Boulderoleros!

Greetings and hello to you all.  There’s so many of you now, I look forward to these numbers swelling in the coming days.  News!  I had to go back and fix some of the early mythology stuff, so I’ve done that.  Now I’m just doing a quick run through of the early mythology and the age of kings and then I’m back to the age of dragons and I can keep chuggin’ through the history.  It’s more work than I thought it’d be, but it’s gonna be dooooope.  I am pumped.  I hope you all had very good thanksgivings and for those of you who don’t celebrate thanksgiving, I hope thursday was great anyway!  Sorry everything was closed. 

Earth, Sea, Empire

-NDF

Hello Boulderoleros!  That's the cool name you get this week.  Next week I'll have something different, but Boulderoleros is a lot of fun to say, so I might stick with that.  Yesterday was #TOBTuesday, but I was working all day and unable to get to my computer for an update, so now it's #WhenDoTheElvesShowUpWednesday (Soon.  The elves show up soon.)  Speaking of Elves, this is the final week to patch up the history of the elves and the centaurs.  I've been working on their history for a few days, naming strange gods, creating legendary swordsmen and ruthless emperors and giant monsters for them to chase around to slake their insatiable bloodlust.  They're tattooed from head to toe, deadly and agile, a bit unhinged and very excited for me to finish.  The centaurs on the other hand are not excited about anything except killing elves.  Combining the wrath of the goddess of creation Zosochuangjana and the cruel excitement of her vengeful sister, the goddess of war, whose name escapes me at the moment, the centaurs have a single purpose on this planet: being the coolest.  No one knows if they were born in the south western forests or if they spawned from the deep cracks and crevices of the underworld, but the Centaurs exploded out of their sheltered woodland home and spread themselves across the southern plains like violent butter on toast.  They burned through the mountains like a pyroclastic cloud, consuming cities and peoples, leaving smolders (Not Cobie Smolders, sorry.  Wait, that's Smulders.  Bummer.) and ash in their wake.  When the goddesses were satisfied, they called their beasts off and the centaurs retreated like like hairy, sweaty, violent flood waters.   All these shenanigans are not directly related to the current project, finishing the first book, but they are muscles supporting the frame of what I'm working on.  To understand the present and future, we must first understand the past.  Wow, long update.  Long story short, I'm still at it!  Thank you SO much for your support.  Pre-sale starts September 26th.  Stay gold, ponyboys and girls!

-NDF