A Guide to Literary Submissions

  • Every 200 Words: +1 stat. 100 words do not equal .5 stats; only multiples of 200.
  • Extra Characters: +2 for each. Only applies to characters who are an important part of the plot and/or story; must have at least a minimum of 2 paragraphs with the extra character being involved and contributing to the story. It does not apply to a brief mentioning of characters or characters stringed into the same actions
    • Extra characters for Roleplays may be applied to characters who are an integral part of the ENTIRE story not just a few mentions in a couple of paragraphs/posts.
  • Like Collaborations, the maximum amount of stats a single literary entry can gain is 50 stats.
  • For ROLEPLAYS, you only count for stats the words you write. This ensures that both parties are properly compensated for their work.
  • Items and Companion Bonuses may be counted for in literature if they are mentioned properly in the story see  for proper examples. Companions must be present in a minimum of 2 paragraphs to count. Crown/Head Gear must be mentioned a minimum of 2 times to gain bonuses.

Table of Contents


Examples of Incorrect Written Entries

The three examples below demonstrate how to not count stats for a literary entry and how they should not be written! Each example will provide a snippet of writing, what we expect for the stat breakdown, and then an explanation of why this writing is incorrect. 

  • The first two examples focus on how to not count Extra Characters in your writing.
  • The last example focuses how to not count bonuses for Equppied Items and Companions.

Example 1:

    IHS Ammun was not pleased with the current situation. He growled low in his throat at Bacchus, annoyed at the other stallion’s glares that he was getting across the stable yard. The newcomer Desert stallion was tall and leggy, with black streaks along his body, contrasting his pearly coat.
   Leoni Ludae was lying on the ground, munching on a root he had dug up with his horns. His great glassy tines were covered in dirt, which periodically would drop little clods onto his nose, staining his white face a dingy brown. Versailles was racing down the track, his legs seeming never to touch the ground as his nostrils flared and roared, dragging in air to his massive lungs. Atop him his rider was clinging to both his reins attached to the horns of the beast as well as the black stallion’s painted manes for dear life.
  Talari Iuba napped quietly under a tree in the back paddock, a piece of grass hanging limply from his mouth. Baridi snuck up behind him and grinned wickedly, pinning a savage chomp on the small stallion’s fluffy rump. He woke with a squeal, darting and bucking away in a sleepy panic as the albino mare laughed behind him.

Word Count: 204
Stats Gained: +1 for 200 words; +10 for extra characters

What is wrong with this entry?

  • First of all, the story makes no sense! It does not flow and jumps around to random events. This entry is clearly meant for the sole purpose of gaining stats with no thought to the flow.
  • The stat count would only be +1! Why!? None of the extra characters (with Ammun being regarded as the first character, gaining no extra stats) are a significant part of the story and are only mentioned one time. The rule in The Stat System states all extra characters must be a significant part of the story/plot and be in at least 2 paragraphs.

Example 2:

The day was bright and sunny as RazielRoombaDibellaAperi, and Sandor stood out in the field while TorugGahiji, and Father Dotis lounged in the shade. Dibella and Raziel both walked out into the tall grass to munch flowers while RoombaAperi, and Sandor stared at each other with looks of disgust or confusion. 

TorugGahiji, and Father Dotis were all in a conversation about the Highlords with Gahiji and Torug yelling at each other while Father Dotis listened carefully. Roomba joined in their conversation but as he was mute he just nodded along.

Sandor Piped up saying that they should all just go on a hunt for some food and everyone nodded in agreement. RazielDibellaSandor, and Torug led the way while Aperi pranced around GahijiFather Dotis and Roomba brought up the rear with Father Dotis talking while Roomba just listened and nodded.

The group stopped in a clearing with them all standing in a big circle as they discussed what and how they would hunt.

“I think that we should hunt deer” Aperi said in a flouncy voice.

