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  Artisan's Contest XIX
Posted by: Admiral - 05-06-2016 08:17 AM - Replies (8)
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"Beyond lofty mountains in far-away parts lie the hazardous and infamous Dark Lands, like flayed flesh amid the wrinkled skin of the world. The world's hard crust is thin here, and amid all the earthquakes and volcanic eruptions it does not take much for the earth's surging guts to burst through it in showers of ash, flame and molten rock. Such a volcanic environment rich in minerals embedded in the ground would at first seem the ideal place for life to thrive, as are so many other volcanic landscapes around the world where sentient dwellers eat the rich fruits beneath the fiery mountains in-between divine outbursts of elemental destruction.

Yet the Dark Lands are anything but an idyll. Some say the very air is poisoned, others blame the water for shunning its wastelands out of fear. Others still claim the Dark Lands to be heinously cursed, for what else could leave it such a raw realm of leagues upon leagues of dreadful devastation? What else but an unholy curse could account for the ashen landscapes and foul storms which seek to strangle every ounce of life out of the ravaged Dark Lands? It is a nightmare location wracked by ash and flames, poisoned by sulphur and tar, and choked by black smoke beneath stormy skies. Truly, it has become hell on earth wherever the only imperial power to stand the test of time has put its mark upon the Dark Lands, for the mortal slavers and torturers known as the Chaos Dwarfs will gouge out the landscape in their greed, and leave nought behind but utter devastation.

Even so, life finds a way, even here, where sun and moons but rarely will shine through the polluted clouds. The Dark Lands are harsh, and so are all its lifeforms. Hardy without exception, bristling with thorns and poisons where plant life and fungi are concerned, and little else but ravenous killers in case of the beasts which roam these hostile landscapes. While sinewy herbivores such as goats and aurochs claw a living out of the defiant growth of the land, even they will turn into carrion-eaters and cannibals when necessary. No carcass is left untouched for long in the Dark Lands. Here, many creatures feed off each other, or hunt stragglers from the nomadic Greenskin tribes in the dark of night. They hunt alone, or they hunt in packs, such as the Giant Wolves are wont to do. Some are freaks of nature, others twisted into abominations by millenia of industrial pollution, alchemical filth and sorcerous residue spewed out from Mingol Zharr-Naggrund the Great and all her holdings. Others still are monsters, hulking and savage, clawed and fanged,  ever searching for blood and flesh, and who will balk at nothing to sate their ravenous hunger amid the ash and the fire and the desolation.

Such is the nature of plants and wildlife in the Dark Lands.

These are some of its denizens."




Chaos Dwarfs Online Presents: Artisan's Contest XIX!

Flora and Fauna of the Dark Lands

The goal here is to make some plants and animals of the Dark Lands, in the wild! People can enter with any number of models or terrain pieces. As long as they contain animals (some might be monsters) and plant life/fungi.

There are to be no living humanoid creatures (such things as killed Greenskins, torn apart in feeding frenzy, are however allowed), no armoured or armed creatures and no ridden monsters. This is to be the wild stuff, before being captured or enslaved.

There may be ruins in the entry, but these should be shown in a state where some crazy plants have taken over the place completely.

For this contest, entrants are allowed to play around with the entries. As such, you may use sand, earth, terrarium backgrounds and the like. Don't hesitate to put the creepy, crawly monsters on a real display! The landscape setting could be the gross, polluted mud by the river banks; tar pits; the dry ashen wastes; aside bubbling magma pits; the subtropical marshes down south; or even up in the cold, hard peaks of the mountains surrounding the Dark Lands.

Go wild! Your entry could contain anything from big ash scorpions; vultures; Orc-eating, half-starved lions; magmatubers; venomshrooms; or bloodsucking thornbushes.


Prize

Grimstonefire has been kind enough to donate this unpainted evil dwarf hero with a great axe as a prize for the gold winner!



Should you wish to donate a prize to the contest, please PM Admiral or Bloodbeard and they will sort it out with you and the Staff.

Deadline

The deadline for the submission of entries is June 12th 2016 at 11:59pm EST.

Rules of the Competition

Each member may only enter once.

Model and paint creatures and plantlife which you think are appropriate to the Dark Lands, complete with background displays should you wish it.

Bases or no bases are up to you.

Submissions should include four pictures. No overlaid words of explanation or photoshop effects in your submitted photos please.

You may not submit pictures of a model that have been entered into other online competitions or posted in a finished state before.

Don't post your entries in the forum before the contest is over.

