Written By Tyrus
Aug. 2, 2022, 9:03 p.m.(2/17/1018 AR)
A sailor always watches the stars when they sail, for they can be their friend more so than even the sun. Yet I've come to look upon the shooting stars in a different light than I once did. What was once a short-lived distraction, a moment of awe and beauty soon gone, has become something more profound. The final flight of the forlorn.
It ends now as it always does, light fading into darkness. I always watch for a bit longer, part of me hoping that my eyes deceived me, that perhaps there's still some glimmer of light somewhere, further away. There never is.
Beautiful, as only tragedy can be.
It ends now as it always does, light fading into darkness. I always watch for a bit longer, part of me hoping that my eyes deceived me, that perhaps there's still some glimmer of light somewhere, further away. There never is.
Beautiful, as only tragedy can be.
Written By Thea
Aug. 2, 2022, 7:55 p.m.(2/17/1018 AR)
One down, one to go....
Written By Sonnet
Aug. 2, 2022, 3:38 p.m.(2/17/1018 AR)
It's been ages since I've had reason to bake a cake. I think this Embassy-thingy will be a good excuse! And it will go much better than last time, I know it.
Written By Dominique
Aug. 2, 2022, 2:39 a.m.(2/16/1018 AR)
My brother would likely chide me for not doing my duty in writing of my return to the city sooner, were he still around. It has been a whirlwind of activity since I arrived, with no signs of slowing. It is a blessing to be here with my husband and my sister again, though as usual, duty takes precedence. There is much to do.
Written By Tyrus
Aug. 1, 2022, 11:11 p.m.(2/15/1018 AR)
As I look upon the paintings that were left behind when I departed, the purpose behind their existence returns to me. Funny, how you can be gone for years, only for it all to come back to you, like a tidal wave upon unsuspecting shore.
Written By Tesha
Aug. 1, 2022, 10:13 p.m.(2/15/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaspard
I am glad to see him returned to the City. Though we will need to get him caught up on all the happenings.
Written By Ida
Aug. 1, 2022, 7:22 p.m.(2/15/1018 AR)
There was a cow at our parents farm that would get it into her head to chase me if I was in the field too long. Maybe she didn't like the noise I made while trying to fix one of the plows or the like. I was terrified of her after awhile, being as young as I was then. Today, though, she seems less scary. At least she didn't have fangs. Or a sword.
Written By Scylla
Aug. 1, 2022, 1:15 p.m.(2/15/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Haakon
Dagon on a tall cross. What a good way to ruin a beautiful sunrise.
Written By Haakon
Aug. 1, 2022, 2:53 a.m.(2/14/1018 AR)
Dagon is no Prince, no Thrax, and the nearest he'll come to being Highlord of the Mourning Sea is when we give him an especially tall cross on the shore before sunrise, so in the Morning all can See how High the Lord managed to climb in the end.
Fuck Dagon.
Fuck Dagon.
Written By Raven
July 31, 2022, 10:09 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
I'm guilty of many sins and been known to say and do many unseemly things but never thought elation over a sage offering insight I'd been struggling to find would be the thing that finally sees me rebuked. These are strange times we live in. Still worth it as the people seeking the guidance did finally find guidance more worthy than what I had to offer.
Written By Vittorio
July 31, 2022, 10:06 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
Although the journey here was harrowed by the sheer audacity of the snow to mar my way, eventually I have arrived and returned to Arx. Despite winter's best efforts, I have received a warm welcome and have already turned my eyes towards what I can hope to accomplish here. It is good to be back among friends.
Written By Giorgio
July 31, 2022, 10:03 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
I've never considered myself much of a fighter, let alone a soldier. And yet I found myself aboard a ship in the Mourning Isles alongside my brother, Caspian, and Lord Titus Vaevici. All of us made it through to tell the tale, to sleep safe once again in our own beds. And yet... I still hear the yells and screams of rage, the song of steel on steel or worse, steel on flesh. I see a trident pinning a friend to the mast of our ship.
Every night I relive flashes of that battle in my dreams and cannot help but wonder each morning with the sun rise if this is the sort of vision that haunts every soldier fighting for causes they view as just, no matter which side of the battle they are on...
Every night I relive flashes of that battle in my dreams and cannot help but wonder each morning with the sun rise if this is the sort of vision that haunts every soldier fighting for causes they view as just, no matter which side of the battle they are on...
Written By Luis
July 31, 2022, 8:22 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Raven
An interesting fighter, in a good way. I look forward to seeing how she continues to apply herself all across the compact. Likely another rising star in the making.
Written By Luis
July 31, 2022, 8:21 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
A mighty naval battle and it was with some trepidation that I awaited news of the results. There is much to be done now, with the turning of coats and the like. I am grateful that my family has returned home safely. Now to help aid those whom have not.
Written By Fortunato
July 31, 2022, 8:18 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
Still thinking around Limerance. I who largely avoid vows, not truly out of a lack of loyalty, but out of terribly broad loyalties. I fear I will have to percolate a couple more days.
Written By Khanne
July 31, 2022, 7:58 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
I have always believed in my cousin's abilities. There are many areas in which his talents excel. Some may have thought it crazy that Halfshav would send our rather small navy out to a sea battle. Mirk himself commented to me when I let him know he would be in command, "dammit Khanne, I'm a shaman, not an Admiral!" But I had faith... and he surpassed even what I expected of him.
I know the battle is not yet won, but I am just as confident that the Compact will prevail. I believe in the collective of us as much as I believe in my cousin. The more we work together for the greater good, the more we will succeed. Now it's time to regroup, mend what needs mended, mourn what needs mourned, build up what needs strengthened, and prepare for the next.
We Stand.
I know the battle is not yet won, but I am just as confident that the Compact will prevail. I believe in the collective of us as much as I believe in my cousin. The more we work together for the greater good, the more we will succeed. Now it's time to regroup, mend what needs mended, mourn what needs mourned, build up what needs strengthened, and prepare for the next.
We Stand.
Written By Thea
July 31, 2022, 5:44 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
I feel like I need to hire a scribe or someone to organize my notes. My office? I'm a really neat person, but as of late I've been feeling scattered.
Written By Rosalind
July 31, 2022, 5:40 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
It only takes a moment. Just one. And those are the best. To make you realize what was possibly the best or worse decision you could make.
Written By Tyrus
July 31, 2022, 5:40 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
I have returned to find the Mourning Isles amidst another civil war. I know not the reasons why, though I need not know them to know what I must do.
Tears in our wake, never at our wake.
Tears in our wake, never at our wake.
Written By Rosalind
July 31, 2022, 5:37 p.m.(2/13/1018 AR)
Meeting done. Now to figure out the best course of action.
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