Necromancers' Pride

A tale of magic, adventure and heroes.


April 17, 2015
by Charles David Carpenter
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Jason’s Blog: Personal Favorites

Favorite Scene: Necromancers’ Pride:
Quest for Elderstone


¡Hola a todos Feliz Viernes!

Hello everyone happy Friday!

Today I’d like to do something different. Today, and for the next two weeks, I want to talk about my favorite scenes from the three Necromancers’ Pride books. Today, book 1, Quest for Elderstone! Normally when you say favorite singular, it refers to one, today I have two!

“Dantin and Regar mirrored that surprise, both of whom looked in shock at the man who had suddenly appeared among them. Blood dripped down the wicked blade of his stout, black falchion. He was in armor as dark as midnight; his helm’s visor was shaped into the twisted skeletal face of death. His oblong shield, which came down to a point at its upper and lower tips, was very maneuverable. Sharp all the way around, the shield was employed as much for wide, slashing strokes as it was for defense. It was ridged and dark as the armor with a crown and thorn etched on its surface.” (205-206).

What an awesome description to introduce one of my favorite characters, Reese Pelingril. When I first read this paragraph of awesome, I remembered having the widest smile on my face knowing that another pivotal and badass character was introduced. To put to cherry on top of this sundae of writing, Reese risked his own life to save children he barely knew, thats an example of a leader. A leader who sacrifices himself for the greater good.

My second favorite scene is THE ENTIRETY OF CHAPTER ONE. Oh my goodness, this chapter set so much speculation for what is in the future for Corwyn, Wren, and Terridous. The beginning of an amazing adventure to escort the Pride. We learn details about our protagonists that define them and their characters. I already had so many questions about what is the Glass Tower, who started the mighty Osylns and who are the Lyndrinians? just to name a few. When Corwyn was- well, in case you don’t know, I don’t want to spoil anything!

What was your favorite part(s) of Quest for Elderstone? Please let me know, I’m very interested, in the comments!

Like I always say, see ya next week!

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April 16, 2015
by Charles David Carpenter
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The Known Kingdoms: Daldra

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Kingdom of Daldra

Government: Feudal system on brink of civil war

Current Ruler: Various noble houses vie for power.

Climate: Mild/Temperate climate. Harsh winters in the east.

Population: 2.9 Million

Want to get away for a quiet, bucolic setting in beautiful forests? Look no further than the Kingdom of Daldra. With the marjority of the relatively peaceful Sheltered Forest and picturesque Gren Vale within its borders, Daldra has some of the most expansive forest territory in the Known Kingdoms. Only Aldara boasts more pure forest area. All the forests and territory is not beautiful, though. The darkness of the Great Rift has seeped into the fabric of the Daldran landscape. The Crying Wood, another huge forested territory, holds some frightening secretes within its dense and shadowy confines.

All is not beautiful in Daldra, especially politically. The ruling houses have drawn against the commonwealth and now the Kingdom is torn with the threat of civil war. With the escalation of aggression between the kingdoms surrounding them, the Daldrans wait to see where they will fall in the broader landscape of war. While civil strife threatens them from within, the world around them threatens to explode like a powder keg. Only time will tell whether the Daldrans will be able to overcome both the external and internal strife that threatens to rip them apart.

To learn more about the kingdom of Daldra, along with all the other unique and diverse characters that inhabit the world of Necromancers’ Pride, CLICK HERE to get your copies today.

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April 15, 2015
by Charles David Carpenter
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Caiya’s Blog: Rose

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Hello people! Once again, today is Wednesday, and I shall be doing another post (this is what you are reading right now). I know, I am apparently being Captain Obvious – anyway! Today I will recount my day very quickly, then on to the actual passage. Enjoy!


  1. Today (Wednesday) is sad for me because I miss my drama class. Our drama season ended because we did the actual play (and we did fantastic on it, if I do say so myself) and I miss my instructors and great experiences with my friends.
  2. Yesterday (Tuesday) was fantastic because I did great in my Social Studies project. Earlier, we had to do projects of the Medieval Times Era, and we presented, but today, we actually battled. We told our defense and attack.
  3. Yesterday (Tuesday) we had to finish writing our first-draft essay and my peer editor thought I had too much of a diverse vocabulary for her, and she put that on my “to improve” list! Anyway, I had a fun experience.


Enough of MY schedule… Let’s get on with the Necromancers’ Pride.


I do not own any of these characters, but I do make up these fictional stories. It would be amazing if they were real, though.

Dolthaia’s POV (Point of View)



            “Dolly? Dol? Thaia? Dolthaia?” I hear and I sit up. Those are the names my childhood friends called me. Before… Before… I can’t–remember. I just know my friends in my youth called me by those names. They’re too girly.

“Huh?” I say.

“Shh. Come here. Don’t wake the others,” the gentle voice says. We are in the middle of a field on a hill. Where could the person possibly be hiding?

“No. I don’t even know you,” I whisper back. “HE—!”

I start to yell out ‘HELP’ but a hand covers my mouth to stop me. I bite it. The person who had me yelps and rolls down the hill. I grab the knife out of my boot and look over the edge, my fire slowly diminishing.