See also the General Rules & Guidelines.

How to Enter?

Submit your entry by sending a PM to Staff (a special user that all Staff have access to) with four photos of your entry. Please do not send an e-mail to any of the admin or staff accounts as this is a sure fire way to have your entry missed.

Please note that your entry will benefit if the photos are all clearly composed, since voters will base their judgement upon what they can see in the pictures on their computer screens.

How will this be judged?

Sometime after June 12th we will post all entries to a new thread and voting can commence!

Good luck everyone!
The Staff
 

  Scribe's Contest VII - Winners!
Posted by: Admiral - 05-01-2016 04:13 AM - Replies (8)
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Winners of Scribe's Contest VII: Fouls and Fumbles - Sports Edition!

"Score!"



Akin to other rounds, we had quality entries across the board not lacking variety, all together describing the maniac Blood Bowl game in gutsy depth from a wealth of odd perspectives. The seventh Scribe's Contest brought a lot to the table, from retired sportsmen's rants to player history and visceral on-pitch engagements. It's always good to see such professional work! No doubt the texts were all written in player's brains upon deflated spiky balls, or carved into referee heads. Takes Hat off

And now, ladies and gentlemen, the winners!




Entry #3: Ikkred Pyrhelm (1st)

Players of Renown

Igniz Stone-Cursed

Race: Chaos Dwarf
Position(s): Blitzer
Team(s): Gundrok’s Stinkers (2500-2504), The Mad Hatters (2504), Hashut’s Fists (2505- )
Status: Active

Igniz Stone-Cursed was a renowned sorcerer who turned to the noble sport of Bloodbowl in 2500, becoming a formidable blitzer for Gundrok’s Stinkers for four seasons. He was instrumental in the Stinkers’ victory against the Moot Shields, notably his brutal dismemberment of Halfling captain Fil Little; earning Igniz the 2503 award for Hashut TV’s Best Kill of the Year. He later joined the Mad Hatters until a majority of the team were wiped out by the great mercury sabotage of 2504. Finally he joined the infamous Hashut’s Fists as a star player. During this time he won the Beard Lovers award for Best Beard on Pitch from 2505 to 2509, accrued a new record kill count for the Fists, and played an important part in the team’s victory in the Magma Cup in 2506. Unfortunately, the stone curse that had long dogged Igniz finally caught up in 2508, turning him fully to stone. However, he remains an active part of the team, often used as a battering ram and continues to add to his number of fatalities.

Awards:
Uzkul Cup Best Newcomer: 2500
Splat Magazine’s Top Twenty Best Noses: (17) 2501, (14) 2502, (15) 2503, (10) 2504-2506, (11) 2507-2508
Hashut TV Best Kill of the Year: 2503
Beard Lovers Best Beard on Pitch: 2505-2509
Magma Cup Most Valuable Player: 2506, 2508
Hashut TV Most Stoic Player: 2509





Entry #2: Bitterman (2nd)

Estelle Silverleaf laughed in delight as she pirouetted past her marker. He swung a clumsy fist at her face. The punch carried power, but to Estelle it seemed as slow as tree growth. She turned her head slightly, allowing the fist to glide past her cheek rather than flatten her nose; it felt anything but pleasant, but she imagined the impotent fury of the creature that had swung for her, and laughed aloud again.

Her marker - a stunted, twisted thing; brutish and repulsive, with tusks protruding from its bearded face - hurried and hobbled as he tried to keep up. She was too swift for him. Before her, the pitch - black granite, the lines marked by lava - opened up.

Estelle glanced up and back; there, just as she knew it would, the ball flew on a perfect trajectory. Her teammate, Jaden Eagle-eye, never missed. All she had to do was reach out; the ball landed gently in her hands, and she ran. Five paces, ten, and she was in the End Zone. Touchdown!

The crowd roared, and Estelle rejoiced in their adulation. Then she looked back.

Jaden’s broken body was a red smear on the granite. He was not the only one. Everywhere Estelle looked, her teammates - all but a lucky few - were down.

Her eyes locked with the marker she had escaped with such apparent ease. The glint of evil in his glare was unmistakable. With a sudden chill, Estelle realised that the game was not won yet.





Entry #4: Abecedar (3rd)

In the Stadium Box overlooking the team’s field.

“Hey coach. What’s that green stuff they’z playing on down there? And those prissy white lines around da edges?”

“That son is what they play on these days. They calls it ‘Turf’. It’s soft and smooth they say.”

