[Poets of New Britannia] - Win COTOs, a bookshelf... and get inspired

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  1. Cerus

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    Avatars,

    Bards, poets, and story-tellers among you have enriched the Community with creations in the Community Library and other places of the forum for years.

    Those magnificent creations are often broadcasted and voiced by Community organizations like Avatar's Radio or The Caverns, just like this wonderful poetic riddle by "Parnaxis ".

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    We want to praise and highlight the great creativity of the SotA Community. Between April 16 and April 26 we are running a contest for our creative writers. Show us your narrative or poetic creations and get the chance to win some COTOs for your piggy bank as well as a beautiful bookshelf.

    SUBMISSION DETAILS:
    • Contest period: Submit your creative writing as a reply to this thread until Thursday, April 26.
    • Length of text: To assure that we are able to read all your creative pieces, please make sure your text is no longer than 250 words.
    • Style and Content: Your text should be directly or indirectly related to Shroud of the Avatar or a fantasy/medieval setting. However, creativity has no borders: You can decide whether your masterpiece rhymes, whether it is a short story, an Anagram, a Haiku or something else. As long as it contains letters, you are fine :)
    • Submission limit: We accept one forum post per individual or group. You can submit your own entry separate from a group, if it’s completely separate in content. No reuse of submission materials!
    • Language: You can submit your text in English, German, French, Portuguese, Spanish and Italian language.

    WINNERS AND PRIZES:

    Winners will be judged purely by quality and originality of the texts.
    • The author of the best piece will receive: 45 COTOs + a Fancy Bookshelf (picture shows basic version):
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    • Further 2 great submissions will receive 19 COTOs.
    • In addition, the author of the best piece submitted in any of the above listed languages (other than English) shall receive 19 COTOs.

    • The winner-text will be announced as text and audio-version, supported and produced by the Team of The Caverns, powered by @Sir Stile Teckel, @Asclepius and @Lord Baldrith as well as on our Community Livestream on Friday, April 27!
    Good luck, Avatars!


    DISCLAIMERS:

    Since this is a value-based contest, a committee of judges will be formed at Portalarium and Travian Games, and any tie breakers will be resolved by the committee. Any disputes or disagreements in the community on who ultimately won will NOT be tolerated as an open discussion in the forums, but sent a private e-mail to support@portalarium.com. Anyone attempting to subvert the contest in any way is subject to an immediate suspension and/or disqualification from the contest.

    Inappropriate or vulgar entries are prohibited and will also result in immediate disqualification.

    Entries containing any of the following are considered inappropriate:
    • Sexual content or references
    • Disparaging race, gender, or group of people
    • Drug or alcohol abuse
    • Death or suicide of persons real or fake
    • Graphical bugs
    • Depicting the state of the game in a negative manner
    NO PURCHASE NECESSARY. ONE ENTRY PER PERSON, PLEASE SEE COMPLETE RULES FOR OTHER RESTRICTIONS. THIS IS A SKILL-BASED CONTEST. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW. AFFIDAVIT OF ELIGIBILITY / RELEASE OF LIABILITY / PRIZE ACCEPTANCE AGREEMENT MAY BE REQUIRED.
     
  2. Bow Vale

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    When the sky is orange after it has been bright
    If I'm lucky I rest with a crackle of sound
    Else its back in the box and wearing a frown
    My chest as my pillow, my posture not great
    Still alert through haze and familiar sounds
    I guard the entrance to where my mate can be found
    In a warmth that dies off as the hours get spent
    I dream of the day and what it all meant

    The dark , the undead, hordes of undead
    A white beast, half my great size
    But with teeth, twice of mine
    Unmatched and unequalled when we fight as one
    No abomination of nature shall ever overcome

    We battle its legions and then itself
    With tooth and claw and fire and light
    We fight for reward with obvious delight
    A prize of meat for I, strange scratchings on hide for they
    This continues for what seems a never ending day

    A noise, not a crackle or a creak of a board
    Causes awaken from slumber, ready to fight
    A sniff of the air lends a clue
    Mystery solved, with a shout of…No more rabbit for you!

