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hey when are you going to continue off from day 24/25 on werewolf tale 2? i am enjoying this and i read everything now and this was stuff i already read in the nano. please keep writing dude this stuff is good
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Ha. Nice one Khedvu. Gotta love Big Mac.
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Heh. Congrats. I was hoping someone would use this.
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OMG. I got firsties on a Shoutbox. O.o The world must be ending.
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Werewolf Tale - E-Book Samples - MOBI/EPUB by SilverWerewolf09
Werewolf Tale - E-Book Samples - MOBI/EPUB
As promised, here are the e-book samples. I couldn't find an option to make them into deviations here, or set the category to Literature, so I'm using DropBox links instead.

Chapter 10 - Off The Familiar Path by SilverWerewolf09
Chapter 10 - Off The Familiar Path
Chapter 10 of Werewolf Tale 2.


And some more updates with this new chapter as well.

- I will be posting another deviation later today with e-book sample links, one in EPUB and another in MOBI. These samples will contain half of the current draft, which is pre-copy-edit #2.

- It seems Lulu uses a printer system that recognizes CMKY file formats, not RGB. Once this change goes into effect with the next sample prints, the issue the cover had with being too dark should be mostly fixed. Otherwise, whatever changes the future drafts bring can be easily moved to the templates I've got set up for the physical and e-versions of Werewolf Tale.

Until next time.
Werewolf Tale's third test copy has arrived. The contrast issue with the cover is still there, which is concerning but fixable. 

Pictures and more in my

In the meantime, I'm making new e-book samples from the current draft with Scrivener. (The few test versions I've made so far work very well on my Nook, and when compiled have e-book chapter links made. If the next few test samples look good with the Kindle app, I'll upload them in another update/deviation.)
The questioning stopped once Apren agreed to what Gilder proposed; although he felt urged to ask her where she'd gone, how few of the buildings were open past nightfall gave him a few ideas. The tavern was obvious, and the marketplace square wasn't officially closed after nightfall, so some late-operating vendors and traders could've given her an ear for a long while.

When his essentials were gathered, he left her to rest in the room and made his way to the inn's commons. The scents of breakfast servings barely distracted him as he went outside, intent on checking on his goods and horses before anything else.

- Chapter 4 -

- Apren -

Not long after Gilder left her alone in the room, Apren felt the apprehension from the night before seep back into her thoughts. The Mage Halls were hundreds of miles from Eschalon. How long ago had the theft taken place if word was reaching this far north? If it had already reached the hands of highwaymen, it couldn't have been long.

The Mages were experimenting with fire-based firearms cycles ago. Is this one of them?

When the device was removed from her pack, Apren's apprehension slowly laxed. All night long, this thing had been hidden away and her attention was drawn even to things she barely noticed in any other situation. Now, with the room as a temporary sanctuary, and a better source of light, she had a chance to fully examine the firearm.

Her attention was initially drawn to the steel portion of the device; a message written in Emonish, her native language, was engraved into the metal along one of the longest parts: ‘When personal ability wanes, this will continue the fight.’

The vagueness of the message was brought into focus when Apren noticed, engraved across the cylindrical portion of the device, etchings outlining a fire spell. The basic commands were there, but a collection of modifiers were also, all of them affecting something about the spell. The image that flashed through Apren’s mind once she put the modifying commands in context was a blast of fire capable of setting several feet of the inn’s wall ablaze.


When Gilder returned to the room, Apren stopped sifting through her pack and turned to him. “Readying to leave?” he asked.

“Checking my supplies.” Apren replied in a matching tone. “Did you sell everything last night?”

“Some of it. If all goes well, I can trade what is left by midday, and then we can depart.”

“That’s fine by me. I’m short on a few supplies.”

Gilder didn’t speak for a moment. “You have the firearm handy?”

“What for?”

“I’m curious about it, and I’d like to see it for a moment.”

“Certainly.” While hunting for the device, Apren couldn’t help worrying that Gilder had other reasons to ask to see it. Hoping there was nothing powering it, she handed it over once it was found and watched him quietly examine it for a length of time.