“Ahh sheet. Back in my day we all’uz played on flagstones with only the try-lines. They wuz just the blood of a goblin we’d dragged across the field.”

“Son, you know, when I started it was on lava fields we played and the markings was just a line of rocks on the ground.”

“I remember coach. You alluz took me there an’ trained me on ‘dem old grounds. I can still find the scars.”

“Son. I done teach you all I know’d about playing back in the day. I raised you from a snot-nosed blocker up to the champeen blitzer you become. But this ‘ere game they play now, it be all about looking purty an’ money an’ stuff. Not the thrill of the game.”

The Beardling servant left the two old Dawi Zharrs in the secluded stadium box. He didn’t know who they thought they were, criticizing the great game every time they came here. But his orders were to give them anything they wanted.  

Above him, the old portraits above the bar could hardly be seen, shrouded all in gloom and lamp smoke as they were. Behind him, watching the game in sad silence sat Coach Boot-Face and the Star Player Four-Ears.





1st Place - Gold Scribe Winner: Entry #3 - Ikkred Pyrhelm
2nd Place - Silver Scribe Winner: Entry #2 - Bitterman
3rd Place - Bronze Scribe Winner: Entry #4 - Abecedar

And an honourable mention to Entry #1 - Jackswift!
(Who trailed Bronze by one vote.)

The Entry Key!
You can share your love for each entry (found here) by donating slaves to the owners of the entries!

01 - Jackswift
02 - Bitterman
03 - Ikkred Pyrhelm
04 - Abecedar
05 - Admiral

Slaves and medals are incoming!

And now for the prizes! The Gold winner receives one unpainted Bezhukk the Immortal donated by Ravenswood:


The Silver winner receives this original drawing of Balhutti-Zhurekar the Decrepit as he emerges from the Bubbling Pits wreathed in flame donated by Hunter:


The winners will be contacted shortly via PM or E-mail.

A big "thanks" to everyone who participated and voted!

Let's see the entries in the blogs of everyone who entered. Also, please post them as new threads in the Stories and Background section of the CDO Forums. Wink

That concludes the seventh instalment of Scribe's Contest. It is an important addition to the growing mass of Chaos Dwarf and Hobgoblin culture texts accumulated on CDO - and likewise to Blood Bowl writings. Well done, everyone!

Stay tuned for Artisan's Contest!

The Staff
 

  Scribe's Contest VII - Voting!
Posted by: Admiral - 04-25-2016 02:27 AM - Replies (12)
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Welcome to the voting thread for the 7th Scribe's Contest writing competition - Sports Edition - sponsored by Ravenswood!

"It's a pass!"



How to vote:
Please submit 1 number as a vote by sending a PM to Scribe account (a special account all Staff members can access). We had 5 entries this time, which means each entrant will receive 5 slaves once the winners have been announced. There will be Gold, Silver, and Bronze Scribe's Contest medals to be awarded!

You are not allowed to vote for your own entry.


Voting will close at 11:59 PM April 30h, 2016 EST (Eastern Standard Timezone).   Once the votes are tallied we will post the results.

Subject Matter: Fouls and Fumbles - Blood Bowl Chaos Dwarfs





Entry #1

Zar-Nhaak the Pugilist lived only for the game.

He stood in a red haze of barely-tempered acrimony. Waiting... the promethean effort of his immobile stance visible in the incessant twitch of cheek and brow, and the tense dance of flexing scars etched across corded forearms. Iron shod fingers flexed and curled into white knuckled fists. The skinned ball was hidden, tucked against his body. His focus narrowed onto figures opposite the field in neat formation.

A trumpet blew. Like a spark to kindling, movement arced through his coiled frame; an engine of rage funneled into unstoppable motion. Friend and foe alike were frozen by the fury of his unchecked blitz. In a moment he was among them, clad fists swinging; snapshots of terror; fragments of armor, flesh, blood, and bone yielding in severance as the opposing rank imploded like a pulped Goblin. Ordered lines fell to screaming disarray.  Inertia carried him onward, expanding devastation through the target of his ire.

Anger spent, he slowed and surveyed the field; empty but for the moans and gurgled breath of trampled soldiers. He blinked. Bent swords, broken spears, armor, limbs, and broken banners lay strewn in haphazard piles of twitching rubble. Panicked State Troops fled toward every point of the compass. No ball. No game. No cheering crowd or trophy stand. No nubile cheerleaders, or frothing uber-fans.

The lines of the Dawi Zharr never moved from their battle line; now fell about themselves in evil mirth and laughter.