    When the sky is orange before it is bright, I can…..usually….. be found by the firelight
     
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    ARACHNOPHILIA

    The battle had ended
    and that's when I spied her -
    surrounded by dead,
    a magnificent spider.

    There we were, the spider and I.
    Facing each other. Eye to eye.
    Corpses of people and spiders all 'round...
    all but us dead, and nary a sound.

    As we studied each other with cautious respect
    I lowered my weapon, for I could detect
    a sad, lonely tear in one of her eyes -
    and what happened next came as quite a surprise.

    She lifted a leg, and placed it on me
    then beckoned I follow her under a tree.
    It was there we discovered a passion so great
    that the spider and I decided to mate.

    Our 500 children now wander the land -
    a sight so inspiring, moving and grand.
    Some have two legs, and others have eight
    but all think the taste of humans is great.
     
  4. Duke Gréagóir

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    Reaper

    Reaper, Reaper, where are you?
    I have some nice fire to show you.
    Crafted this arrow because of you,
    Need to show you as soon as I find you.

    Reaper, Reaper, don't hide.
    Everything is more scared than you.
    Forest dwellers don't attack,
    because they know the strength inside of you.

    Reaper, Reaper, I found you.
    Sitting all dormant thinking if I don't see him or her.
    They won't see me too.
    But we do see you with no leaves out.

    As may as I might, as good as a fight.
    Reaper, Reaper, I bested you - finally.
     
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    Darkest of days Darkest of nights

    Dark is the night, dark is the day,
    This dark path leads far and away,
    Travel it I must, and fear it I must not,
    Whatever lurks will surely drop,
    By my trusty axe, embedded in its skull,
    Victory through Valour,
    Strength through Courage,
    Sacrifice my Virtues I will not,
    But my blood and sweat, I shall freely give.
    This day will be mine, you can have the night,
    By the end of the day, our triumphs they will shout,
    From the highest of steeples,
    Come ye oh come ye, from far and wide,
    Come see the Champions of Britannia's Pride,
    Fear not the dark of day or night,
    For the Avatar hath returned,
    Bringing the Light.
     
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  6. Nick

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    Honor and Sacrifice

    One of elven blood, one scoundrel with no luck,
    A Bard living with Honor, a rogue haunted by Sacrifice.
    Where two misfits meet, heated sparks fly,
    When the dust settled, their tenacity skied.

    They fought the Lich at Ravensmoor,
    Piled the corpse in Crags and more.
    Cleared the Reapers in Greymark forest,
    Finally exhausted in the depths of hilt Fortress.

    By a cruel twist of fate they met,
    Through it a friendship a bond begat.
    Who knows what their future may bring,
    From a nested forest their legend begin.....

    The story of Honor and her Sacrifice.

    *adv* Want to know more about the bard and the rogue? And how did that picture come about? Visit this link to the nested forest. :)
     
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  7. Bubonic

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    This may be judged as inappropriate, but what the heck.

    ********

    drip.

    drip.

    drip.




    The noise rouses me from my slumber. I open my eyes briefly, spying the shafts of light from the shattered moon cascading in through my window. Still too early… I drift off again, my mind’s eye wandering.


    drip

    droop


    drip.




    I roll over, covering my head with my pillow, drowning out the nagging drips.


    Ahhhh…. better.


    Silence.


    I smile to myself, thinking about the barmaid who bought me a drink tonight. I hope she’s there next time.


    Sleep comes again, slowly pulling me, spiralling…. welco--


    Drip.


    My eyes snap open, seemingly of their own accord. That infernal well! Every night, every single night, I can hear it. More times than I can count, I’ve asked him to fix the drip, but he just rolls his eyes. And laughs to himself. Even now, as I lay here in the dark, I can hear his whispers. His condescension. His denials.


