| Author | the first writing event |
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| By the way, why did you name this 'the first writing event'? There have been so many writing events before this... |
| I vote for #17 !! :D aahahaha |
| No worries Vlaer, it's HIS first writing event ;) |
I vote for #17
lol
but voting hasnt started and what will be the prize?
nobody is odnating
the first writing event'
its the first wiritng event where everyone can participate |
odnating
donating
wiritng
writing
atleast i know which
i know we do writing events in skunders scourage but not everyone can participate(for prize)
plz correct if i am wrong |
i know we do writing events in skunders scourage but not everyone can participate(for prize)
There has been lot more events before, even before the skunder's one I mean, where there were prizes. |
The Coming of the Dwarves
The dwarves are an ancient folk who have survived many a disaster throughout the ages, long before the arrival of men. Long-lived, sturdy and masters of runes and metal, they have endured, overcome and conquered many obstacles. Among dwarves, this is regarded as the golden age, where the dwarf empire prospers and grows. Having been accepted into the Empire, trade flows more than ever as dwarf metalwork is heavily sought after. Dwarf castles, renowned for their impenetrable nature, are now open to other races. However, this peace does not mean that the dwarves have grown soft in their ways. In fact, many dwarf smiths and rune priests continue to forge and bless each weapon and piece of armour brought into being in the holy fires of every forge. Dwarven technology has developed in this era of peace as mechanical forges have been developed, giant factories that belch out fire, the immense hammers pounding out metal at an unbelievable rate. The fearsome Dreadbanes and Invokers preside as a parliament over every castle under each Lord, offering up their experience gathered from hundreds of years of battle as well as peace. Peace has made the dwarves grow stronger peace has allowed them to develop their techniques for battle and improve their arms. Some say that peace is only the prelude to war. If so, the dwarves are well prepared. The success of war is determined by blood. Having survived so long, the dwarves will make certain it is not theirs. |
| I guess no one will donate until you put some gold into the prize money, since you created this topic... |
| if others will follow then i donate 1000 gold to competition |
if others will follow then i donate 1000 gold to competition
Its obvious that if the organizer himself doesn't surely donate, no one will step forward and donate. Did you notice merlin's competition? Due to the prize pot started by him, more people volunteered to donate. You should do the same, not just say that you will put in prize if other put...being n organizer, its you who must start. Or else keep the event free, without any prizes :) |
| i donate 2000 for starters |
| if i can write being in the scourge then tell me |
if i can write being in the scourge then tell me
just anybody cannot be there you gotta show skill to skunder first |
| He is never online no point |
The Rise of the Dead
Out there the mist was so thick that noone could have seen even if a tiger had pounced on them. Still the brave hooded creature went ahead. He had won a big prize but he could not show his bloody and rotten face to his mother. He quietly creeped home through the dark forests. He went in and took oh his hood and cloack. And before the count of 3 fainted.
When he woke up from the shock he started shouting in panic. His face had turned black with green eyes. He went and slapped his hands on the door. His hands broke it. He was amazed. He had broken a door made of metal. Without a scratch. He started searching the house, He found his mpther lying in a pool of blood, and she was not breathing! He fainted again.
Again he wake up and this time he roared in anger. When he roared suddenly a scythe appeared in his hands. This was no ordinary scythe. The scythe was the ancient devastating dark monsters property. Immidiatley he fainted for the third time in the day.
This time when he woke up he was curious to try more of his powers. He saw his dead mother and got an idea. The old monster of the scythe could raise the dead people. Maybe he could to, He raised his hands and tried an action he had seen the creature do (He saw it in a movie) Nothing happened. Then he used all his strength and suddenly a whole skeletal army rose from the grounds. The power exhausted him but his mother still not was alive so he continued. But it didnt happen. Instead he fainted again. When he was sleeping he got even stronger powers and he woke up sweating. He woke up and started crying. In anger he raised thousands of skeletons. He roaredout of his house in anger.
And this is how the first revolt against the gods began.
The army of the dead was named necromancers because of their leaders name was necromance |
The Rise of the Dead
I like this title, I vote on him. :) |
for decay only scourage members will vote with one outsider
donations still welcome
voting at the end of month |
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| i wish we could continue this but its the end of road for me |
| closed by wiz_king (2012-07-13 15:46:11) |
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