Competition: Crack the Code III

Finished

Crack the Code III

As one goes on, some puzzles are easier than others. For this next one, things have been complicated a tad. If this is too easy for you, we will have to try a little harder. You may find this solution a little more familiar than the last few.

Placement will be based on correct answers and time elapsed between subscription and submission.

Good luck, and May the Force Be With You All!

Competition Information

Organized by: Master Bentre Stahoes, Tasha'Vel Versea
Running time: 2015-12-01 until 2015-12-15 (15 days)
Target Unit: Entire DJB
Competition Type: Other
Awards: Third Level Crescents
Participants: 13 subscribers, of which 10 have participated.

Results

1st place

Keirdagh Taldrya Cantor

Member: Keirdagh Taldrya Cantor
Textual submission: There passed a weary
time. Each throat
Was parched, and glazed each eye.
A weary time! a weary time!
How glazed each weary eye,
When looking westward, I beheld
A something in the sky.
At first it seemed a little speck,
And then it seemed a mist:
It moved and moved, and took at last
A certain shape, I wist.
Placement: 1st place

2nd place

Armad

Member: Armad
Textual submission: There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Placement: 2nd place

3rd place

Ranarr Kul-Tarentae

Member: Ranarr Kul-Tarentae
Textual submission: There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Placement: 3rd place

Mauro Wynter

Member: Mauro Wynter
Submission: Mauro Wynter opted out of publishing his submission.
Placement: No placement

Kalu Burgoo

Member: Kalu Burgoo
Textual submission: There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Placement: No placement

Riverche

Member: Riverche
Textual submission: there passed a weary time. each throat was parched, and glazed each eye. a weary
time! a weary time! how glazed each weary eye, when looking westward, i beheld
a something in the sky. at first it seemed a little speck, and then it seemed a
mist; it moved and moved, and took at last a certain shape, i wist.
Placement: No placement

Howlader Taldrya

Member

Howlader Taldrya

Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time!
How glazed each weary eye,

When looking westward, I beheld a something in the sky.

At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last, A certain shape, I wist.

Placement

No placement

Adept Tahiri Thorn Morte Tarentae

Member: Adept Tahiri Thorn Morte Tarentae
Textual submission: There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye,
When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky.
At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Placement: No placement

Battlelord Mateus Kelborn

Member

Battlelord Mateus Kelborn

Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye,

When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky.

At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; it moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.

Placement

No placement

Evelynn Wyrm

Member

Evelynn Wyrm

Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! How glazed each weary eye.

When looking westward, I beheld a something in the sky.

At first it seemed a little speck, and then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last certain shape, I wist.

Placement

No placement