic. "Lady Lilathal is needed at once. The prince is injured and losing blood fast. Where is she?"
"She's away with a different client." Daemahrath had to think fast. He wasn't supposed to do any healing because they didn't want anyone to know the amount of his abilities. But he didn't have much of a choice. Grabbing some herbs and wraps, he prepared a bag in a hurry. "Take me to the prince."
Sweet smells of cinnamon, hops and flowers filled the air in an odd, magical mixture. It was a tedious chore to grind each individual leaf, flower and stem from the variety of plants that were used for their healing abilities. It was mindless work, the type that allowed Daemahrath to remain deep in thought while he went through the motions. Lady Lilathel would be gone all day, attending to a few patients, and so he had the hut to himself.
Daemahrath paused, putting his tool down to give his hand a break. The table top was covered with the plants that needed worked on, and along the bar by the window hung more plants drying. He wanted to get all the work on the table done for Lilathel but didn't know if he could make it.
He didn't mind the work. He would do anything for Lilathel, since she'd raised him after he had been abandoned as a baby. Working for the city healer had its perks, as well as many drawbacks.
As descendants of the Woodland Elves, the elves of Thailea were still weary of anything close to magic. They were part of the group that had protested the slaughter of another Elven race and eventually left to form their own city. Thus came Thailea, located in the lush green mountains far away from any other type of civilization. Even though there were all from the same group, there was a huge difference between Daemahrath and the rest of the city.
They all had the same light features, blonde or light brown hair combined with either green or blue eyes. Daemahrath's hair was black and short as to not get in any of the pills or potions he had to make. He had eyes that were as gray as the clouds before a midnight storm. It was because of this difference that he spent his days alone. He had the same classes that all boys his age were required to take part in, but he had no friends. Everyone avoided him as much as they possibly could. He felt like an outsider.
Taking a break from the herb crushing, Daemahrath moved over to the cauldron to check the temperature of the dark brew. It had cooled down enough to bottle. Using a strainer, he poured liquid down through the hole of a glass bottle.
He had just gotten the cork on his fifth bottle when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." He wiped his hands clean as a messenger came into the main room of the hut. "How may I help you?"
It was one of the royal family's servants. He had the nice, yet simple dress of a messenger but the look on his face was one of panic. "Lady Lilathal is needed at once. The prince is injured and losing blood fast. Where is she?"
"She's away with a different client." Daemahrath had to think fast. He wasn't supposed to do any healing because they didn't want anyone to know the amount of his abilities. But he didn't have much of a choice. Grabbing some herbs and wraps, he prepared a bag in a hurry. "Take me to the prince."
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
NaNo Prep - minor character sketch 1
The Basic Facts
Name: Daemahrath
Pronunciation: Day - ma - ra - th
Age: Adult but a youngish one
City or Area of Birth: birth unknown, raised in Starsatti by the city healer
Sex: male
Height: tallish for an elf but still not overly tall
Weight: in shape
Hair: black
Eyes: gray
Clothes: well worn. He has been on his own, traveling for years after being banned from the city.
Marriage Status: single
Sexual Orientation: gay (though keeps it a secret for the most part)
Occupation: could work as a healer as he was trained for that
Fighting Ability: really good at fighting but prefers not to fight. During training he wasn't allowed to fight against the other students, even as practice.
Magikal Ability: well developed for keeping it a secret
Familial Relations
Father: unknown
Living/Deceased: probably deceased
Occupation of Father: n/a
Mother: unknown
Living/Deceased: probably deceased
Parental Marriage Status: n/a
Occupation of Mother: n/a
Sister(s): none known of
Age(s): n/a
Living/Deceased: n/a
Marriage Status: n/a
Brother(s): none know of
Age(s): n/a
Living/Deceased: n/a
Marriage Status: n/a
Aunt(s), Uncle(s), Cousin(s), etc: none know of
Other Family Occupations: n/a
Relationships with Others
Current Lover/Spouse: none
Best Friend(s): doesn't have any anymore will befriend others in the group
Other Friends: none for now
Past Love(s)/Spouse(s): Prince Kaselon
Worst Enemy: the king's advisor from his old city
Allies: none at the moment, but is rather charming so could get some in novel
Ability to Make New Friends: Didn't have many friends because he was considered different, but when people don't know exactly what he is and just go on his personality, he is charming and can make friends
Other People of Note in Character's Life: The woman who raised him was very kind and he holds her in high regard.
Reason Why They are Noteworthy: The only one to take him in, not call him a freak, and such.
Background
Where Raised: Starsatti
Family Background: no family
Psych Profile
Greatest Joy: it was his best friend and first love
Greatest Trauma: being marked and banned
Morals: has good morals for the most part, sometimes has to do things just to survive but prefers to help and not hurt
Ambitions: seeing others have happiness, to do something good with his abilities
Positive Personality Traits: loyal, kind, caring, nurturing/healing
Negative Personality Traits: loner, afraid to hurt anyone
Mannerisms:
Fears, Anxieties: hurting someone, losing another love
Temperament: mild and patient, used to being ignored and considered a freak
Ambitions: make a difference, to keep the death toll to a minimum
How Character Displays Emotions: tries to keep his emotions to himself but sometimes they appear on his face and in a few actions depending on the emotion
Leader/Follower: Leader, although a bit reluctant
Perception of Others: a bit weary of others when he first meets them. Looks for the good but is well aware of the bad that exists
Perception of Self: doesn't have the best view of himself, tries not to let what others have said get to him but that doesn't always work.
Memories: Has many memories from growing up, being different, learning to heal, meeting the prince, etc.
Dreams/Plans: plans to stop the antagonist if possible, to use his abilities to help others
How Character Handles Crisises: although quiet, he does better than most in a crisis.
