Alanna was vaguely aware that she was throwing a ball against the wall of her office with the Force, but she was too engrossed in her report to care when it hit the window and sailed out into the grounds.

Krath High Priestess's Weekly Report

1. We're still going to go ahead with the run-on centre, even though it may now be redundant. Not to be put off, we have a second rabbit in the hat that we can try, but this time it's a secret rabbit so I'm not gonna tell you what colour it is :P

2. Because we're being super-efficient at the moment, krath.org WILL soon be working again. It's gonna kill me, but I'll get there :P

Thanks to Tiss, Arania and Dranik for their help with this.

If anyone has ideas for what should be on krath.org, e-mail me.

1. The Epic comp closes this Friday! 21st November. Send your entries to me, Ciara and Trev.

2. Character development competition Part 2

Even as a young jedi you have much to teach others. Write an account in the first person ("I walked...", "as I speak...", etc) about a incident when you taught something to another jedi that, at the time, you considered to be an important lesson.

Closing date: 22nd November.

1. November's KMTs
   

"Turning Points"

Write about an important turn around in your character's life. If possible, it should not deal with the split.

Minimum is 3 pages Arial font size 12, if you prefer you can send in a poem instead.

Arania's running this one, so send entries to: [Log in to view e-mail addresses]

"The Prophecy"

I wish you good fortune

And strength

Against challenge from others

To be influential

And want for nothing

Always in service

Here into this hour

For upon this night

They are watching you walk

Through the shadows, and sideways

Into the deepest midnight

The moon lit upon your face

Will you stand proud

Or will you falter?

For in this game of consequence

None shall be left standing

If your are not steadfast

They see you step

They count your days

And you live out the moments

One by one

Until they come for you

And drag you to oblivion

These words fill the heart of the apprentice with icy dread.

He runs screaming from the Observatory, blood running from his eyes in thick rivers, staining his white robes. Dead, an hour later, he is found; the pages torn but decipherable in his cold fingers.

The Dark Council hushes the incident, but within a day, the

entire Krath Order and a few among the Sith and Obelisk have heard these words. What do they mean? How will they react?

Entries (and complaints about the length of the topic ;P) to Trev please: [Log in to view e-mail addresses]