    I rub my face, exhausted, and taste copper. Looking down at my hand, I can see the red lines in my palm, glinting in the moonlight. At least, I assume they’re red. It’s hard to tell, the moon is so bright, almost blinding. I have to shield my eyes as I walk across the grass.


    Vaguely, I realize I’m outside. But why wouldn’t I be?


    Drip.

    I turn quickly and see it, the darkness bubbling up inside me. The well just stands there in the grass, mocking me, as if its leaky bucket and coarse rope somehow make it better. The rope feels… strong. I like the way it feels when the fibers push into my palm. It makes me feel… alive.


    I’m testing it now, judging it. Daring it to be as strong as it thinks it is. Looking closely, I can see the fibers forcing their way into his flesh. The supple and tender neck veins bulge excitedly as I push downward. Its fascinating, really, watching the skin expand and contract with the pulse. Slower, slower… just like falling asleep. So peaceful.


    Back outside, I consider the leaky bucket, now lying harmlessly on the grass. Despite myself, I am impressed. I kneel down, gently placing the rope inside the bucket. You were right, I think. You ARE better.


    I sigh in relaxation, pulling the covers up to my chin. I cannot help but smile as I think about the bucket and the rope, and how well they did. I feel proud. And I am tired... so tired.


    I can feel sleep coming at last. Still smiling, I begin to fall…


    Drip.
     
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  8. Sir_Hemlock

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    The community poems + stories + goons portraying, reciting + reading them have been amazing.
     
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    Topic is: Introduction into the world of Novia, a poem inspired by the cinematic opening to Shroud of the Avatar

    Der Weg nach Novia

    Das Muster, tief im Netz verborgen

    Es schien so offensichtlich, klar,

    Doch war es wirklich, wahr?

    Schon wieder dräut ein neuer Morgen.


    Überall und nirgends greifbar,

    Auf Tafeln, Büchern, Digital,

    Blieb uns allen keine Wahl,

    Und das Muster wurde klar.




    Eine Welt so fern und fremd

    Doch verwoben mit der unsren

    Erschien es wahrlich wie ein Omen

    Dort, wo jeder, Avatare kennt.



    Uns zieht es an, das Schicksal, unsere Bestimmung

    Und so sprachen wir die Formeln

    Widersetzten uns der Erden Normen

    Und betreten diese Welt, so alt und doch so jung.



    Willkommen in Novia, Avatar.


    --

    And a rough translation of the poem (although the rhyme gets lost in translation)

    The way to Novia
    The pattern, deeply hidden in the web,
    it looked so obvious and clear,
    but could it really be true?
    Again a new morning approaches.

    Everywhere but nowhere catchable,
    on boards, books or digital,
    we really had no choice,
    and the pattern slowly got clear.

    A world so far and strange,
    still intertwined with ours,
    It really loooked like an omen,
    there, where everyone knows Avatar's.

    Our destiny, our fate is calling,
    And so we spoke the magic words
    Withstood the rules of earth,
    and entered this world so old but still so young.

    Welcome to Novia, Avatar.
     
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  10. Asclepius

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    Awesome, and welcome to all our German friends! To do this entry justice, it should really be voiced in the original language. Something I sadly cannot do - is there someone with a good voice who could do an audio narration of this piece? I would be happy to combine it with music and make a proper audio entry:)
     
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    UN DIA PARA RECORDAR

    "Cuando el líder de su banda propuso ir a cazar dragones, pensó que estaba loco, pero pronto se vio envuelta en los preparativos.


    Tras unos días de marcha llegaron a un desierto donde al instante divisaron un monstruo gigantesco, ni cinco hombres puestos unos sobre otros llegarían a tocar el pecho del animal. Los rumores que oyeron días antes sobre un valle infestado de dragones eran ciertos.


