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Genre: Fantasy
About OwasmLocation: Salt Lake City, UT Home Region: Website: http://www.owasm.com Favorite novels: Demon Prince series, LOTR, WOT, SoT, Fafhrd & Mouser series Favorite writers: Jack Vance, JRR Tolkien, JK Rowling, JT Ripper, Jane Austen Favorite music: Batman Begins Non-noveling interests: Fly fishing from a bathyscape at -20,000 leagues |
Joined: September 30, 2009 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 0 NaNoWriMo buddies: 15
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Brief Author Bio: Raised by Wombats in a secret cave in the Artic, I made my debut as the principal ballerina in The Pit & The Pendulum performed for Rock Men on the high slopes of the Austrian Alps. When I reached six feet in height and grew a beard, I was discharged from the ballet and joined the voyage of the airship Ratsass II as a picolo player and towel artist. Retired as captain at the end of '09 and began writing while starting my new career as a hospitality specialist at Wal Mart. |
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Synopsis: Bellian's Journey
Complete at 105,000 words
Bellian was born a wizard. His father was a wizard born the third son of a king in a distant land. His mother was a wizardess. Another wizard killed his parents for the his father's fourth brother who murdered his way to the throne. Bellian escapes death and must fend for himself as he becomes a soldier, acolyte, treasure hunter and wanderer, on a journey to seek his place in the world.
Along the way he meets a blacksmith, a fellow soldier, a god, a three-thousand year old woman, a savage, chiefs, wizards, and the fratricidal King.
Excerpt: Bellian's Journey
Bellian wasn't happy about being taken out of the throne room on a stretcher, but the villain's sword plunged right through his thigh.
"Now what was that about not seeing any action?" Mullin said as he walked at stretcher's side. His head was bound just about his eyebrows.
"I've had enough for a few days. Did anyone find out who the men were?"
One of the stretcher-bearers spoke up. "One of the King's brothers. The men weren't after King Rollack, they were after the King of South Wansua."
"Saving the enemy. Just our luck." Mullin tapped Bellian on his arm. "Police work."
"What?"
"Police work. That's what happens when you take over another country. King Rollack's going to have to make sure South Wansua is properly rolled into his domain. Once the army moves on it becomes an occupation and the military left behind do police work. I did it before and it's a lose-lose situation. The people hate you and you end up hating them."
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