Thanks for all the great entries!
We really did struggle to pick winners from this so everyone who submitted an entry will receive 1x Super Wisdom Elixir.
However, after much deliberation, and taking into account the topic of a Heroes journey, the following are the winners of this Fanfiction competition.
Winners are as follows:
Honourable Mentions (winning 3x Super Combination Elixirs):
Special Mentions (Winning 2x Super Knowledge Elixirs):
ChopstickNinja (and Krill)
Everyone who entered will receive an email requesting Character & World for the prize.
If you'd like to speed up the process, please send the following via PM to me "Community":
-Your NAME (as entered in the competition)
- Your CHARACTER NAME
- The WORLD details
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"I am Zebrial the Defender, I have spent my life in the depths of the dark lord's prison fighting for my life against Crom himself, ensuring that he shall never escape. It is there where I have earned my spot of heroism among the dear people of Dal Riata. I faced horrors that have brought me to tears many a time my dear friend, horrors I wish to share only with whoever dares to listen. These horrors have strengthened me; they have made me the rogue I am today.
In my perils I faced thousands of ugly beasts, followers of darkness, and in my time have stood against hundreds of generals in the army of Crom. I once battled against Shuraret, the mightiest of Crom's followers. In the horrific skirmish I lost my legs, for the call of her mighty voice was powerful, knocking and raging everything around her, a wave of destruction. I had managed to cover my body with the shield I had forged there, out of the stones which labour pure darkness my friend. This was the only thing that could stop the strike of her blade and the cry of her voice from raging chaos into me. For the blade she wields is the most horrific thing I have ever seen. It radiates chaos so great; the mere sight alone of it can drain your soul. I did not win this battle... I barely escaped with my life.
However, now in my absence, these creatures have bound to grow in power, with no one watching them and a leader as strong and evil as Shuraret, they will have enraged to a size and strength that I fear no one can yet face. They are preparing for war against all of Dal Riata and the lands to the south; they are coming to conquer our world. We must stop them, and we must put an end to the darkness. I seek for only the mightiest heroes not only in strength, but in heart and mind, for the pains you face in Crom's layer will devour your body and corrupt your soul. Someone must enter the fortress, and destroy Shuraret before she can wage Crom's army through the portals to our world. I have grown weary in these past days. I fear that death will come to me not by the blade of darkness but by the swift blankets of time. I now search for someone, someone who is worthy both physically, and in mind and spirit. If you would wish to help me I cannot refuse, however I cannot promise you anything in return except for whatever you may find in your journeys, and the fame and glory of a true Celtic Hero. Will you take your position of bravery and fulfill the destiny written for you long ago? Crom needs to be stopped my friend and you, and only you can do it."
A Bright Future
Splash! Splash! I felt a huge thud against the object I was in. I tried lifting my heavy eyelids, to recover my senses. As my eyes opened, they stung to the brightness of the shining sunlight. I could hear waves splashing in the background, and the peaceful chirping of birds. I looked around me, and realised that I was lying flat in a massive, brown rowing boat. It was being pushed ashore by the heavy waves behind me.
When the boat finally washed onto the sandy beach, I hastily hopped out and puked onto the smooth sand, feeling extremely seasick. The disgusting, green mixture of my digested breakfast made me feel even more sick, but I held it in. I looked ahead into the distance, and saw a fallen warrior, clad in adamant armour, with a shining red and golden sword. I walked towards him, believing he would be able to give me information about this mysterious island I had washed on. He introduced himself as Brennan The Mighty, and retold the stories about the Curse of Lir's Reach and how it all lead back to the dangerous mastermind, Manus Blackstone. Rumours have spread across the land that Blackstone was hiding in the depths of Dustwither Catacombs, an area filled with undead, dreadful creatures. His final words had a real impact on me, "Every brave warrior that has ventured into the Catacombs has never been seen since. Are you willing to be Lir's Reach's new hero?" I was unsure, as I was extremely new to this land. But realisation hit me like a sledge hammer, that Lir's Reach would be my new home from now on.
With a bit of uncertainty, I accepted the quest for freedom. Brennan gave me a full set of red and silver dauntless armour, a tempered small sword and a buckler to start me off. With all these new armour and weapons, confidence and diligence surged through me. I said to myself, "I can do it! Believe!" As I walked on into the vast, mysterious land of Lir's Reach, Brennan whispered to me a final bit of advice, "Stay alert and safe out there. The people of Lir's Reach count on you. You can do it. Don't let them down." His words of encouragement really helped me.
As I walked through the lands of Lir's Reach, I spotted another brave lad, but he was a rogue! He had black and silver armour, with his menacingly fast dagger. I walked up to him, and started making a friendly conversation with him. As we got to know each other better, we both knew a friendly bond an formed between us. We decided that it would be best to work as a team to conquer the enemies of Lir's Reach, and finally Manus Blackstone. Enemies after enemies, quests after quests, Vigor and I walked off into the sunset, fulfilled with a successful day of work. It was time to take a rest at the tavern.
Several things were taken into account when choosing the winners including the journey told, the use of the 500 word limit and style, and as mentioned before, you all sent in such a great entries it was really a struggle.
We hope you enjoyed reading all the great stories as much as we did.
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