Personality Type: natural leader but calm and quiet
Most Meaningful Life Experience: his relationship and the bad aftermath leading to his being banned
Attitude Toward Others: cautious but still considers that some people are good, even if others are not
Feelings Toward Family: doesn't know what it's like to have a family
Feelings Toward Friends: hasn't had many friends. greatful to have them but always cautious and afraid of losing them because he kind of expects it to happen
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Same Sex: weary, attracted to a few but not many
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Opposite Sex: has no problem with women and they like him as a friend
Feelings Towards Enemies: doesn't like to be around enemies and doesn't know how to deal with them
Name: Daemahrath
Pronunciation: Day - ma - ra - th
Age: Adult but a youngish one
City or Area of Birth: birth unknown, raised in Starsatti by the city healer
Sex: male
Height: tallish for an elf but still not overly tall
Weight: in shape
Hair: black
Eyes: gray
Clothes: well worn. He has been on his own, traveling for years after being banned from the city.
Marriage Status: single
Sexual Orientation: gay (though keeps it a secret for the most part)
Occupation: could work as a healer as he was trained for that
Fighting Ability: really good at fighting but prefers not to fight. During training he wasn't allowed to fight against the other students, even as practice.
Magikal Ability: well developed for keeping it a secret
Familial Relations
Father: unknown
Living/Deceased: probably deceased
Occupation of Father: n/a
Mother: unknown
Living/Deceased: probably deceased
Parental Marriage Status: n/a
Occupation of Mother: n/a
Sister(s): none known of
Age(s): n/a
Living/Deceased: n/a
Marriage Status: n/a
Brother(s): none know of
Age(s): n/a
Living/Deceased: n/a
Marriage Status: n/a
Aunt(s), Uncle(s), Cousin(s), etc: none know of
Other Family Occupations: n/a
Relationships with Others
Current Lover/Spouse: none
Best Friend(s): doesn't have any anymore will befriend others in the group
Other Friends: none for now
Past Love(s)/Spouse(s): Prince Kaselon
Worst Enemy: the king's advisor from his old city
Allies: none at the moment, but is rather charming so could get some in novel
Ability to Make New Friends: Didn't have many friends because he was considered different, but when people don't know exactly what he is and just go on his personality, he is charming and can make friends
Other People of Note in Character's Life: The woman who raised him was very kind and he holds her in high regard.
Reason Why They are Noteworthy: The only one to take him in, not call him a freak, and such.
Background
Where Raised: Starsatti
Family Background: no family
Psych Profile
Greatest Joy: it was his best friend and first love
Greatest Trauma: being marked and banned
Morals: has good morals for the most part, sometimes has to do things just to survive but prefers to help and not hurt
Ambitions: seeing others have happiness, to do something good with his abilities
Positive Personality Traits: loyal, kind, caring, nurturing/healing
Negative Personality Traits: loner, afraid to hurt anyone
Mannerisms:
Fears, Anxieties: hurting someone, losing another love
Temperament: mild and patient, used to being ignored and considered a freak
Ambitions: make a difference, to keep the death toll to a minimum
How Character Displays Emotions: tries to keep his emotions to himself but sometimes they appear on his face and in a few actions depending on the emotion
Leader/Follower: Leader, although a bit reluctant
Perception of Others: a bit weary of others when he first meets them. Looks for the good but is well aware of the bad that exists
Perception of Self: doesn't have the best view of himself, tries not to let what others have said get to him but that doesn't always work.
Memories: Has many memories from growing up, being different, learning to heal, meeting the prince, etc.
Dreams/Plans: plans to stop the antagonist if possible, to use his abilities to help others
How Character Handles Crisises: although quiet, he does better than most in a crisis.
Personality Type: natural leader but calm and quiet
Most Meaningful Life Experience: his relationship and the bad aftermath leading to his being banned
Attitude Toward Others: cautious but still considers that some people are good, even if others are not
Feelings Toward Family: doesn't know what it's like to have a family
Feelings Toward Friends: hasn't had many friends. greatful to have them but always cautious and afraid of losing them because he kind of expects it to happen
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Same Sex: weary, attracted to a few but not many
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Opposite Sex: has no problem with women and they like him as a friend
Feelings Towards Enemies: doesn't like to be around enemies and doesn't know how to deal with them
NaNo Prep - Plot Backstory
The attack came, just as they had predicted. Even the magick they possessed wasn't enough against the horde that swarmed Thai-noren. Fires raged, taking down wood buildings two at a time as the last remaining Thai-lean elves fought against the hordes. Arrows started to run out, magick wore down the energy making escape impossible. After weeks of fighting, the last remaining mages gathered in the last remaining building located at the center of Thai-noren.
"What now?" A mage wheezed, gripping the branches of a wood chair in attempt to stand. The rest hadn't helped with his powers vastly depleted.
"It's the end." The cynic said, his tone somber as it always was when he spoke. "We die."
This news did not sit well even as everyone in the room nodded.
The first mage started to ask, "Did the ones..."
"Irrelevant." A leading voice spoke, one of three female mages left stood near the center of the room. "There is one thing left to do, as planned. What happens after that is out of our hands."
The last living set of thirteen mages gathered at the circle altar located dead center in the barricaded room. It wasn't going to be easy, with each mage being weakened from the ongoing fight. But it was necessary. The last show of bravado before annihilation. It would take all their magick and beyond, but it was better to die from the last use of power than at the hands of the ones they once protected.
"Let us begin," she said.
Their energies merged as weakened voices changed, the power mounting despite the vessels that once contained it drifting further away. It took a matter of minutes for the energy to build and with the last breaths of life, the mages lashed out, desecrating all that were in its path. Burying the once vibrant city into a cursed land, hidden by the residues of magick to protect those that would foolishly seek out the wreckage. Life would move on elsewhere and the city would drift into lore until it was at long last, forgotten.
"What now?" A mage wheezed, gripping the branches of a wood chair in attempt to stand. The rest hadn't helped with his powers vastly depleted.