There is a girl, a small one, about my age, lying at the bottom of the hill, sprawled on the floor. I walk near to her. She has long brown hair, and a pretty-yet-plain face. I poke her with my boot. She’s out cold.

I bend down to her hand. She’s holding a letter. I slowly grab it out of her hand and open it. In messy handwriting it reads:



I mustn’t have much time, but I need you to understand something. Do not give up hope. I know it’s hard, but be ready for what life has to offer you.

But: when you are stricken between two tough choices, choose the one you think I would choose.

Ask Rose for who I am.


“Rose? Is this girl Rose?” I whisper to myself. I nudge her in the side with my foot. She doesn’t wake. I nudge her again, this time harder. I sigh and try to pick her up. I must know who wrote this note.

I grunt as I life her small body and I trudge up the hill. I put her down next to the fire and wrap her in an extra coat. I watch her lay there until my eyelids are heavy to stay awake, and I fall asleep…




Sorry for leaving you on a cliffhanger, but I will continue this story next week! Thanks for reading! Stay posted!



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April 14, 2015
by Charles David Carpenter
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The Known Kingdoms: Lyndria

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Country of Lyndria

Government: Indigenous – Clan system / Conquered – Empirical Martial Law

Current Ruler: Therak’onian Warlord Nobility

Climate: Arctic

Population: 233,000

The frozen steppes of and barren tundra of Lyndria are home to a hardy, fierce and proud people. The Lyndrians pride themselves in being able to survive in some of the most extreme cold weather environments in the Known Kingdoms. Located just below the Ring Of Ice, Lyndria is a land that is surprisingly full of life. The cold lakes and rivers are some of the richest in the world in terms of fish. The hardy rogue grass (which is not really grass, but a thick lichen-like plant) grows heavily on the rocks and tough ground of the tundra. An amazingly rich food source, it is the main component of the diets of the various herds of caribou, bandoo and other breeds of northern deer. Ranging in huge numbers, those herds are a primary food source for not only tundra predators like ice bears and frost maulers, but for the people of Lyndria, as well. The Lyndrian culture is primarily that of hunter-gatherers. The nomadic clans follow the migratory routes of the huge herds, hunting off of the abundance of animal life, fishing in the salmon rich waters and surviving off of the land.

Lyndria is also known for its deep mines of gold and precious stones. It is for that reason that most in the Known Kingdoms believe the powerful Therak’onian warlords sought to make it a part of their vast empire. Lyndria’s slight population has been cut down further due to the harsh rules governing family size enforced by the Therak’onians. In point of fact, Lyndria is considered by most to not even belong to the Known Kingdoms. The dreaded Great Rift separates most of it from the western kingdoms. However, there is a small expanse of land between the northernmost point of the Great Rift and the southernmost reaches of the mountain ranges surrounding the Ring of Ice that allows for access to Lyndria. Concerned with any retaliation from Therak’onia for entering one of their conquered territories, most people of the Known Kingdoms prefer to leave life east of the Great Rift, Lyndia included, to its own devices. The Rift makes for a natural barrier between the lands of the east and Known Kingdoms of the west, and that is fine for all involved. So, if braving chaffing winds, ferocious predators, powerful warlords and the darkness of the Great Rift is your idea of the perfect fishing getaway, make sure you give Lyndria a visit on your next stop in the Known Kingdoms.

To learn more about the country of Lyndria, along with all the other unique and diverse characters that inhabit the world of Necromancers’ Pride, CLICK HERE to get your copies today.


April 10, 2015
by Charles David Carpenter
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Jason’s Blog: Biology – The Elitician


Predators: The Elitician

Hello everyone! Happy Friday!

DISCLAIMER: As with all my blogs, these are just my fictional creations to add to the layers of mythology that is the world of Necromancers’ Pride. If I were to create something in the world, it would be this. They don’t really exist…but wouldn’t it be cool if they did?

This week, biology! I love biology and the genetic make up of organisms. So, I thought I’d experiment with animals in this week’s blog.

Introducing The Elitician!

Average Length(wingspan): 11′ 5”ft; males. 10′; females.

Average Weight: 32lbs; males. 22lbs; females.

Average Lifespan: 10-13 years; males/females.

This animal evolved from the common bird that you would normally see flying in the air minding its own business with normal feathers. What spiked its evolutionary change is the genetic coding. Looking at a punnet square of the Eliticians’ physical features, the scales trait is incomplete dominance. They increased in size due to sexual attractiveness to the other gender. Several males of the species had the uncommon scaly trait and passed it on to the next generations who had no scales. Dominance failed to generate and scales with feathery wings became the new dominant trait. Now in the modern day, all that patrol the skies of this species are scaly and rough, especially when it comes to hunting.

Even before its evolutionary change, these birds of prey were exceptional hunters. They skulk the skies of the wicked Jundin’s Pass searching for their next meal. They primarily hunt Horren offspring because they are light to carry and are easy targets. These predators are equipped with sharp talons that pierce into flesh like a sword to jell-o to carry prey almost their weight and carry them back to the nest for their young to feast on. Hunters beware to search for the Elitician because they are very defensive of their offspring.

All in all, a very ferocious bird of prey with a bad attitude toward outsiders who want to inflict harm to them. This is an example of evolution at its finest.

Would you want an Elitician as a pet? Let me know in the comments!

As always everyone, see ya next week!