The red fog descended again.






Entry #2

Estelle Silverleaf laughed in delight as she pirouetted past her marker. He swung a clumsy fist at her face. The punch carried power, but to Estelle it seemed as slow as tree growth. She turned her head slightly, allowing the fist to glide past her cheek rather than flatten her nose; it felt anything but pleasant, but she imagined the impotent fury of the creature that had swung for her, and laughed aloud again.

Her marker - a stunted, twisted thing; brutish and repulsive, with tusks protruding from its bearded face - hurried and hobbled as he tried to keep up. She was too swift for him. Before her, the pitch - black granite, the lines marked by lava - opened up.

Estelle glanced up and back; there, just as she knew it would, the ball flew on a perfect trajectory. Her teammate, Jaden Eagle-eye, never missed. All she had to do was reach out; the ball landed gently in her hands, and she ran. Five paces, ten, and she was in the End Zone. Touchdown!

The crowd roared, and Estelle rejoiced in their adulation. Then she looked back.

Jaden’s broken body was a red smear on the granite. He was not the only one. Everywhere Estelle looked, her teammates - all but a lucky few - were down.

Her eyes locked with the marker she had escaped with such apparent ease. The glint of evil in his glare was unmistakable. With a sudden chill, Estelle realised that the game was not won yet.






Entry #3

Players of Renown

Igniz Stone-Cursed

Race: Chaos Dwarf
Position(s): Blitzer
Team(s): Gundrok’s Stinkers (2500-2504), The Mad Hatters (2504), Hashut’s Fists (2505- )
Status: Active

Igniz Stone-Cursed was a renowned sorcerer who turned to the noble sport of Bloodbowl in 2500, becoming a formidable blitzer for Gundrok’s Stinkers for four seasons. He was instrumental in the Stinkers’ victory against the Moot Shields, notably his brutal dismemberment of Halfling captain Fil Little; earning Igniz the 2503 award for Hashut TV’s Best Kill of the Year. He later joined the Mad Hatters until majority of the team were wiped out by the great mercury sabotage of 2504. Finally he joined the infamous Hashut’s Fists as a star player. During this time he won the Beard Lovers award for Best Beard on Pitch from 2505 to 2509, accrued a new record kill count for the Fists, and played an important part in the team’s victory in the Magma Cup in 2506. Unfortunately, the stone curse that had long dogged Igniz finally caught up in 2508, turning him fully to stone. However, he remains an active part of the team, often used as a battering ram and continues to add to his number of fatalities.

Awards:
Uzkul Cup Best Newcomer: 2500
Splat Magazine’s Top Twenty Best Noses: (17) 2501, (14) 2502, (15) 2503, (10) 2504-2506, (11) 2507-2508
Hashut TV Best Kill of the Year: 2503
Beard Lovers Best Beard on Pitch: 2505-2509
Magma Cup Most Valuable Player: 2506, 2508
Hashut TV Most Stoic Player: 2509






Entry #4

In the Stadium Box overlooking the team’s field.

“Hey coach. What’s that green stuff they’z playing on down there? And those prissy white lines around da edges?”

“That son is what they play on these days. They calls it ‘Turf’. It’s soft and smooth they say.”

“Ahh sheet. Back in my day we all’uz played on flagstones with only the try-lines. They wuz just the blood of a goblin we’d dragged across the field.”

“Son, you know, when I started it was on lava fields we played and the markings was just a line of rocks on the ground.”

“I remember coach. You alluz took me there an’ trained me on ‘dem old grounds. I can still find the scars.”

“Son. I done teach you all I know’d about playing back in the day. I raised you from a snot-nosed blocker up to the champeen blitzer you become. But this ‘ere game they play now, it be all about looking purty an’ money an’ stuff. Not the thrill of the game.”

The Beardling servant left the two old Dawi Zharrs in the secluded stadium box. He didn’t know who they thought they were, criticizing the great game every time they came here. But his orders were to give them anything they wanted.  

Above him, the old portraits above the bar could hardly be seen, shrouded all in gloom and lamp smoke as they were. Behind him, watching the game in sad silence sat Coach Boot-Face and the Star Player Four-Ears.






Entry #5

The footprints told it all, like a replay. The pitch had been soaking wet from long rains when the match started, and the surviving grass tufts were now even more rare on the mudfield, emptied now where havoc had reigned scant minutes before. Marks of running feet crisscrossed the mud, detailing the game, in between beer cans and bones. The footprints were smudged over in large, gory craters were Bull Centaurs had fallen and Hobgoblins had been nailed hard under layers of diving opponents. Some had even survived.

