Curd: One of Many Goats

A nameless goatherd sets out for, um, Djinamskimis—Djonikana—Djourneykimzish—the big city in search of connection and companionship.

What begins as an ill-advised quest to get himself captured by beautiful (and murderous) sea raiders quickly devolves into a life-or-death chase that plunges our unlikely hero—and his unwilling newfound friends—into pure chaos.

Cheated, robbed, and accosted by rabid hyenas, by pure accident, he falls into the crosshairs of a powerful and ancient cult with a bad itch only arbitrary death penalties can scratch…

Wit. Cunning. Boundless courage. Lightning reflexes. Basic awareness of his surroundings. Our goatherd has none of these. So, it is in sheer, dumb luck that he must place his trust. Or, perhaps another force guides his clumsy feet? Something ineffable. Could it be… fate?

Only the Gods, and time, may tell. A tale of three fools, in three acts.

Shub-a-dubba.