"It's the end." The cynic said, his tone somber as it always was when he spoke. "We die."
This news did not sit well even as everyone in the room nodded.
The first mage started to ask, "Did the ones..."
"Irrelevant." A leading voice spoke, one of three female mages left stood near the center of the room. "There is one thing left to do, as planned. What happens after that is out of our hands."
The last living set of thirteen mages gathered at the circle altar located dead center in the barricaded room. It wasn't going to be easy, with each mage being weakened from the ongoing fight. But it was necessary. The last show of bravado before annihilation. It would take all their magick and beyond, but it was better to die from the last use of power than at the hands of the ones they once protected.
"Let us begin," she said.
Their energies merged as weakened voices changed, the power mounting despite the vessels that once contained it drifting further away. It took a matter of minutes for the energy to build and with the last breaths of life, the mages lashed out, desecrating all that were in its path. Burying the once vibrant city into a cursed land, hidden by the residues of magick to protect those that would foolishly seek out the wreckage. Life would move on elsewhere and the city would drift into lore until it was at long last, forgotten.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Antagonist Story
Hot air drifted above the steaming pools of water, keeping the area warm against the cool rocks surrounding the dragon's lair. Many dragons were relaxing in the water with a few of the younglings gathered under the large mother dragon, her purple scales glistening from the steam. But it wasn't the dragons that kept the elven ruler on the ledge, looking over the calming scene. He had seen them plenty of times before, making the dragons a normal sight. Instead, the ruler named Tarephain rested crouched near the edge, leaning over to get a better view of the lone elf that rested near a pool of water. Even at that distance, he could make out the dark black hair as the elf hovered above the water, staring at his own reflection. His name was Daemahrath, the sweet spoils of the last battle his servants had succeeded in bringing him. He was even more magnificent in person.
Please tell me you aren't watching him.
The voice radiating in his head startled Tarephain and he immediately pushed away from the ledge to face the stealthy black dragon that had snuck up behind him. His connection to Naru made the stealth a bit more difficult but the dragon always enjoyed finding ways to startle him and the recent change in the order of the castle had added a rift between them. "I wasn't doing anything." He lied even if it wasn't going to work.
If Naru could have physically scoffed, he would have. His head swung from side to side. Ever since that other elf arrived, you've been obsessed. He should be a servant, enslaved as a prize of war. Not someone with his own set of servants. And now here you stand, watching from afar like a love sick little girl.
Tarephain stood, putting more strength in his stance as he faced the dragon full on. "Don't insult me. I still have control over him. He is mine and I will not put up with any of those thoughts I see lurking."
Just be careful. I know you and this is not like you to moon over some guy. I don't care if he is the one. You have a world to rule and getting distracted could destroy your plans.
"I know." His voice raged with the annoyance he felt at the topic. "Now, if you don't mind. I'd like to be alone."
Fine. Stare at the boy some more, but when he destroys all your plans causing you to fail, don't come crying to me. Naru sauntered away.
Even as the words nagged the back of his mind, Tarephain returned to his perch.
Please tell me you aren't watching him.
The voice radiating in his head startled Tarephain and he immediately pushed away from the ledge to face the stealthy black dragon that had snuck up behind him. His connection to Naru made the stealth a bit more difficult but the dragon always enjoyed finding ways to startle him and the recent change in the order of the castle had added a rift between them. "I wasn't doing anything." He lied even if it wasn't going to work.
If Naru could have physically scoffed, he would have. His head swung from side to side. Ever since that other elf arrived, you've been obsessed. He should be a servant, enslaved as a prize of war. Not someone with his own set of servants. And now here you stand, watching from afar like a love sick little girl.
Tarephain stood, putting more strength in his stance as he faced the dragon full on. "Don't insult me. I still have control over him. He is mine and I will not put up with any of those thoughts I see lurking."
Just be careful. I know you and this is not like you to moon over some guy. I don't care if he is the one. You have a world to rule and getting distracted could destroy your plans.
"I know." His voice raged with the annoyance he felt at the topic. "Now, if you don't mind. I'd like to be alone."
Fine. Stare at the boy some more, but when he destroys all your plans causing you to fail, don't come crying to me. Naru sauntered away.
Even as the words nagged the back of his mind, Tarephain returned to his perch.
Hook, Line and Sink...
Blogfest time.
About the Blogfest
This awesome idea is from the blog of http://jwparente.blogspot.com/ . "You are to post 1000 words (a little more won't kill us), from the opening of any manuscript you have written. If that's the prologue, then post it. If that's chapter one, post it." Somehow I managed to get a 900+ word entry because it was hard to pick a location to stop since the new first chapter is over 2k long.
The Novel
While I've been using Cinder Story for blogfests, I don't have a set beginning since each entry so far has been written barely in time for them. So, I'm going to post the first pages of the YA novel that I'm rewriting. It is the second draft but hasn't been edited really since the rewrite because I'm currently on chapter 13. Contemplating a possible change in tense to past but nothing is decided yet. The novel is called Tattle Tell and it is the first book in what I hope will be a series, The Young Rogues of Revolution.
The Beginning
"Look what I can do."
A shiny copper coin spins across the school lunch table, almost grazing Ephram's left knuckle. He glances up from his book he was reading as he waits for the first bell of the day to ring marking the start of the school day. He felt his stomach sink at the sight before him.
Levi stands on the other side of the table, a group surrounding him while he holds his hand above the spinning coin. As he concentrates, the coin changes directions. The spin slows down to an almost impossible rotation speed before increasing again.
Only one thing could give Levi that ability and that one thing makes Ephram sink in dread. It meant mutation. Under any other circumstances, he would feel relief to find another one like him, but that's not the case. Only one thing happens when he sees someone else with a genetic mutation and that one thing was a report to the men in suits.
"What do you think, Eph-man?"