The referee had survived, too. Unprotected, exposed, a lone voice of order among chaos upon the arena of death, dodging lethal projectiles and aggressive thugs while the roaring spectators had you completely surrounded in their thousands, each one of them a raving madman with throbbing veins on his forehead. At best. The fans' surging enthusiasm and wroth depths of dismay were a monster with a life of its own, howling and frothing in bloodthirst. No wonder an honest guy took some tips from wherever he could find them. Extra cash was always welcome, especially if it could pay you to get away from the hellhole that was a Blood Bowl stadium. The referee wondered whether he'd survive the losing team's wrath. Well, a smart guy didn't shy away from taking bribes from both directions...

He could still see the half-buried remains of his predecessor in a corner, exposed by a mob brawl. The referee nodded sagely. Aye, the footprints told it all.






Remember, the Gold winner's prize will be one unpainted miniature of Bezhukk the Immortal:


While the Silver winner's prize will be this original drawing by Hunter:


Great job folks and good luck!

The Staff
 

  Scribe's Contest VII
Posted by: Admiral - 04-11-2016 03:59 AM - Replies (14)
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Chaos Dwarfs Online Presents: The 7th Scribe's Contest writing competition on Chaos Dwarfs Online - Sports Edition!

This Scribe's Contest has been sponsored by Ravenswood. There will be one prize of this unpainted Bezhukk the Immortal miniature for the Gold winner:


Hunter has kindly donated the original drawing of Balhutti-Zhurekar the Decrepit as he emerges from the Bubbling Pits wreathed in flame. An amazing piece of art for the lucky silver winner!



"Goooaaal! It's a GOAL! A bloody, magnificient unparallelled goal! G-o-a-l-err-h! Did you see that, Ham?"
"Sure did, Krogg. Straight out of textbook."
"Cheatnote, rather, by the look of those fans. They're all jumping onto the pitch!"
"Hahaha, now look at that Hobgoblin run! Silly stuff. Ouch! One moment scoring, the next dead."
"Well, so is Blood Bowl, Ham."
"Indeed, Krogg! The fans have both teams surrounded, but why are the mobs attacking their own teams...?"
"Duck! Now they're throwing Gnoblars!"
"Watchout!"
"There went the cheerleaders! Yuck!"
"It's doom on the pitch today. Havoc! Bloody mayhem!"
"Sure is, Krogg."
"Now the referee's gone. In four different directions at once. Oooh, pretty nice quartering there by those Amazon fans!"
"For sure! An' do you know what those curses and obscenities are? Those vomited from tusked mouths, like that sod's blood 'n' guts spewed all over his curlybeard? D'you know what them acid words are, Krogg?"
"No, tell me, Ham!"
"Those are the last words of the players..."





Subject Matter: Fouls and Fumbles - Blood Bowl Chaos Dwarfs
The theme for this writing competition is Chaos Dwarfs in Blood Bowl. This is an open format theme, meaning that almost any type of background text and fiction about Chaos Dwarfs, Hobgoblins and bloodsoaked fantasy football will be accepted, within the rules detailed below.

Your entry could consist of a novel-style story of pitch brawl; or a description of a team's bloodsoaked career through a cup; or a veteran pitch survivor or fan retelling an exciting match; or the frenetic ramblings of match commentators; the apothecary's butcher bill through a league with added notes; reporters interviewing hooligans for supporter's quotes; or even an Old World/Age of Sigmar vision of an incomprehensible bloodsport glimpsed through feverish nightmares granted by Daemons in spite; or something else entirely. Give us your vision of some Chaos Dwarfs in Blood Bowl!


Writing Rules
The word limit for each entry is 30-250 words in total. Inventive ways to write entries are encouraged. Your entry may be split into several parts (e.g. two first-person perspective stories, or one gory match description, a coach quote and an apothecary's bill).

All entries are to be written "in-universe", meaning no lines about D6s or green stuff are allowed. See the General Rules.

You are encouraged to ask Admiral about whether your entry meet the requirements or not, should you be unsure.


Spellcheck
Please spellcheck your entry before submission. Even so, to help even the field for the non-native English speakers, Admiral may correct grammar and spelling mistakes within the limits of his grasp of the English language.


Inspiration Sources
Anything can be your inspiration, including your latest Blood Bowl game. Also, see the Guidelines, and Chaos Dwarf Stories & Background Section. (You are not allowed to copy someone else's work!)