- Ben -

As midday approached, Ben continued working on the two repair commissions his father had taken that morning. Near the door of the smithy, his personal crossbow rested atop the pre-folded sheet of paper, a quiver of bolts nearby, along with Elliot’s book. His readings of it from the previous night had further called into question how useful paper would be as a sole form of protection.

Glancing back at his crossbow, Ben prayed that it wouldn’t pierce all the way in the test he would perform soon. It would stick, no doubt, but if, somehow, the bolt could not make it through thirty-two layers of paper, he would have a basic design for a paper scale.

At the same time, he wondered further about the practicality of such armor. How much lighter would a full paper suit be versus one of steel scale? How long would such armor last under the strain of many blows, slashes and fired arrows?

A pair of knocks at the smithy’s side door broke his train of thought. “Ben?” his father asked, coming in when he replied, “Are the repairs coming along?”

“I’m finished with one already. I’ll be taking a moment’s break shortly, though.”

“Sounds fine…Whose book is that?” his father asked after a brief pause.

“Farmer Elliot’s. He’s letting me borrow it.” After Ben replied, his father walked over and picked it up without a word, the furnace’s sounds masking his turning of the pages.

“An arms and armor manual. Shame there’s hardly a use for much of this.”

“The other empires don’t have local troubles?”

“Maybe. Why? Thinking of going mercenary on your mother and I?”

“If I ever travel or learn to trade, like Gilder, some protection wouldn’t hurt.”

Ben’s father paused again. “True, but the last time I saw leather armor for sale, the smith wanted half a kutch for it.”

At that sentence, Ben saw some utility of armor idea he had. “That much?”
NaNoWriMo 2014 - Day 18 - 30 (+3)
Had to delay this posting for a while due to food poisoning on the last three days of NaNo this year.

I will be continuing this tale for a while as I wait for my second copy-edit draft to be returned to me. Also, a few things to note about this part of the tale:

- A 'kutch' is one of the currency types in this story, the least valuable coin denomination but worth a thousand bills. (Paper money is worth much less than metals/crystal.)

- The runes/modifiers on the firearm that Apren notices. Just like in Magician's Tale, magic is wild and powerful at its most base; something unknown to Paige, and even to Tristan, is magic can be restricted or enhanced by commands.

Looking forward to telling more soon, and until then, enjoy.
- Chapter 3 -

- Ben -

Ben was nearing Elliot’s farm when he began fantasizing about marching towards a skirmish outside of town. Despite the sword at his side, he didn’t draw it when he imagined ranks of enemy soldiers coming his way. Instead, he held an imagined shield in front of him, his gaze glancing around, watchful for arrows or an ambush.

It was the kind of situation, however fantasized, that made his idea of paper armor seem like a flight of fancy. More so when he began imagining what an arrow in the right place would do to such armor.

I could add some leather backing to the paper scales…or do I even need to?

He stayed lost in thought until he heard his name being called, then looked up. Elliot was readying to meet him on the road. “How’s my sword?”

“Fixed and cleaned, like new.”

“You looked like you were about to practice with it on the way.” Elliot said as he examined the blade.

Ben shook his head. “Wouldn’t be good business,” He continued after a pause, “and I was thinking about a set of armor.”

“Thinking of making a second set?”

“After I test a few things, yes.”

“I see.” Elliot went back to examining his blade for a moment. “Was it you or your old man who fixed this?”

“I did.” Ben replied. Elliot didn’t respond for several seconds, but Ben remained confident about his work on the blade.

“Hmm…do you have to be anywhere soon?”

“Jean’s store doesn’t close for some time, so no, but why?”

“Because I have something I think you’ll want.”

“What, exactly?”

“Let me find it, then I’ll tell you. Wait here.”

As Elliot began walking away, Ben strained his thoughts to picture what he was referring to. Something he thinks I want…he was asking about the blade before that…no, I did a good job and he’s already paid…hmm. Wonder what it is. Ben soon stood under the closest eternal lamp, continuing to think until he needed to gaze into the darkening area around him.

When he saw Elliot returning to him, the first thing he noticed was an object tucked under his arm; the sword was gone, likely re-shelved for the next slasher event. As Elliot passed by another eternal lamp, Ben could see the outlines of a hardcover book and what looked like a metal gauntlet.