“I don’t want deer, I had that yesterday,” Sandor said with a grimace, “Let’s go for something bigger,”

Raziel and Dibella were conversing in whispers to themselves and Torug had his nose in a bush already looking for some kind of herb he had smelled, while Father Dotis was still preaching to Roomba who was distracted by a butterfly now.

The group just couldn’t agree on what to do and ended up arguing for so long the sun had set and it was too dark to hunt safely, they all grumpily headed back home except for Roomba who was just happy to be with friends.

Word Count: 289
Stats Gained: 
+1 for 200 words; +14 for extra characters

What is wrong with this entry?

  • Firstly, there is no flow to this story, it is centered around all of the characters doing random things all together as a group
  • The stat count would only gain the main character (In this case we’ll go with Roomba) +1 stat. This is because all of these extra characters are not contributing enough to the story or meet the minimum of 2 paragraphs of interaction required by system standards and are listed in strings.
  • Bolding every character in every line they appear in gets confusing on if a new character is being introduced and makes it slightly difficult to read.

Example 3:

Fus huffed as he stood there, his body shaking from the strain of training for the pits which seemed to be a constant thing now. His opponent was a mare that he had seen at their last tournament. A desert mare with a lion’s mane whos coat was both buckskin and a darker almost black color. The mare, Zephyr, was grinning at him between pants as the two fighters began circling each other waiting for the other to attack first. The mare’s eyes flickered past the stallion for a moment before faking a charge, making Fus brace for impact and then dancing around him at the last moment. This created an opening for Zephyr to kick out her back legs which connected with Fus’ right hip. The stallion bellowed out in anger as he turned to charge at the mare, running her down and striking at her with his front hooves. A few of these blows connected with the mare’s barrel which left a gash and a few streaks of red across her buckskin coat. Zephyr was able to escape the stallion’s onslaught with the agility of a feline. 

The sleek desert mare turned her off white eyes to her opponent as once again they found themselves staring each other down. Both of them were bloodied and streaked with sweat from the heat and the effort they put into their attacks. Zephyr studied Fus as she looked for anything she could see as an opening or weakness. A dog barked in the distance which distracted Fus for a moment as he swiveled an ear towards the sound. Zephyr launched herself forward and bashed her head against Fus’, the stallion faltered under the mare’s power as she pushed him backwards a few steps before he corrected himself and began to push back. The two ballators struggled as they pushed back and forth, trying to push the other to their knees. Zephyr’s forehead was bleeding now from Fus’ second set of horns, the blood dripped off her nose into the dirt that swirled around their legs. The mare could feel her body starting to weaken under the strain and tore herself loose and cantered away a few paces before turning to face her opponent.

“You are definitely strong… for a mare,” Fus grumbled with a half smile on his face which was slightly bloodied from their pushing match. Zephyr smirked at the appaloosa stallion as she held her slender head high, the cuts on her forehead already crusting with drying blood “You’re not bad yourself, but I would have won,” she chided before flicking her tail. “I’d say this was more of a draw,” Fus said as he stood in a more relaxed stance.

Word Count: 452
Stats Gained: 
+2 for 400 words; +2 for extra character; +1 Speed and +2 Intelligence (Dog Bonus); +10 Denarii and +4 stats (Phoenix Bonus) +1 Attack Strength and +2 stats (Ghoul Bonus) +2 strength and +10 Denarii (Bone Crown)

What is wrong with this entry?

  • Companion bonuses are listed but no companions are present or mentioned in the story, therefore no bonus can be applied!
  • Bone Crown Bonus is applied but as with companions it is not mentioned at all in the story and thus does not apply in this example!

Examples of Correct Written Entries

The three examples below demonstrate how to count stats for a literary entry and how they should be written! Each example will provide a snippet of writing, what we expect for the stat breakdown, and then an explanation of why this writing is correct. Bonuses such as extra characters, equipped items, and companions will be bolded when they are first mentioned in the story.

The first two examples focus on the proper way count Extra Characters in your writing.

The last example focuses on the proper way count bonuses for Equppied Items and Companions.