Please read the full rules and guidelines that apply to the Scribe's Contest competition before submitting your entry!


Deadline: 11:59 PM 24h of April 2016 EST (Eastern Standard Timezone)
Submit your entry by PM to the Scribe account before the deadline. Entries will not be accepted after that date and time regardless of how cool your submission is. (You have about 2 weeks to complete your entry.)

If for some reason you are having trouble with your submission, contact one of the Staff before the deadline. In order to avoid problems, we strongly advise entrants not to wait until the very last minute to submit their entries... As things can and do go wrong at the last minute. Please do not send entries to individual Admin or Staff members to submit on your behalf as they may not check their PMs!


How to Enter
Write something regarding Chaos Dwarfs or Hobgoblins in Blood Bowl, invented by you, and send a PM to Scribe (a special user that all Staff have access to) containing the entry. The moderator organizing the contest will then check the inbox one or a few days before deadline and verify to each entrant that their submission was received.


If you win
- Take your place in the upcoming Scribe's Contest Hall of Fame (to be created), where your glory will be remembered for years to come.
- Receive the Scribe's Contest medal for your online persona:
     
- Everyone who enters gets a number of slaves equal to the number of entries. If 40 people enter we award 40 slaves to each person who entered.
- If you win Gold, you'll win a model prize, courtesy of Ravenswood.
- If you win Silver, you'll win an original drawing, courtesy of Hunter.


Entries will count towards a participation medal, which is the simpler Scribe's Contest equivalent of Artisan's Contest and Golden Hat veteran medals.

As usual once all entries are received a voting thread will be created. If there are any questions please PM me, another Staff member or post them here.


Summary
Subject Matter: Fouls and Fumbles - Blood Bowl Chaos Dwarfs
Deadline: 11:59 PM 24h of April 2016 EST (Eastern Standard Timezone)

If any forum members would like to aid Scribe's Contest by donating models or other materials as prizes for future competitions, feel free to contact myself or one of the Staff to help sort out details.

Now, carve your tablet and open your ale. Load up the shout-voice and curl hands into fists. Sharpen your pen and dip it in player's blood fresh off the pitch, for Hashut demands slogans and swearwords galore!

The Staff
 

  Golden Hat XXIV - Winners!
Posted by: Admiral - 04-08-2016 11:56 PM - Replies (19)
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Titan Wargames Presents: The Winners of the 24th Golden Hat competition!

"For thrice shall madness rule, and thrice shall it burn, and thrice shall it fall."
- Liber Infernalis




We had a wonderful turnout of entries, with submissions spanning from stout regiments and monsters, through naval vessels in various scales, to bound Daemons and characters. It was fantastic to see all the great results churned out by the Dawi Zharr hellforges! Takes Hat off

And the winners are:

    <1        <2        <3

1st Place - Golden Hat Winner: Entry #11 - Loidrial
2nd Place - Silver Hat Winner: Entry #3 - Jackswift
3rd Place - Bronze Hat Winner: Entry #6 - Fuggit Khan

The entry key!
You can share your love for each entry by donating slaves to the owners of the entries!

02 - Pyro Stick
03 - Jackswift
04 - Bloodbeard
05 - Willmark
06 - Fuggit Khan
07 - Zanko
08 - Hill_Billy_Bub
09 - Aron
10 - Darkmeer
11 - Loidrial
12 - Helblindi
13 - TheHoodedMan
14 - Abecedar
15 - Grimbold Blackhammer
16 - Kamphre
17 - Malorndk


Slaves and medals are coming! Should you have earned a new Veteran's Medal (gained at 5, 10, 15, 20, 25 and 30 main contests entered), please contact us and link us all your entries in all previous Golden Hat and Artisan's Contest competitions (note: Scribe's Contest does not count towards this purpose, but have an own Veteran Scribe's Medal).

And now for the prizes!

Congratulations to Loidrial, who wins a squad of Dwarf Dragoons led by Grulka from Titan Wargames!

Congratulations to Jackswift, who wins a squad of Russian Alternative Harquebusiers with command group from Roark!

And congratulations to Fuggit Khan, who wins a squadron of Evil Dwarf Escort Vessels from Admiral!

A big "thanks" to everyone who participated and voted, as well as a big thanks to Titan Wargames and our other givers for their prize donations!

And that's it for this round of Golden Hat. Now let's see the participants' entries in the blogs. Wink

The Staff
 

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