The few books Ben had seen before now were Gilder’s property; his family had borrowed two from him several cycles ago, and hearing him speak so highly of the contents at the time urged him to look over one before they were returned. What he’d found was a collection of tales, all of which were fanciful in his eyes, aside from one particular story in the way it was told. That of several warriors and magicians, knights as the story had titled them, joining forces to find and return the son of a dying, heirless queen. Did he trade that with Gilder?

“I found it.” As Elliot pulled the book from under his arm, Ben heard several chinks of metal on metal. “I received this book during my service to Acansus. Never needed it though, being a soldier and not a craftsman, but I figure you can make good use of it.”

“What kind of book is it?” Ben asked after reading the title.

“It’s partially a history book, but it’s also a smithing and crafting technique manual.”

“I see.” Opening the book to a random page about a third in, Ben’s attention was initially drawn to an image of scaled metal armor. The lettering surrounding it was difficult to read in the spot he and Elliot stood. “Never seen a book this thick.”

“If you ever visit the major cities of Acansus, you’ll find more that are this thick.”

“What about our empire’s cities?”

“I can’t say. I never gave further thought to traveling after settling here.”

“Hmm.” Ben glanced at the gauntlet again. “That gauntlet you have. Was that part of your suit?”

“For less than a cycle, then it and its twin retired with me. I take it you want to try it on?”

Ben nodded before sliding the steel and leather gauntlet onto his hand. Each flex of his fingers curled the plates of the digits, the gauntlet as a whole giving him the feeling that one punch would knock someone on their rear.

“You’re probably thinking what I was when I first wore those.”

“I don’t know…but this construction…” All these grommets and metal plates. How much would just this one piece cost in materials?

“There are a lot of parts to it, and that’s just part of a full plate suit.”

“I was just thinking that,” Ben said as he returned the gauntlet, “and if I could even afford to build the suit I want.”

“You may have to become an apprentice or shop assistant somewhere to get the money and materials you’ll need. Or see if Gilder can trade some of your personally crafted tools.”

“When he gets back, I’ll see what he can tell me about all of that.”

“I’d suggest traveling with him if he’s willing to bring you along. Better to learn about trading first-hand than by word-of-mouth.”

“True, and thank you for showing me the book.”

“You’re welcome. If you’re wondering, so long as you have a use for it, you can keep it.”

“I believe I’ll have many uses for it for some time.”

“Glad to hear it. See you around the smithy, then.”

As Elliot departed, Ben turned to another page, finding only text this time. He soon began walking back to town, coming close to the eternal lamps he passed to allow some moments to read. The idea proved unreliable, but once back home with the paper sheet he needed, his bedroom lamp ensured that the next several hours were taken up with his attention set on the book.

- Gilder -

- Eschalon -
- Next Day, Morning -

Upon waking up the morning after his and Apren’s arrival at Eschalon, Gilder was quick to notice hints of frost sweeping under the door to his inn room. “Standing guard?” he asked as he pulled himself up, barely noticing the grogginess of his voice. No reply came.

She said she’d meet me by morning… At first thinking she was resting somewhere outside the door, another thought crossed Gilder’s mind as the seconds passed: Had she left a chunk of ice near the door instead? And if so, for what reason? His thoughts then went to his wagon and trade goods. The horses were being kept in a nearby stable, and the key to the shed his wagon was locked in was still on his person, but half of his goods were still left to be sold.

If she’s not in the hall…that firearm. Did something scare her off? Now more anxious to find out what had changed since he’d been asleep, Gilder slowly slid out of the bed, cushioning his hooves to mask his steps and keeping as silent otherwise as he could. A glance into the hall was all he needed to get an initial idea of things, but as he made his way to the door, his axe was in hand and at the ready.

The unlocking of the door latch ruined the stretch of hushed sound in the room, but again, no sounds came from the other side of the door. Hoping Apren was indeed outside, Gilder allowed just enough of the door to open to see the other part of the hall, opening it further once he was certain no one else was walking, or standing, by.

What he found was Apren sitting and leaning against the wall near the door, with one of her arms, from which the wispy streams of cold had been running, laid over her massive pack. Unable to tell if she was asleep or simply resting, Gilder stepped back, easing the door closed as he began wondering how long she’d been sitting there.