The use of Levi's nickname for him brings Ephram's attention back to the moment. He looks up at Levi as he tries to come up with a good response. "Uh, yeah. Neat." He did his best to hide the fear that had started to build within.
It was only a matter of time before the suits would be at Ephram's parents' house and he'd have no choice. He had to tell them whenever he saw any new mutant activity no matter the age, type of mutation or any possible association. His friendship with Levi wouldn't be enough to keep him from having to tell. All he could do is hope that he would come back; not all returned.
Sounds of bells echoing from the building save him. Grabbing his books, he is able to run inside and not have to say anything more to his friend.
Math is his unfortunate first class of the day and one of the many he shares with Levi. Even though it's a subject Ephram does well at, he is unable to focus today. His mind drifts in and out as he pays more attention to Levi than the teacher.
Half way through the class, Levi glances back. He smiles and makes a beak shape with his hand, moving it open and closed.
Ephram smiles but it is fake. The joke is an old one of theirs because Levi always said that the math teacher talks too much and while he once thought it was funny, all he can think about is the soon to be betrayal. It had never bothered him to tell on others to the men in suits. This time, however, is different. He feels aching sensations but knows no cure. As he continues to focus on Levi, another feeling is added to the mix: awkwardness. He's never focused on someone so long before and feels weird. It's almost like he'd never looked a Levi before. He sees him in a whole new light with no idea how to understand the feelings that mixed within.
"Turn in your assignments." The teacher quit writing on the board long enough to get the attention of most the class by her demand.
Handing in his assignment, Ephram leaves the room to continue the rest of the morning. He learns nothing from any of them and is relieved to reach the lunch break. But he doesn't sit with Levi. Instead he sits alone to eat his lunch.
"Mind if I sit here?"
He shakes his head no, as he watches Carrie sit down at the table. Her blonde-red curls bounce, restrained only by the pink ribbons that are in place on both sides of her head. She gives him a bright smile before opening her lunch pail.
"How are you today, Ephram?" She pulls a wrapped sandwich from her pail and begins to undress it.
"I'm fine." He barely grazes his food as he takes another glance at Levi, who has chosen a table nearby. He tries not to stare and returns his gaze to Carrie. He does notice that he has her full attention but isn't sure why. At last he adds, "How are you?"
"Good. That math assignment took me forever to finish last night. Did you get number fifteen?" She asks the question but doesn't give time for a response. "Well, I didn't at all. I gave it a try and even asked my dad but don't know if it's right. She talks too much in class cause I can't even stand listening to her for the whole class period. Ready for art class?" She takes a break to breathe.
Ephram nods, getting a few words in between the few bites he takes of his special wrap. "Yeah. I'm always ready for fine arts class." He's not sure why but he prefers to use the official class name instead of the shortened version.
Laughter takes his attention away again. He glanced over at Levi's table to see him laughing, his body moving with the chuckles. It strikes him as odd. Odd to see another mutant and one that isn't sullen. One that seems to be happy. He can't help but wonder how long it would last.
Something touches his hand and he turns back to Carrie. Her hand is next to his and holds a small packaged candy.
"Here." She offers it to him. "Mom gave me two and I don't want them both."
"Thanks." He takes the candy and gives her a small smile. This feels so weird to him but it's kind of nice. Pulling the wrapper off, he eats it while watching Carrie his attention now on her alone. She talks more while he wonders what all the new attention might mean. He spends the rest of his lunch break with her.
About the Blogfest
This awesome idea is from the blog of http://jwparente.blogspot.com/ . "You are to post 1000 words (a little more won't kill us), from the opening of any manuscript you have written. If that's the prologue, then post it. If that's chapter one, post it." Somehow I managed to get a 900+ word entry because it was hard to pick a location to stop since the new first chapter is over 2k long.
The Novel
While I've been using Cinder Story for blogfests, I don't have a set beginning since each entry so far has been written barely in time for them. So, I'm going to post the first pages of the YA novel that I'm rewriting. It is the second draft but hasn't been edited really since the rewrite because I'm currently on chapter 13. Contemplating a possible change in tense to past but nothing is decided yet. The novel is called Tattle Tell and it is the first book in what I hope will be a series, The Young Rogues of Revolution.
The Beginning
"Look what I can do."
A shiny copper coin spins across the school lunch table, almost grazing Ephram's left knuckle. He glances up from his book he was reading as he waits for the first bell of the day to ring marking the start of the school day. He felt his stomach sink at the sight before him.
Levi stands on the other side of the table, a group surrounding him while he holds his hand above the spinning coin. As he concentrates, the coin changes directions. The spin slows down to an almost impossible rotation speed before increasing again.
Only one thing could give Levi that ability and that one thing makes Ephram sink in dread. It meant mutation. Under any other circumstances, he would feel relief to find another one like him, but that's not the case. Only one thing happens when he sees someone else with a genetic mutation and that one thing was a report to the men in suits.
"What do you think, Eph-man?"
The use of Levi's nickname for him brings Ephram's attention back to the moment. He looks up at Levi as he tries to come up with a good response. "Uh, yeah. Neat." He did his best to hide the fear that had started to build within.
It was only a matter of time before the suits would be at Ephram's parents' house and he'd have no choice. He had to tell them whenever he saw any new mutant activity no matter the age, type of mutation or any possible association. His friendship with Levi wouldn't be enough to keep him from having to tell. All he could do is hope that he would come back; not all returned.
Sounds of bells echoing from the building save him. Grabbing his books, he is able to run inside and not have to say anything more to his friend.
Math is his unfortunate first class of the day and one of the many he shares with Levi. Even though it's a subject Ephram does well at, he is unable to focus today. His mind drifts in and out as he pays more attention to Levi than the teacher.
Half way through the class, Levi glances back. He smiles and makes a beak shape with his hand, moving it open and closed.
