Most years in NaNoWriMo, I get to about 15,000 words, a couple of years I got to 50,000, this year I got to just under 28,000 . I would have gotten to the 30,000, I think, but with Jeremy dying, late on the 28th my time, I took a day off the typing, and I typed little on the 30th. I decided in an attempt to lift my spirits, I would type a cameo of Jeremy on the 30th of November my time.

In this cameo, the heroes, Pip, Jordan, Thomas, Damon and Paula are hunting for Pip’s girl friend, Sanistra who was taken by a massive eldritch creature with a large tentacle which appeared through a pair of open doors with a mist between them. So Pip and his friends decided to go in and get her back, as you do … they see a strange figure walking towards them …

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wait was that an ox? Oh yes, it was. Walking on two hind legs, the individual had the body, arms and legs of a man and the neck, shoulders and head of an Ox. A pair of horns were on its head and it also had a tail. It watched Pip and his companions closely before roaring.

Pip paused at the roar, and looked at his companions and asked, “what did we do to deserve this?”

The creature stopped suddenly and spoke, saying “you all talk? I am sorry for roaring at you, I am not used to creatures like you talking. I am Balian Ibn Barazan and I welcome you here to Dirt.”

SNIPPAGE of the unnecessary chatter between the characters of whether Balian was saying dirt or Dirt (similar to earth or Earth)

“That is correct,” Balian Ibn Barazan confirmed, “so, can you tell me what you are doing here, my friends? I have orders to keep watch over this major thoroughfare through Dirt and report any trouble to my superiors. By trouble, they mean those who are not Bovitaurs, so by rights, I should be taking you lot into them, but I think you are not dangerous so I am not going to do so. I would rather be here talking to you and singing songs, perhaps rest a while in my hammock. But by doing so, I am putting myself in danger of questioning and worse from the leadership of my people, so I need you to tie me up so that I can not get into trouble with them. There are five of you, that should be believable that you can overpower me for them.”

*SNIPPAGE of the unnecessary chatter not involving Balian.

Russell