Example 1:

    IHS Ammun was not pleased with the current situation. This stable atmosphere that he had just walked into was too different from his wild home in Saudi Arabia. He growled low in his throat, pinning his ears as he was led across the stable yard, glaring at everything in sight. The immaculate courtyard was well-groomed with pea gravel, and tall wood and stone barns on either side. Statues of Ballators littered the place, and a large arch ushered the Desert stallion into his new home. He glanced across the way, towards paddocks sprawling out into the horizon, dotted with shelters and smaller barns. They were not green pastures, but consisted of the dry, deserty landscape typical of Utah, though there was sagebrush and light vegetation to munch on. As Ammun looked out, he caught eyes with a very barrel-chested, wasp-waisted stallion, who was glaring him down as if he were fresh meat. The black-and-white Mountain Ballator had magnificent striped green horns, which encircled and crowned his head like an array of thorns.
    Ammun’s handler patted him on the neck, smiling. “That’s Bacchus. It’s best you don’t go near him!” Steven said with a soft laugh, gently tugging on Ammun’s halter to lead him away. The leggy Desert glanced back once more, lifting his lip in a savage growl at the other Ballator, who responded with a curt, aggravating half-smile, as if to say, “Come and get me.” And did Ammun want to. He planted his hooves suddenly, jerking Steven back, who yelped slightly in surprise. Across the other end of the yard, horses had gathered in the mare paddock. They all knew what was about to happen. IHS Sekhmet, and her daughter, IHS Rub’ Al Khali, were watching the Desert stallion most intensely. Being deserts themselves, perhaps this stallion could show his dominance and gain their favor?
     Bacchus was leaning against the fence now, the mood creaking against his weight. “Bacchus!” Steven yelled across the yard, gaining only a flick of an ear from the other horse. The blond-haired man glanced up at the wine-red eyes of Ammun quickly, then back at the stabbing green of Bacchus’ own hungry orbs. And then Bacchus began something Steven had been praying he wouldn’t do. The shoulder manes on the painted stallion began to slowly sway, then burst into a full-blown Ballator challenge rattle. Like a trainwreck, Steven was helpless to stop what he knew was inevitable.

    “Oh, here we go.”

    Leaping as fast as he could to the side and dropping the lead to Ammun’s horn-guide halter, he merely escaped the now-roaring Desert stallion, who wheeled on the gravel, sending tiny bullets of rock into the air, pelting down on Steven’s head. Ammun’s long legs flashed in the sunlight and into a blur of motion as they carried him the short distance towards Bacchus, who grinned savagely and backed quickly away from the fence. Behind Ammun, Steven was frantically yelling into his cellphone at the stable manager, who had dispatched the BCU, or the Ballator Containment Unit which was an essential part of any Ballator stable, especially those handling stallions. 
    But the BCU would be too late this time, as with one powerful, springing leap, Ammun was over the fence, locking eyes with the red-nostriled, rattling, grinning stallion below. This would be a glorious battle of dominance.

Word Count: 555
Stat Count: +6 (+2 for 400 words; +4 for extra Characters Bacchus and Steven)

Why is this entry correct?

Compare this to Example 1 of the Incorrect Section:

  • This story flows well, and correctly portrays two extra characters who are an integral part of the story. While the stable manager, Sekhmet and Rub’ Al Khali are also mentioned, they are brief and fleeting with no real impact to the story, so they do not add stats to the story, nor do they gain stats from being in the story.

Example 2:

Today the majority of the herd was let out into the vast fields that were known as White Crow Farms. RazielDibella, and Roomba traveled together with Raziel leading the way. Dibella followed after her mate contently as her deep blue eyes looked up at the canopy every now and again. Roomba followed behind the two of them but when they slowed down he would wander around them chasing after bugs or sniff the occasional bush. They had gotten closer to the lake when they caught up with Sandor and Aperi. Sandor walked quickly with his head low and ears pinned back as Aperi talked and talked about herself or a list of Sandor’s flaws that she could so easily fix.

