Is it possible to delay the closing of the submissions thread for a week? I'm currently overrun by exams...

I don't think there has yet been a joust when submissions haven't been extended.

Real Life comes first, especially education.

Closing date is currently set to the Kalends of October.

Does thou require more time than that? Seriously?

Then we can extend a week beyond, if that is necessary.

Kalends of October.

October first for those of us who are from the 21st century, not the 10th

[This message has been edited by General Sajaru (edited 09-14-2013 @ 02:12 AM).]

21st century already?

It seems just the other day was the big hoo-doo over the world ending and whats-his-face coming back when the calendar rolled from 999 to four digits.

My, how time flies.

[This message has been edited by Terikel Grayhair (edited 10-02-2013 @ 01:24 AM).]

Two Days.

So when does voting commence. Once voting has stared, i will sit down with a nice cup of tea and feast my eyes upon the entries. I am looking forward to it..

Two days.

Sorry guys, I won't make it, as i've only managed to type half of my story...

A reasonable extension can be granted. Up to a week.

Is that sufficient? Say so, and we grant seven days.
Do you need more than that? Sorry Charlie.

Your choice.

How fast can you type?

Well, I have access to a computer for about half an hour per day, so I type and edit two small pages. I have 25 such pages left, so I won't make it in a week...

Ouch.

You can always post your piece later as a stand-alone tale.

Thus sadly, this Joust is closed.

[This message has been edited by Terikel Grayhair (edited 10-02-2013 @ 01:17 AM).]

Voting is underway in this thread, but will close around 21 October.

Want to cast a vote? You are encouraged to do so.

Five (5) days

[This message has been edited by Terikel Grayhair (edited 10-20-2013 @ 04:24 AM).]

Tomorrow.

Closed.

A bit late, but still.

I will be putting up the results soon.

The lists were barren. Grass that was once plush and green lay now in dying clumps scattered about where sharp styli had gouged great rents in the vermillion carpet, then further damaged by the fancy footwork of the battling contestants.

The Viking was the heavy favorite- a veteran of many combats, both large and small. His stylus was as quick despite its size, and his ink laid down runes that conjured up images of days gone by, when men fought not only against each other, but against the elements as well.

The newcomer General was the underdog, but gifted with words and images of battles of another nature. He boldly strode into the ring, and fearlessly threw himself into the battle.

Long and lustily the two battled, dispensing blood on the one hand, and emotional turmoil on the other. Each brought something to the battle, and each was rewarded with cheers and ovations from those gathered to watch the contest.

At long last, General was pummeled to his knees. He raised his pen to ward off one last glancing blow, then raised haunting eyes to the Viking looming over him.

"It appears you have been favored," he uttered. "The tallies are in, Viking, and yours outnumber mine. It was a good fight. I am honored to have been a part of this."

The Viking nodded, then lowered his feathered stylus to lift his opponent off his knees and onto his feet.

"The honor is mine, to have had such a champion to battle," he said graciously, though with a voice as gruff and accented as coarse sandpaper across a varnished cirtuswood table. "But alas, our contest ends, and I see that you still have tricks to learn."

General Sajaru squinted against the light reflecting from the Viking's mail. Confusion galloped across his features as he tried to discern the meaning behind such words. e had fought well and honorably- defeat brought no shame.

"There is no defeat here," the Viking pointed out. "Only winners."

"But I have earned but two votes, while you have gathered three. Three beats two. I have lost."

The Viking broke into a toothy grin. "You forget that I am a Master Skald of the Guild, young man. My vote- which I cast for thee- counts as two. Three versus three- we both win."

"Thus... I too am a Champion of the Joust?"

The Viking nodded. "And well earned, too."

Thus ended the Seventh Sepia Joust with two deserving champions.

Congratulations to both of you for your excellent stories...

Well done both of you for taking the effort to enter into this contest. I am myself polishing up my writing skills- Maybe i will enter the next competition..