That train of thought continued throughout his morning routines, branching into other questions as his concern for his goods and horses never fully relaxed; he’d dealt with very few Elementals, business or otherwise, up to now. How much he believed she’d heard some important news was mixed with questions about what caused her to rest in the spot she was.

I hope nothing spooked her into staying near the room. At that thought, Gilder glanced outside. With his room’s window facing away from the town’s main square, what activity he could see showed little change in guard posts and patrols. She said the tavern was her first stop. Where else did she go last night?

Gilder’s thoughts ceased as he heard movement by the door. Scraping and sliding sounds at that. Repeating his ‘standing guard’ quip in turn, he got a groggy response from Apren. “You could say that.”

“Were you resting long?”

“Don’t think so.” Apren continued before he could. “Mind if I come in?”

“One moment.” Once the door was open, Apren zeroed-in on a nearby desk and chair, her bag laid aside once she’d sat. “Did your barkeep friend have any information or news?”

“Nothing besides hearsay from the patrons, so…I suppose official word of the theft hasn’t come this far.”

“We should both be glad of that.”

“I suppose, but I couldn’t help thinking that the mages wouldn’t want word getting out about the theft.”

“Having such an item stolen from them would be an embarrassment, but if hearsay has made it this far, official word will follow.”

“Then…” Apren paused long enough to prompt Gilder to repeat the word as a question. “Then would you object to traveling with me? You were there. You know I wasn’t involved in the theft.”

“You’ll have to follow me back to where I live, let me explain to my countrymen what is going on so they can prepare for my departure.”

“Where’s that at?”

“A town well west of here. A day and half travel-time, usually.”

“That suits me. The sooner this thing is gone, the better.”

- Chapter 4 -

- Gilder -

The questioned temporarily stopped once Apren agreed to what Gilder proposed.
NaNoWriMo 2014 - Day 11-17
Made some good progress since the last posting, although I can see problems coming during the later travel portions. I'll have to squeeze everything I can out of these three when those times come versus depend on world detailing to pad the prose out.


Word Count - 5,298 of 30,000

(Image Credit - Bretonnia coat-of-arms - Warhammer)

Werewolf Tale - Beta Reading Announcement

Journal Entry: Sun Aug 31, 2014, 10:42 AM
Your Title - version 2.0


Guten Tag, alle.

As of yesterday, Werewolf Tale has been submitted for its second copy-edit. As I mentioned before, I will be using the time preceding getting the draft back to do a few things regarding the novel. One of which is part of this submission/announcement.

While I’m waiting for the edited draft and preparing for a third copy-edit or the final proofread, I am going to be holding a Beta Reading for Werewolf Tale. What this means is I am opening the floor to all interested in offering their thoughts and suggestions on the story as it is now.

I will provide a full copy of the current draft and a questionnaire to fill out to anyone who chooses to do this. Leave a comment or Note/PM me and I will link you to the files and provide an e-mail address to send the completed document to. Be sure to answer every question as fully as possible, and contact me if something is confusing.

Be advised also that I would like to mention the people who help me here by a real name in the Acknowledgments portion of the novel versus User IDs. If you do not wish to be named, let me know and I will respect your request.

This Beta Read will run until I am ready for the final proofread to be done, which I will announce. When that time arrives, I will be finalizing things, so no changes outside of minor ones will be made.

Thanks for your time, and I look forward to reading what you all have to say.

- Adam G.


Adam G. / AgentBJ09
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
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I came across this site while browsing for werewolf art years ago. Since then, I believe I've found a better calling in writing fiction, fan-based or otherwise.

I've recently graduated from The University of Houston with a Bachelor's in Business Management, and am working towards publishing my first novel, Werewolf Tale. Looking forward to that moment when I can hold my work in my hands as a finished product.

Otherwise, I'm usually gaming on my seems-to-be-dying XBOX 360 and editing for Good times.

Since there are many choices for aquiring an e-book online, which of these options which would you choose and why? 

7 deviants said DRM-free from a site like Smashwords and Lulu.
3 deviants said Closed distros like the App Store and Amazon, possibly with DRM.


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Your commission is complete, but my Internet is awful now and I can't upload art to you. I will make it tomorrow. I'm sorry for waiting
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Thanks, man.
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One slice of cheesecake, which is plenty for me.
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