Raziel and Dibella laughed to themselves as poor Sandor was doing his best to get away from Aperi’s constant chatter, Roomba grinned as he raced down towards the other two, bleating and bucking until he had caught up with them which made the two of them stop and look at the weird little cream stallion with a shared confusion. Raziel and Dibella made their way towards the trio with Dibella nudging Raziel’s rump before taking off at a gallop. Raziel smiled to himself as he chased after Dibella, easily catching up to her which made the two of them laugh again until they joined the group of now five. 

“What are you guys doing out here?” Dibella asked in her soft and soothing voice as she looked between Sandor and Aperi. The chimeric mare Aperi raised her head haughtily as she stared at Dibella with her dual colored eyes.

‘Well Sandor and I were having a lovely conversation until we were interrupted,” She said. Sandor grumbled under his breath as he pinned his ears flat to his head and pushed away from the group, he hated big crowds and wanted nothing more than to be alone, but he knew that wasn’t going to happen now with everyone there. He made it only a few steps before he tripped over Roomba, the little stallion having stuck his head down into a thick patch of grass. Roomba bleated as the larger stallion almost fell on him and skittered out of the way, his thin tail raised almost like a banner. Raziel laughed heartily as Dibella came to Sandor’s side and made to help him up but pinned her ears and backed away at his growl. This made Raziel narrow his eyes at the dark stallion.

“I would think your next move a little more wisely Sandor,” Raziel commanded as he came to Dibella’s side. Sandor thought for a moment and decided that challenging the massive forest stallion probably wasn’t in his best interest and picked himself up and trudged away from everyone, grumbling the whole way. 

“Ugh, now he’s going to be pouty the rest of the day,” Aperi said as she flounced after Sandor, her curly manes bouncing as she trotted after the dark Stallion. 

After checking that Roomba was alright the three of them trailed slowly after where they had watched Aperi and Sandor disappear towards. Roomba still seemed like his happy go lucky self as he paraded around Raziel and Dibella and kept himself entertained with discovering everything in their path. Once they had made it to Three Crow Lake they moved to cross to the side with the most forest cover at the smallest part of the river that fed into the lake. As Dibella stepped into the chill waters with her long legs, she stared back at Roomba.

“Swim with me, i’ll make sure you don’t get swept away dear,” Roomba nodded and followed close to her right side but after a few steps he was paddling while she waded belly deep. Roomba’s hot pink eyes were wide as he paddled as fast and hard as he could to keep up with Dibella until they were standing on the opposite bank. Roomba shook the water from his coat much like a dog would sending water spraying every which way. They heard commotion and splashing and turned their heads towards the sound. The sight made them all but howl with laughter.

They could see Sandor standing stiff as he stared out at a flailing Aperi who they guessed he had shoved into the deep water. The chimera mare was shouting curses and flailing her legs as she paddled back to the shallower waters as the current of the lake water had carried her down a bit farther from Sandor. Once she was back onto the bank she stood there dripping for a moment before charging at Sandor with an enraged shriek. Raziel rolled his eyes as he carefully crossed the rushing water and nodded for Dibella and Roomba to follow him. It took them a good five minutes at a steady fast pace to reach Sandor and Aperi who were still fighting.

“You absolute beast!” Aperi shriek as she charged Sandor again trying to push him into the water only for him to dodge her which made her skid through the mud, making the water around her pastel hooves swirl with silt.

“Well maybe you should learn to take a hint as to when you are not wanted,” Sandor growled as he stepped to the mare to send her backwards onto her rump in the water. 

“ENOUGH!” Raziel yelled, his powerful voice booming over them which scared Roomba as he hid between Dibella’s legs. “You’re both acting like children,” The chestnut stallion said as he stepped between Sandor and Aperi, “Do you not know how to act your age or do you need to be put in the foal paddock from now on?” 