Ephram smiles but it is fake. The joke is an old one of theirs because Levi always said that the math teacher talks too much and while he once thought it was funny, all he can think about is the soon to be betrayal. It had never bothered him to tell on others to the men in suits. This time, however, is different. He feels aching sensations but knows no cure. As he continues to focus on Levi, another feeling is added to the mix: awkwardness. He's never focused on someone so long before and feels weird. It's almost like he'd never looked a Levi before. He sees him in a whole new light with no idea how to understand the feelings that mixed within.
"Turn in your assignments." The teacher quit writing on the board long enough to get the attention of most the class by her demand.
Handing in his assignment, Ephram leaves the room to continue the rest of the morning. He learns nothing from any of them and is relieved to reach the lunch break. But he doesn't sit with Levi. Instead he sits alone to eat his lunch.
"Mind if I sit here?"
He shakes his head no, as he watches Carrie sit down at the table. Her blonde-red curls bounce, restrained only by the pink ribbons that are in place on both sides of her head. She gives him a bright smile before opening her lunch pail.
"How are you today, Ephram?" She pulls a wrapped sandwich from her pail and begins to undress it.
"I'm fine." He barely grazes his food as he takes another glance at Levi, who has chosen a table nearby. He tries not to stare and returns his gaze to Carrie. He does notice that he has her full attention but isn't sure why. At last he adds, "How are you?"
"Good. That math assignment took me forever to finish last night. Did you get number fifteen?" She asks the question but doesn't give time for a response. "Well, I didn't at all. I gave it a try and even asked my dad but don't know if it's right. She talks too much in class cause I can't even stand listening to her for the whole class period. Ready for art class?" She takes a break to breathe.
Ephram nods, getting a few words in between the few bites he takes of his special wrap. "Yeah. I'm always ready for fine arts class." He's not sure why but he prefers to use the official class name instead of the shortened version.
Laughter takes his attention away again. He glanced over at Levi's table to see him laughing, his body moving with the chuckles. It strikes him as odd. Odd to see another mutant and one that isn't sullen. One that seems to be happy. He can't help but wonder how long it would last.
Something touches his hand and he turns back to Carrie. Her hand is next to his and holds a small packaged candy.
"Here." She offers it to him. "Mom gave me two and I don't want them both."
"Thanks." He takes the candy and gives her a small smile. This feels so weird to him but it's kind of nice. Pulling the wrapper off, he eats it while watching Carrie his attention now on her alone. She talks more while he wonders what all the new attention might mean. He spends the rest of his lunch break with her.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Muse Monday Avatars
Even though I have a lot of posts going on this month, I wanted to add one more. A muse one where I show a bunch of different characters that I've used the same avatar creator in making them. The site is fun but the characters always look very young, and the male characters tend to look a bit femmy. That's okay for my male characters since they're almost all gay but if I wanted a super masculine character I'd probably have to use a different web site.
The site I use is http://elouai.com/candybar4/dollmakerboy.php
First was the mutant characters, which were somewhat easy because I had enough written on them to figure out what they would look like. I even did more than the main character for that one, so far.
Dominick was one of my favorite characters to write. He is Noah's best friend and has a mutation where his dreams are prophetic but in symbols and means he has to sleep a whole lot more than other people. So, his images all have him with coffee.
Bastian is the love interest. He was a little more difficult just because he's not femme, and during the novel he joins the military. Is normal and starts off a bit shy but the military changes him. He becomes quite strong by the end of the novel, but gets kidnapped by the villain.
After making these characters and a few main characters such as Noah, Lucas and Elijah, I couldn't stop. I have mini addictions that don't last very long but I did procrastinate for hours on the site, making different characters.
Here is one that I don't even have a name for. He is just a nerdy mage that I enjoyed making and like how he turned out. As you can see, many of the backgrounds are also a little girly.
But some of the backgrounds are kinda cool. I like this one, for example And the character came out a little less femme with the jeans and shirt. The site actually has pink pants in the boys section, and I mean very girly looking pink pants. Or there are jeans with pink, purple and some glittery stuff on them. This pair isn't so bad at least.
Finally, I made some kinda girly ones on purpose. I think this one is kind of how I see the intersexed main character, Taylor.
As you can imagine, making these are fun and they do have their uses. I do like using the avatar site and would recommend them for anyone who wants to give it a try. The girl side is fun to use as well.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
NaNo Prep - Outline #2
Main character #1 Feynethom - a male woodland elf, left the woodlands on a crazy quest
#2 Daemahrath - a different kind of male elf from Starsatti (or however I spell it), banished from his city where he was raised by a healer
#3 - a short male human that tends to acquire items (yes, the typical thief character) a friendly companion for the dwarf in their middle book
#4 - female dwarf, red hair but no beard. A strong spirit, has no problem with elves and is one of the first to travel out of the mountain recently
#5 & #6 - female humans. Strong and capable of handling things on their own. Some issues against elves but is expected.
Feyn is on his quest to the lost city, but isn't having much success. He stops in a human village to break where he meets #3 in a village inn. He doesn't keep his mission to find an ancient city where magical elves once lived in hopes that they hadn't been annihilated as the history books claimed a secret. The people of the inn are a bit weary because he is an elf. There is one group of men that have a bunch of old maps. There is another human that sits along with Feyn, who is shorter than most. Someone accuses that man of theft. There is an eventual squabble and the two have to run. The short human, #3, joins him on his quest after acquiring an ancient map that might have the location of the ancient city. So, they head in that direction.
#2 Daem and #4 meet in a treetop tavern. It's a special location, designed in a way that it is hoisted up by trees. Daem has his ears covered so no one knows that he's an elf. He just seems like an odd stranger in for a drink. Dwarf is there, having left her home for an adventure but hadn't found one yet. A group of humans come in with one mistaking the dwarf for an elf but his pals correct him. The group spends some time talking with the dwarf, now amused by her presence. The one human says he met an elf who was trying to find the ancient elven city. In an argument, they find out that Daem is an elf and hell breaks loose.
