Competition: Tea on Tython

Finished

Tea on Tython

Dearest Friend,

You are invited to tea.

Please come to the Frisky Dewback in Menat Ombo, upstairs in the private lounge, at 16:00 hours on the 15th.

Fondest regards,
A Friend

You have received a mysterious, unsigned invitation to tea on New Tython. Who invited you? Is anyone else coming? Is it a trap, or does Turel just want to show off his new tea cozy? In no fewer than 500 words, describe your character's experience at the tea party.

Submissions should be in the following formats: .doc/.docx, .pdf, .txt, or Google Doc.

Grading will be based on the Fiction Grading Rubric with altered weighting as follows:

Spelling/Grammar/Mechanics (10%)
Creativity (15%)
Realism (5%)
Story (30%)
Entertainment Value (40%)

Competition Information

Organized by: Headmistress Alethia Archenksova
Running time: 2016-01-01 until 2016-01-18 (18 days)
Target Unit: Clan Odan-Urr
Competition Type: Fiction
Awards: Third Level Crescents
Participants: 11 subscribers, of which 6 have participated.

Results

1st place

Champion Rajhin Cindertail

Member: Champion Rajhin Cindertail
File submission: TeaonTythonEntry-13830_(1).pdf
Placement: 1st place

2nd place

Lambow

Member: Lambow
File submission: Tea_on_Tython_-_3155_-_Lambow.docx
Textual submission: Hope you like it!
Placement: 2nd place

3rd place

Occultan Iacul

Member: Occultan Iacul
File submission: TeaonTythonMako.pdf
Placement: 3rd place

4th place

Edgar Drachen

Member: Edgar Drachen
File submission: Tea_on_Tython.doc
Placement: 4th place

Aaleeshah

Member: Aaleeshah
Submission: Aaleeshah opted out of publishing her submission.
Placement: No placement

Sala Fe

Member

Sala Fe

Textual submission

Kah Manet
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Tea On Tython

Kah sat in the comfortable chairs of the private lounge of the Frisky Dewback, his feet stretched out across a table. He rocked to and fro slightly in his chair, using his tongue to grab the fruit that was on the table of the private lounge, the Gungan looking at Turel each time he did it. The Jedi placed his feet on the floor and leaned forward, staring at his Proconsul and bringing his tea to his lips. The human was talking, but the crunch of the fruit and other snacks drowned out most of what he was saying, but Kah was able to make out most of what the human saying. .

“So, yousa sayin’ dat ifin’ mesa don’t speaka around yousa, mesa can take over dah trainin’ of dah younglins’ lightsabah trainin’?” asked Kah, the sound of chewing fruit interrupting his words.

Turel squirmed in his chair, but nodded as he did so. The Gungan smiled and extending his hand.

“Mesa can do dat. Startin’ now.” said the Jedi, winking at his PCON.

Placement

No placement