Alanna zipped up her suitcase and slung the strap over her head. She turned off the lights in her room, and grabbed her report to pop onto Jac's desk on her way to the transport.

Krath High Priestess's Weekly Report

1. Yep yep, I'm on holiday from work this week! But I'm staying in London, so I'm not actually on a LoA from the DB :) (It was just the first thing that came to mind for my report intro :P)
   

In fact cos I'll have computer access all week, I might actually be even more active than normal!

mutters something about trying to get krath.org working...

1. I'm still being kept pretty busy by the ACC at the moment. If I take a few days to reply to a battle, I apologise :)

2. The Epic competition is being graded. I'm just waiting to hear from a couple of my judges, and then you'll have the results :)

3. Character development competition Part 3

I'd like you to describe the most unusual meal your character has ever eaten. Tell me what it was and the circumstances under which you ate it. Yes, you can be icky if you want to!

Closing date 6th December. Send your entries to me at [Log in to view e-mail addresses] in .txt or .doc format.

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]

New KMTs and Nov KMT results will be out during the week...