Daem is able to escape after a short skirmish and takes a short cut off the tall bar location. The dwarf follows, getting away too. Daem decides to find the lost city, to make sure the ones mentioned by the humans aren't taken by the cursed city. Dwarf insists on going with him, and befriends him even though he is a bit reluctant.
Feyn and #3 find their way to the ancient city despite the fact that the rooms are very creepy with an air of foreboding. It is abanonded with no signs of life, which is a disappointment for Feyn. They try to search the grounds that are overgrown and decaying. As their nerves start to get to them, Daem shows up. When he first sees him, Feyn almost has the idea that he might be an actual Thailean elf. But that is shattered as Daem directs them away from the city. The two would fight but a danger occurs and they are more than happy to run. The two find #4, who was waiting for them per the orders of Daem. They move a little further away and then wait, in hopes that Daem will make it out of the city alive. He does eventually and the group as a whole makes it further before resting.
Daem had plans to go to a fort that was being threatened by the antagonist. Those plans were only slightly put off by the distraction of the ancient city. The fort is important because it is a human fort that has a long history of never losing a battle and if it were to fall to the enemy then hope may be lost. At least the rest of the human settlements not conquered would probably give up. The other three decide to join him for their own reasons. Some are looking for adventure and others just aren't ready to return home because they left for a silly quest.
In order to get to the fort they must travel through a number of small to medium size towns full of humans, many of which are occupied by the enemy. Most are not friendly to elves and so, for them to go in they have to use disguises. They prefer to go around some of the occupied villages but the group gets tired of sleeping on the ground. So, in a village that is located near the woodlands, the group goes into a small-medium sized village where they decide to try staying at an inn for one night. The disguise is women's clothing. There they meet the last characters for the group, #5 and #6, over dinner.
That evening the women, 5 and 6, go up to the room the group has, where only the elves are currently as the other two are still downstairs. They enter the room to discover the women they saw downstairs were in fact male elves and cause a slight camotion but that gets covered up when the other two soon return. After some coaxing, they listen to the group and don't report the elves. However, the next morning due to an issue with a guardman, the elves cover gets blown they have no choice but to run into the woodlands, which they were trying to avoid.
The elves that save them, lead the group into the village, though it's questionable at first because humans are usually not allowed in. Even with Feyn, they almost don't get in because he wasn't supposed to leave the village when he did. But everyone except the actual elves are allowed in most of the village as the others are placed in a special set aside area with little huts created just in case. Feyn and Daem are allowed time at Feyn's old home for a little while before they are to meet with the King/Emperor type to explain their mission over dinner.
The dinner starts to go very well. He doesn't agree to send any elves to help but he does allow the whole group to live and carry on with their mission. Counsel advisor isn't happy about it when there seems like a point where the King might agree with them, so he stirs up trouble. Daem's secret gets revealed and he leaves the dinner early. Feyn has to go talk with him and there is a small attack, which is a shock since no one has ever gotten that close before. The group leaves the next day for the fort.
They use the disguises to get into the fort but in front of the King/Leader, they remove the disguise and share the news they have about the impending attack. At first, the warriors of the fort are uncertain about the news the members bring, especially with the two elves in the group but the King/Leader of the fort doesn't have a problem with elves. They believe them after awhile and begin to prepare for battle with Daem put in charge. Near the time of the battle, as bit of the population is taken to a safe location.
Daem has another secret that he personally reveals to a group after the leader refuses to give in to the anatagonist's demands.
Battle at fort occurs against difficult odds. They seems to struggle at first but as the battle ensues they lose very few people and appear to be winning. Daem gets knocked off when saving Feyn and gets carried away by the enemy. The battle ends with the fort seeming victorious but they lost something/someone valuable.
Plans are made for what to do next.
The end of book 1.
#2 Daemahrath - a different kind of male elf from Starsatti (or however I spell it), banished from his city where he was raised by a healer
#3 - a short male human that tends to acquire items (yes, the typical thief character) a friendly companion for the dwarf in their middle book
#4 - female dwarf, red hair but no beard. A strong spirit, has no problem with elves and is one of the first to travel out of the mountain recently
#5 & #6 - female humans. Strong and capable of handling things on their own. Some issues against elves but is expected.
Feyn is on his quest to the lost city, but isn't having much success. He stops in a human village to break where he meets #3 in a village inn. He doesn't keep his mission to find an ancient city where magical elves once lived in hopes that they hadn't been annihilated as the history books claimed a secret. The people of the inn are a bit weary because he is an elf. There is one group of men that have a bunch of old maps. There is another human that sits along with Feyn, who is shorter than most. Someone accuses that man of theft. There is an eventual squabble and the two have to run. The short human, #3, joins him on his quest after acquiring an ancient map that might have the location of the ancient city. So, they head in that direction.
#2 Daem and #4 meet in a treetop tavern. It's a special location, designed in a way that it is hoisted up by trees. Daem has his ears covered so no one knows that he's an elf. He just seems like an odd stranger in for a drink. Dwarf is there, having left her home for an adventure but hadn't found one yet. A group of humans come in with one mistaking the dwarf for an elf but his pals correct him. The group spends some time talking with the dwarf, now amused by her presence. The one human says he met an elf who was trying to find the ancient elven city. In an argument, they find out that Daem is an elf and hell breaks loose.
Daem is able to escape after a short skirmish and takes a short cut off the tall bar location. The dwarf follows, getting away too. Daem decides to find the lost city, to make sure the ones mentioned by the humans aren't taken by the cursed city. Dwarf insists on going with him, and befriends him even though he is a bit reluctant.
