Literature -
Anniversary Literature Competition 2014
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Monday, 08 December 2014 |
Winner of the 1st place in the 2014 Literature Competition
Ay me, how many perils doe enfold
The righteous man, to make him daily fall!
- Edmund Spenser, "The Faerie Queene"
The sickly green orb of Morrslieb eclipsed the cold grey ball of Mannslieb as the two moons rose in the summer night sky. Pale vermillion light illuminated the plains of Laverne, casting strange shadows as it fell on the mounds of corpses that littered the field. It flickered and reflected off the armored hauberks of dead knights and gently caressed the rusted ancient armor of their foes. The sickly scent of death held sway over the remains of the battlefield, the foul stench of rotting corpses both old and new.
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Last Updated ( Friday, 23 January 2015 )
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Literature -
Anniversary Literature Competition 2014
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Monday, 08 December 2014 |
Winner of the 2nd place in the 2014 Literature Competition
Harken ye all and list' now to me,
As I spin ye a tale of great mystery.
From a shadowy defile upon a moss wrapped hillock, an ancient horn sounds a mournful clarion call across the forgotten earth below. The haunting tone echoes down into the mist filled vale, reverbrating throughout the blackened, twisted trees and the lichen strewn fen at it's foundation. Until finally, the note fades into the chilling wind that scours this unforgiving landscape. And for the longest of times, there is naught but silence.
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Last Updated ( Friday, 23 January 2015 )
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Literature -
Anniversary Literature Competition 2014
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Sunday, 30 November 2014 |
Winner of the 3rd place in the 2014 Literature Competition
Two
burly men pulled a ramshackle farm cart over the muddy soil, its wheels
creaking every few seconds. A moldering pile of corpses strained against
the confines of the cart, nearly teetering onto the ground. An older man
wearing the tattered vestments of a cleric of Morr was striking a slightly bent
fire poker against an upended cooking pot. ‘Bring out your dead!', he said
after every clang of his improvised bell.
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 28 January 2015 )
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The News -
The Round Table News
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Friday, 17 October 2014 |
It's that special time of the year again, let the celebrations begin! We're officially celebrating our ninth anniversary. Slowly, but steadily the Round Table is approaching its anniversary number 10! Hopefully, we will see a new army book much before that. Read the articles below for information about this year's competitions:
Update: the deadlines for both competitions have been extended until December 8th!
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Last Updated ( Saturday, 29 November 2014 )
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Literature -
Anniversary Literature Competition 2013
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Tuesday, 10 December 2013 |
Winner of the 1st place in the 2013 Literature Competition
So It Begins.
Flickering lamplight cast it's meagre illumination throughout the interior of the humble room, creating rippling shadows that trembled across the yellowing walls. The oil in the brass clad lamp was near gone, forcing the wick to sputter and filled the small peasant hovel with the acrid stench of it's burning. The watcher however, paid it no heed. A part of him unconsciously knowing that somehow the guttering flame would last long enough for the passing to take place.
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Last Updated ( Friday, 14 March 2014 )
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