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Written By Remus

Jan. 23, 2023, 2:41 a.m.(4/12/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Cassiopeia

Cassowary war birds of shock and fear. That is all.

Written By Bonnie

Jan. 22, 2023, 10:10 p.m.(4/12/1019 AR)

I got to stretch my legs on a patrol with some explorers on a training exercise. I hadn't realized how much I desperately miss being in the thick of things. It is time to find worthwhile endeavors for these idle hands.

Written By Jan

Jan. 22, 2023, 10:07 p.m.(4/11/1019 AR)

I am perpetually behind on the happenings of Arvum. The more I learn the more lost I am. At least I have chosen a direction to pursue. I will study the tactics and strategies of ever battle that history remembers. That ought to keep me plenty busy.

Written By Vincenzo

Jan. 22, 2023, 7:37 p.m.(4/11/1019 AR)

Dear diary,

Today we caught up a bit with Ilira, and then bandits. We made new friends.

Dear monster under the bed,

I don't know which child-hating SOB told me about you. But I tell you this, now: I've seen Raja in action and my legs are going to dangle off the side of the bed without so much as a whisper of fear. Or else.

Written By Vincenzo

Jan. 22, 2023, 7:35 p.m.(4/11/1019 AR)

Come dear, take a seat, and let me tell you what is true

Hues are the truest colors to be invoked when one speaks of colors like blue

When mixed with white it becomes a tone, with properties strange and new

Blue and white in these proportions yield periwinkle, perfectly balanced between red, violet and its mother hue

Written By Sen'azala

Jan. 22, 2023, 6:17 p.m.(4/11/1019 AR)

Sometimes, life - or, at least, my life - has a tendency to punch you in the jaw, and then offer you a drink. I don't know how to describe the past two weeks. Maybe an ongoing barfight.

Written By Dino

Jan. 22, 2023, 6:15 p.m.(4/11/1019 AR)

Did a little bandit hunting today, in aid of the Grayson barons a few hours outside of the city.

Sure, not strictly my business, but it's always right to lend a hand when you can, and it's not like I had anything pressing to do.

May have also managed to make a friend. A scary stabby friend, but a friend none the less.

Written By Remus

Jan. 22, 2023, 2:59 p.m.(4/11/1019 AR)

Though late for the horse race put on by my sister and Duke Martino Malvici, I was thrilled by the spectacle itself. I hope to see more of such shows of daring equestrian ability and the Marquessa's choice of stylish headwear.

Written By Mabelle

Jan. 22, 2023, 10:12 a.m.(4/11/1019 AR)

When are we forgiven the words we said in our hour of grief?

Written By Ida

Jan. 22, 2023, 8:56 a.m.(4/10/1019 AR)

Sometimes I get what I think is a grandly clever idea and go with it. I can often tell by Rigby's expression if it may actually be clever or not, but go with it anyhow.

Written By Lucita

Jan. 21, 2023, 9:01 a.m.(4/8/1019 AR)

Sometimes help comes from unexpected directions. And sometimes one gives help almost instinctively. Somehow it all seems to balance out in the end.

Written By Dino

Jan. 20, 2023, 6:25 p.m.(4/7/1019 AR)

Every morning I awaken before dawn, throat aching from what must be a night's worth of screams. But when I try to catch glimpses of my dreams, I stumble and come up blank.

Why do they haunt me now of all times?

I appreciate that the dreams of a nobody from an oft-ill-thought family are tedious to read through, but writing is just another form of prayer. At least there's peace in this.

Written By Filshiar

Jan. 19, 2023, 12:07 a.m.(4/4/1019 AR)

I had the most pleasant time recently when joining a hunting party in the Crownlands. To be outdoors all day, away from the constraints of the city, was a true joy. I could also not have asked for better company; though we had our missteps, we came together in the end to enjoy a successful hunt.

It has been too long since I had a day like this and I am reminded of how lively I feel in the woods, running.

Written By Vincenzo

Jan. 17, 2023, 4:03 p.m.(4/1/1019 AR)

On The Way Home

I saw you, late last night or early this morning, making our respective ways home from an evening.

You looked wonderful. Your costumier-- well, I would recognize you anywhere.

You looked tired.

I hesitated to say hello. I wanted to ask if you were feeling well. You did the polite thing and kept walking.

Later I will make this into a joke for The Salon. Something trivial to laugh about and forget. Witty remarks, like sheets, are better with the right company.

Written By Vincenzo

Jan. 17, 2023, 3:39 p.m.(4/1/1019 AR)

I spoke at length today on the differences between drape and silhouette.

Such minor things, to some. And yet, our most powerful images are invoked via silhouette; and who wants clothing with no drape?

In this weather?

Written By Vincenzo

Jan. 17, 2023, 3:37 p.m.(4/1/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Mabelle

If all life is a party, I'm glad someone merciful put you on my dancecard.

Written By Ilira

Jan. 17, 2023, 10:29 a.m.(4/1/1019 AR)

I hate when I miss things I've never had--siblings, in this case.

Written By Quenia

Jan. 16, 2023, 1:45 p.m.(3/27/1019 AR)

If I never see the Everwinter again, I will be a happy person. What sane person wants to live in so many snow tundras and snowy mountains and things filled with ice? I am every so glad to be back one on my VERY WARM house. I've been home for days and I still find myself freezing in my bed at night, even though the blankets are warm. Perhaps I shall take to the Great Hall and sleep by the fire some evenings to see if that helps.

Written By Sen'azala

Jan. 16, 2023, 9:09 a.m.(3/26/1019 AR)

At the end of the day heroes are stories, not people. People can and often do heroic things - some people seem capable of doing them infinitely - but people also do people things, and those get lost. They eat. They sleep (some of them *not enough*). They've got favorite colors and times of day. Sometimes they make stupid jokes, or trip over their own feet. Some are quiet and shy, some never grant anyone the mercy of shutting up. Those aren't the kinds of things that get remembered when they die and start being called heroes. No one carves 'didn't much care for plums' on a statue.

Maybe that's okay to most people, but sometimes I feel like mourning the stupid little things that I'll never know. A name, a face, and a single moment in time just aren't enough, even if that single moment in time might save the world.

Written By Raja

Jan. 15, 2023, 10:20 p.m.(3/26/1019 AR)

I am so happy today. I got to meet up with an old friend! She is someone I really look up to even if she probably doesnt feel that way. Anyways, I hope I can see more of Sen.

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