    Se sacaron lanzas, espadas, escudos, flechas y comenzó la batalla. Pronto todo fue un torbellino de polvo, donde destellos metálicos se confundían con llamaradas de fuego. Los rugidos de la bestia se mezclaban con los gritos furiosos de sus compañeros. Desde la distancia ella lanzaba sus conjuros de protección y de sanación, rogando a Sequanna su favor. Nunca se habían enfrentado a nada semejante, cada coletazo era demoledor y las curas pronto empezaron a ser pocas. Aquel engendro del abismo se resistía a sucumbir y aunque sus compañeros eran derribados y heridos, se levantaban de nuevo, mostrando un coraje excepcional. Cuando parecía que no seria posible la hazaña, el dragón empezó a dar muestras de cansancio y se redoblaron los ataques. Por fin, una lanza atravesó las escamas del dragón y con un último rugido ensordecedor, se desplomó.


    Incluso ahora, tumbada en la cama se sentía cansada. Aun notaba el peso del escudo en su brazo y le dolía la cabeza. En la oscuridad, sobre la mesilla, veía el resplandor de su varita. Hoy había sido una jornada larga y agotadora. Y sonrió."


    OMG! Youtube video (im so NOOB)
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    Google translate (So sorry!)

    "When the leader of his band proposed to go hunting dragons, she thought he was crazy, but soon she was involved in the preparations.

    After a few days' march they reached a desert where they immediately spotted a gigantic monster, five men on top of each other would not touch the animal's chest. The rumors they heard a few days earlier about a valley infested with dragons were true.

    Lances, swords, shields, arrows were drawn and the battle began. Soon everything was a whirlwind of dust, where metallic flashes were confused with flames of fire. The roars of the beast mixed with the furious cries of his companions. From a distance she cast her spells of protection and healing, begging Sequanna for her favor. They had never faced anything like this, each blow was devastating and the cures soon began to be few. That monster of the abyss was reluctant to succumb and although his companions were shot down and wounded, they rose again, showing exceptional courage. When it seemed that the feat would not be possible, the dragon began to show signs of fatigue and the attacks doubled. Finally, a spear pierced the scales of the dragon and with a last deafening roar, collapsed.

    Even now, lying on the bed, she felt tired. She could still feel the weight of the shield on his arm and her head hurt. In the darkness, on the nightstand, she saw the glow of her wand. Today had been a long and exhausting day. And she smiled."
     
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  12. Asclepius

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    Another great entry, and welcome to our Spanish friends! As it is prose not poetry, and the Google translate seems to work pretty well, I think this is doable for an audio file. For the same reason as above though, I would love a good voice to render this in the original language
     
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    Song of the Forest Reaper

    The Idle tree stood alone
    A mighty tower of cold brown stone.
    From this solitude I have strayed
    to cast my great unending gaze.
    I've come un-hidden to ensure
    a needle, some bark, flung from this fir.
    I loathe the killers of the plants
    who slash and burn with wicked chants.
    A misanthrope I may be
    a dreamer of when plants are free.
    In spell weaving I shall make
    a morbid plan for all plant's sakes.
    A repellent of some such
    a tutelage ooze warm to the touch.
    A curse to those who dare to strike.
    They shall pay the ultimate price.
    And in the end I shall flee
    fluttering in my insanity.
     
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    What about this:


    If you want, I can read all german entries like this.
     
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    @TalonZorch - I love it! So well read, and a great voice as well. Thank you so much!

    Consider yourself hired for all German entries!
     
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    Thanks for the idea! i add a little audio, only for fun. Too much noise, was recorded with the telephone!
     
  17. Rada Torment

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    Bravo! the audio is awesome! gracias por compartirlo.

    *claps
     
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    There was a man from Middle Downs,

    He liked to wear short ladies gowns,

    The bandits did frown,

    As the sun struck his mound,

    At the size of the jewels in his crown.
     
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    @Lilunai Laurasia - thank you so much! A wonderful rendition - the audio is great!!
     
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    Now with video!
     
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