Day 102. 76 pages, 33,745 words.
It started with the Barbarian Convention.
Conan was there, of course, and in a slight calendar-muddle so too was Tarzan. Yoru had made an appearance with his infamous horse Torquis, and I’m pretty sure Brutan was in attendance. Red Sonja, of course – no event was complete without her – and I think I heard somebody shouting about Drogo but why Frodo’s father would have been invited is beyond me.
There may have been more. Frankly, once Conan and Yoru get into it, that’s a crowd all on its own.
The very idea of a Barbarian Convention seemed like a contradiction in terms somehow, but don’t ask me. The main issue I had with the damn thing was that it was happening right across the road from our house.
And that’s chair-throwing distance, that is.