Feyn and #3 find their way to the ancient city despite the fact that the rooms are very creepy with an air of foreboding. It is abanonded with no signs of life, which is a disappointment for Feyn. They try to search the grounds that are overgrown and decaying. As their nerves start to get to them, Daem shows up. When he first sees him, Feyn almost has the idea that he might be an actual Thailean elf. But that is shattered as Daem directs them away from the city. The two would fight but a danger occurs and they are more than happy to run. The two find #4, who was waiting for them per the orders of Daem. They move a little further away and then wait, in hopes that Daem will make it out of the city alive. He does eventually and the group as a whole makes it further before resting.
Daem had plans to go to a fort that was being threatened by the antagonist. Those plans were only slightly put off by the distraction of the ancient city. The fort is important because it is a human fort that has a long history of never losing a battle and if it were to fall to the enemy then hope may be lost. At least the rest of the human settlements not conquered would probably give up. The other three decide to join him for their own reasons. Some are looking for adventure and others just aren't ready to return home because they left for a silly quest.
In order to get to the fort they must travel through a number of small to medium size towns full of humans, many of which are occupied by the enemy. Most are not friendly to elves and so, for them to go in they have to use disguises. They prefer to go around some of the occupied villages but the group gets tired of sleeping on the ground. So, in a village that is located near the woodlands, the group goes into a small-medium sized village where they decide to try staying at an inn for one night. The disguise is women's clothing. There they meet the last characters for the group, #5 and #6, over dinner.
That evening the women, 5 and 6, go up to the room the group has, where only the elves are currently as the other two are still downstairs. They enter the room to discover the women they saw downstairs were in fact male elves and cause a slight camotion but that gets covered up when the other two soon return. After some coaxing, they listen to the group and don't report the elves. However, the next morning due to an issue with a guardman, the elves cover gets blown they have no choice but to run into the woodlands, which they were trying to avoid.
The elves that save them, lead the group into the village, though it's questionable at first because humans are usually not allowed in. Even with Feyn, they almost don't get in because he wasn't supposed to leave the village when he did. But everyone except the actual elves are allowed in most of the village as the others are placed in a special set aside area with little huts created just in case. Feyn and Daem are allowed time at Feyn's old home for a little while before they are to meet with the King/Emperor type to explain their mission over dinner.
The dinner starts to go very well. He doesn't agree to send any elves to help but he does allow the whole group to live and carry on with their mission. Counsel advisor isn't happy about it when there seems like a point where the King might agree with them, so he stirs up trouble. Daem's secret gets revealed and he leaves the dinner early. Feyn has to go talk with him and there is a small attack, which is a shock since no one has ever gotten that close before. The group leaves the next day for the fort.
They use the disguises to get into the fort but in front of the King/Leader, they remove the disguise and share the news they have about the impending attack. At first, the warriors of the fort are uncertain about the news the members bring, especially with the two elves in the group but the King/Leader of the fort doesn't have a problem with elves. They believe them after awhile and begin to prepare for battle with Daem put in charge. Near the time of the battle, as bit of the population is taken to a safe location.
Daem has another secret that he personally reveals to a group after the leader refuses to give in to the anatagonist's demands.
Battle at fort occurs against difficult odds. They seems to struggle at first but as the battle ensues they lose very few people and appear to be winning. Daem gets knocked off when saving Feyn and gets carried away by the enemy. The battle ends with the fort seeming victorious but they lost something/someone valuable.
Plans are made for what to do next.
The end of book 1.
Friday, October 8, 2010
NaNo Prep - Antagonist Profile
Although the antagonist isn't really seen in the first book, just his handiwork, it is still important to have him well rounded.
The Basic Facts
Name: Tarephain (name probably will change)
Pronunciation:Tear - a - fane (not tear as in cry but tear as in rip)
Age: adult elf, not very old but has enough years gone by
City or Area of Birth: unnamed at this time. Has a black castle but that's about all I've figured out.
Sex: male
Height: somewhat tall for an elf but still within their height range
Weight: average Hair: not as light as woodland (feyn) but not as dark as the other main character elf
Eyes: greenish
Clothes: royal but could handle a fight in them too. has to ride dragons, so has to be useful though extravagent in materials
Marriage Status: single
Sexual Orientation: bisexual probably, but more into men
Occupation: Ruler and tyrant
Fighting Ability: good at fighting, close range but doesn't often do long range because he has a whole army for that
Magikal Ability: many magickal skills he has developed over the years. Uses it to control others in particular.
Character Description: He didn't seem evil, per say, but there was something obviously wrong with him. He acted nice, and would say anything to make things sound like they would be great as long as everyone would just give in. No, of course the kind could still be leader, as long as he answered to him. But resist and his wrath exploded with death and destruction.
Familial Relations
Father: unnamed
Living/Deceased: deceased
Occupation of Father: was ruler
Mother: unnamed
Living/Deceased: deceased
Parental Marriage Status: both are dead
Occupation of Mother: none
Sister(s): none
Age(s): n/a
Living/Deceased: n/a
Marriage Status: n/a
Brother(s): none
Age(s): n/a
Living/Deceased: n/a
Marriage Status: n/a
Aunt(s), Uncle(s), Cousin(s), etc: no living relatives at this point
Other Family Occupations: n/a
Relationships with Others Current Lover/Spouse: none
Best Friend(s): dragon
Other Friends: doesn't have friends, has close servants
Past Love(s)/Spouse(s): none
Worst Enemy: many people, he is trying to conquer everyone so easy to get enemy's. has past rage for those that killed the Thaileon elves
Allies: some exist in various places, tries to get places to give in without a fight since it's easier
Ability to Make New Friends: can be charming but isn't often seen by most people.
Other People of Note in Character's Life: in book 1, not many except those already listed
Reason Why They are Noteworthy: n/a
Background
Where Raised: same place he lives
Family Background: raised in a location that was away from most populations with a plot brewing for revenge
Psych Profile
Greatest Joy: the revival of dragons, thought to be extinct everywhere else.