Sandor growled and blew out an angry snort as he turned on heel with an angry flick of his tail leaving the rest of them standing there. Raziel turned his gaze to Aperi as she picked herself up out of the now murky water with a distressed grunt “Now look at me, i’m filthy!” She squealed angrily. 

“It’s your own fault, did you honestly think Sandor would let you push him around?” Raziel questioned as he went back over to give Dibella a nuzzle. “You have no one else to blame but yourself,” 

“Hmph,” Aperi grumped as she sloshed her way back to the shore and stood there, dripping and muddy which was more visible on the creamy white side of her chimera coat, her manes matted with mud and debris.  

Word Count: 1077
Correct Stat Count: +5 Story; +8 Extra Characters (Dibella, Roomba, Aperi, Sandor)

Why is this entry correct?

Compare this to Example 2 of the Incorrect Section:

  • The extra characters all have at least 2 paragraphs of constant interaction and contribution to the story; Characters are not listed in strings as doing the same things and given plenty of interaction with each other.

Example 3:

Fus was resting peacefully, his body ached from training so hard that day but the sun warmed his back into a soothing numbness. His head felt heavy now that his crown of bone had been fitted to him. The sun-bleached fox skull gleamed in the light, the eye sockets shadowing his own electric green eyes so that it was an eerie sight. Fus remembered watching Cel make the crown of Bone for him to use as his new helmet in the tournament. The fox skull that Cel had had was unnaturally large as he cut it down to fit nicely over Fus’ head, attaching leather straps and bits of chainmail and padding under it so that it didn’t rub his face raw. A gurgled caw snapped Fus out of his memories as he turned his eyes up to the tree where a crow was perched on a branch, the crow, that he had so lovingly named Halál, looked as if it had died and been reanimated. Its feathers were shiny but looked almost as if the color had been sucked from them and its eyes were clouded and bloodshot. Another gurgled caw escaped the beak of the glassy-eyed bird. Fus closed his eyes as the whisper of wings fluttered away from him. The ghoulish bird could be so persistent and this must have been his only warning. The stallion heaved himself to his feet, his back hot and sheened with sweat. 
The heavy stallion lumbered his way back towards the barns, the black dot of the crow steady on the horizon in front of him. Once he had reached where his crow led him he saw that the crow was hopping on the ground in front of one of the other “humans” that was always running around the place. She was the more mysterious of the bunch, she had long dark hair and eyes almost as yellow as the sun. Fus always got the impression of a wolf when he saw her. “Oh hello sweet thing, you’re back,” She said to the crow before giving it a bite of the grains she had in a bucket. Fus pushed forward, his hooves clicking against the asphalt. The woman looked up and stiffened as Fus came closer. He nudged the bucket of grain which he could clearly see was those delicious honey rolled oats that were such a rare thing for him to get unless it was from someone other than Cel. His mouth watered as she tilted the bucket for him to eat. The crow cawed happily as it waited for seconds by flitting up onto his master’s back. With the bucket half-empty Fus pulled his head away chewing, it was almost a gruesome sight with the Fox skull fitted to his head. The woman reached out and put her hands on the straps that held the crown of bone in place. Fus pinned his ears but let her unbuckle and lift the crown from his head, a refreshing feeling as a breeze rolled across his face. “There…that’s better now that I can see your handsome face,” She said as she held the crown in her other hand with the handle of the bucket. She gave his neck a scratch before heading through the barn door. His head felt light without the crown and he enjoyed it while it lasted, the crow gurgling that he had been able to find someone to give his master some relief.

Word Count: 576
Correct Stat Count: +2 Story; +2 Extra character; +1 Attack Strength and +2 stats (Ghoul Bonus) +2 strength and +10 Denarii (Bone Crown)

Why is this entry correct?

Compare this to Example 3 of the Incorrect Section:

  • This story has several mentions of both the Ghoul companion (the crow) and the Bone crown (Fox Skull/Crown of Bone) which earns the bonuses for both of these.
  • The Ghoul also is prominent enough in the story to earn the extra character bonus on top of the bonus gained for the companion!
Spatium Braccas