The audio is a little worn, as electronic files get...when not re-saved over time, but they still sound pretty good.

This show "Rappin' it Up" was my 14 yer old daughters idea. She gets all the credit here, and it was a brilliant idea: interview the comic book characters from WantedHero.com. She knew that kids loved shows from other kids and she was spot on...the very next morning, less than 12 hours later, we had fan mail and she was an instant hit.

Unfortunately we only made two of these shows--which was an intense process for me personally, trying to be all the voices to meet my daughters questions. So I'd like to share a piece of our podcasting journey with you from 2005.

Enjoy!

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Kneeling in silence, each Iskäri placed their hands upon the shoulders of those in front of them, creating a web of arms and bowed heads, every one reaching into the center towards Caleb and Moira. Each whispered prayers for the last of a family line, offering up all the love and strength of their people.

They wept as one.

--from Prelude to a Hero, Chapter 8: VALLEN

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“You’re going in too?”

The wizard nodded. “They sent notice to me as soon as you arrived.” Tapping his legs, “Don’t move as fast as I used to.”

Nodding feebly, Wendell sat back down. “You look like me.”

Chuck choked on the smoke from his pipe and started coughing. “I what?” He gave Dax an odd look, “I don’t look that bad….do I?”

“You’re not blue, I mean,” Wendell clarified and then gave Dax a leery sideways glance, “…or green, like him.”

“Oh, yeah,” the wizard nodded. “Pinkie. That’s me.” He leaned in closer with a wink. “It’s because I prefer cheeseburgers, fries and a large chocolate malt to all their home grown fruit and fiber. Just cause I like eating blueberries doesn’t mean I want to grow up to be one, eh?”

Wendell laughed lightly, surprised he had it in him. He was warming under the torchlight and enjoyed the distraction.

--from Prelude to a Hero, Chapter 9: COMMITTED

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Wendell caught on quickly, uncharacteristically adept to the steady rhythm of moving from tree to tree. Before long, he was quickly filling box after box, sliding them to the path to be picked up by the next crew.

“Looks like we have a cutter among us!” cried one of the younger boys.

“We’ll see about that!” replied another, picking up his pace.

“Now don’t go cutting yourself, Bram,” Kyliene chimed, “just because you want to be the fastest.”

“But I AM the fastest,” Bram chided back, picking up speed, as all the kids laughed.

It became a contest. The younger boys egged on Wendell the newcomer, racing from tree to tree on the other side of the path. The packers paused and started chanting Wendell’s name as Bram kept pace, then lurched ahead, only to be outmatched once more.

All the while Kyliene, sitting in the middle of the lane of trees, described the events to her Nana, as the old woman laughed.

--from Prelude to a Hero, Chapter 7: DISTRACTED

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Wow. He wasn’t used to attention from girls. Why won’t she stop staring? Wendell smiled back, his face flushing. Do I have food on my face? He got up, turning a bit to the side so that he could swipe a hand across his mouth. Probably have fruit stains on my lips!

Kyliene watched him, still smiling without a word, which…didn’t bother Wendell as much as he thought it would.

She’s adorable! The soft bouncing black curls reminded him of a playful puppy and he had to resist the urge to scoop her up and squeeze her. Wow. He gulped out loud. Wendell guessed she was close to his age and for some reason, it didn’t matter one bit that she was blue.

--from Prelude to a Hero, Chapter 7: DISTRACTED

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Waiting desperately, Shea held his breath. Why is he not reacting?

The High Elder concentrated with a lifetime of practiced skill to clear all thoughts from his consciousness.

He knew why the creature had come.

The snake lingered, tasting the air, waiting for some weakness to snatch—something that would betray the Hero’s location.

The moments stretched past.

Then minutes.

Exploding with repressed uncertainty, Shea thrust his hands through the sleeves of his robe and commanded, “Ish-Krothi Umbällä!”

Fingers gripping an invisible sphere now stretched and forcefully hurled the collected energy at his father.

The asp sparked, bursting into flames as the impact knocked it to the edge of the Pinnacle. Thousands of scales fell, tinkling to the unyielding stone as red glass.

--from Prelude to a Hero, Chapter One: TRUST

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High above the world of Elämä, are two moons, sliding across the sky in peace and silence.

The second, or smaller moon, Iskäri-Käläm...is home to the 'desert flower' known as Erimuri, commonly called Sanctuary.

It is here where Wendell was originally brought, to accept the mantle of the Ithari.

Have you ever wondered what Wendell experienced when he ventured out into the alien community for the very first time?

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All good things have an opposite.

Aren't we told by most, if not all religions, that there is opposition in all things?

Yeah, well, the Ithari isn't an exception to this rule.

The Book of Dark Bindings is the power behind Master Mahan, and the connection to the unembodied.

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Yup, I realize this is completely backwards--posting music before we even start the first podcast season, but this isn't about doing what the podcast community expects...

It's about providing special and unique content for our readers. That includes the original music made for this world.

That's right. The only thing the author knows how to play is his iPod.

These songs were created by fans and given to Jaime, asking him to share them with the Wanted Hero community. So that's what we started doing over one WantedHeroWorld.com. 

This first one is one of the most important, because it's about the Ithari--the gem of the gods.

When we've made enough of these, our gnome staff will make sure the music is collected and placed into a series, so you can listen to them as a playlist. 

For now, just enjoy the music. 

- Höbin

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