Greatest Trauma: something his trainer person did when he was young
Morals: certain morals are fine while others are skewed by the purpose he has for revenge
Ambitions: revenge, doing what he was born to do
Positive Personality Traits: can be compassionate at times, doesn't like to kill unnecessarily, education is important to him
Negative Personality Traits: bossy, focused on revenge, hatred stems from how he was raised
Mannerisms: (need to think of some, those will be seen in middle novel)
Fears, Anxieties: failure Temperament: calm, has a mask often times, can have flashes of anger
Ambitions: revenge
How Character Displays Emotions: tries not to display any emotion that would make him seem weak to others
Leader/Follower: Leader, forceful
Perception of Others: they are inferior, some are worthless
Perception of Self: thinks highly of his self and thinks he knows what he wants but in truth he doesn't have a real sense of self
Memories: how he was raised, trained
Dreams/Plans: has none of his own, just what he was raised to do
How Character Handles Crisises: Has a moment of panic, depending on the crises, tries not to let it be shown but then will move forward because he feels he has everything needed to beat everyone.
Personality Type: A, needs to be in control of everything. things need to go his way
Most Meaningful Life Experience: unknown
Attitude Toward Others: definitely feels superior to others and focuses on how they will be of use to him
Feelings Toward Family: hasn't had any family for a number of years, just servants, so he doesn't have much of an experience to care about family.
Feelings Toward Friends: doesn't really have any friends
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Same Sex: considers them with caution, has to make sure he's superior
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Opposite Sex: doesn't know much about them since there isn't any of his type, elf, where he lives anymore. So most his information is from books.
Feelings Towards Enemies: enjoyment and anger, thoughts of taking them down and much imagination in how it will be done
The Basic Facts
Name: Tarephain (name probably will change)
Pronunciation:Tear - a - fane (not tear as in cry but tear as in rip)
Age: adult elf, not very old but has enough years gone by
City or Area of Birth: unnamed at this time. Has a black castle but that's about all I've figured out.
Sex: male
Height: somewhat tall for an elf but still within their height range
Weight: average Hair: not as light as woodland (feyn) but not as dark as the other main character elf
Eyes: greenish
Clothes: royal but could handle a fight in them too. has to ride dragons, so has to be useful though extravagent in materials
Marriage Status: single
Sexual Orientation: bisexual probably, but more into men
Occupation: Ruler and tyrant
Fighting Ability: good at fighting, close range but doesn't often do long range because he has a whole army for that
Magikal Ability: many magickal skills he has developed over the years. Uses it to control others in particular.
Character Description: He didn't seem evil, per say, but there was something obviously wrong with him. He acted nice, and would say anything to make things sound like they would be great as long as everyone would just give in. No, of course the kind could still be leader, as long as he answered to him. But resist and his wrath exploded with death and destruction.
Familial Relations
Father: unnamed
Living/Deceased: deceased
Occupation of Father: was ruler
Mother: unnamed
Living/Deceased: deceased
Parental Marriage Status: both are dead
Occupation of Mother: none
Sister(s): none
Age(s): n/a
Living/Deceased: n/a
Marriage Status: n/a
Brother(s): none
Age(s): n/a
Living/Deceased: n/a
Marriage Status: n/a
Aunt(s), Uncle(s), Cousin(s), etc: no living relatives at this point
Other Family Occupations: n/a
Relationships with Others Current Lover/Spouse: none
Best Friend(s): dragon
Other Friends: doesn't have friends, has close servants
Past Love(s)/Spouse(s): none
Worst Enemy: many people, he is trying to conquer everyone so easy to get enemy's. has past rage for those that killed the Thaileon elves
Allies: some exist in various places, tries to get places to give in without a fight since it's easier
Ability to Make New Friends: can be charming but isn't often seen by most people.
Other People of Note in Character's Life: in book 1, not many except those already listed
Reason Why They are Noteworthy: n/a
Background
Where Raised: same place he lives
Family Background: raised in a location that was away from most populations with a plot brewing for revenge
Psych Profile
Greatest Joy: the revival of dragons, thought to be extinct everywhere else.
Greatest Trauma: something his trainer person did when he was young
Morals: certain morals are fine while others are skewed by the purpose he has for revenge
Ambitions: revenge, doing what he was born to do
Positive Personality Traits: can be compassionate at times, doesn't like to kill unnecessarily, education is important to him
Negative Personality Traits: bossy, focused on revenge, hatred stems from how he was raised
Mannerisms: (need to think of some, those will be seen in middle novel)
Fears, Anxieties: failure Temperament: calm, has a mask often times, can have flashes of anger
Ambitions: revenge
How Character Displays Emotions: tries not to display any emotion that would make him seem weak to others
Leader/Follower: Leader, forceful
Perception of Others: they are inferior, some are worthless
Perception of Self: thinks highly of his self and thinks he knows what he wants but in truth he doesn't have a real sense of self
Memories: how he was raised, trained
Dreams/Plans: has none of his own, just what he was raised to do
How Character Handles Crisises: Has a moment of panic, depending on the crises, tries not to let it be shown but then will move forward because he feels he has everything needed to beat everyone.
Personality Type: A, needs to be in control of everything. things need to go his way
Most Meaningful Life Experience: unknown
Attitude Toward Others: definitely feels superior to others and focuses on how they will be of use to him
Feelings Toward Family: hasn't had any family for a number of years, just servants, so he doesn't have much of an experience to care about family.
Feelings Toward Friends: doesn't really have any friends
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Same Sex: considers them with caution, has to make sure he's superior
Feelings Toward Strangers of the Opposite Sex: doesn't know much about them since there isn't any of his type, elf, where he lives anymore. So most his information is from books.
Feelings Towards Enemies: enjoyment and anger, thoughts of taking them down and much imagination in how it will be done
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