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Written By Amanita

Feb. 28, 2021, 9:55 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)

Winter is beautiful, but it is also a harsh mistress. Thanks to Lady Sunaia, I have a nice warm cloak that I can wear about town when I am forced to go outside of the Whisper House for engagements. Thank you, Sunny. I have had a few engagements this week that have taken my time which is very good for me -- it means I am not simply staring out the window at the snow and plying myself with hot drinks, working up the courage to get myself to go out of the House.

My cousin Thea is now engaged to Lord Drake Wyvernheart. I do not believe I have been introduced yet but at least I know he treats her well. He would have to, since she's Thea and all.

Written By Lucita

Feb. 28, 2021, 9:48 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)

Winter...again... sigh. I could write all about it or just copy journal entries of the past few years about the cold and snow and ice. Or just say if one is really interested, they can browse through old whites and see mantions of the season.

Written By Lucita

Feb. 28, 2021, 9:44 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Sina

Another friend lost. Some losses ache too much to write about, and this is one of them.

Written By Sunaia

Feb. 28, 2021, 9:41 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)

I'm back.

No -- I don't know how long I was gone away.

I don't recall where I stopped. I've been on aboard ships, purposefully, and starting to pick up more nuances of the differences between what it's like as someone that's spent their childhood used to hills and woods, rivers and lakes, and there's suddenly -- sea. Ships. No more different a tree, he said. (He knows who he is, Scholar -- we're not pointing fingers.) I accepted it at that time, because - because -- I wasn't thinking and it made sense? Sure. Been in some scuffles, and I'm only a little worse for the wear, and I'll probably need to be careful. For a bit. Until the next trip, at least. What's next? More time spent in reflection, but it's all sharp edges. All those pokey bits. Needles and pins. Makes me queasy. Guilt's weird that way. There's a second thing - probably a third thing - and a fourth thing that I am still trying to --

Well. The letter.

I shouldn't put it here. Won't, likely, but I'll tell you about it as long as you're not going to record it to my Journal. Now that I know - really know - I'm going to help.

It's not going to be like last time --

Written By Domonico

Feb. 28, 2021, 9:28 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Santi

My cousin Lord Santi has returned to Arx, now with more hair than I am used to. Regardless it is good to have a friend and comrade in arms back, especially one to whom I owe my life.

Written By Sorrel

Feb. 28, 2021, 9:27 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)

Even if he is only in port for a day to restock, it is nice to see my husband again. However briefly. I miss him so much when he's at sea, and yet there is so much that we need him for militarily I cannot begrudge him his duty.

Written By Avita

Feb. 28, 2021, 9:10 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)

Ciaphas still refuses to use his breasts to distract our foes.

I am disappointed by his lack of dedication to the cause.

Written By Raven

Feb. 28, 2021, 9:01 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)

I still cannot fathom why anyone'd choose to settle in a place that is unliveable half of the year. There is nothing natural about ice falling from the sky!

Written By Lianne

Feb. 28, 2021, 8:27 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Natasha

I am grateful for Princess Natasha Thrax and the Inquisition for their diligence in pursuing the case of my husband's murder to its conclusion, even as the months drew long. Your meticulousness and persistence are appreciated more than you can know.

Even an unsatisfying answer is better than no answer at all.

Written By Keely

Feb. 28, 2021, 8:13 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Liara

Sister, you never cease to amaze me. Your party was everything I could have dreamed of, and more! How do you do it? So many people, and you never for a moment looked flustered. I hope one day to live up to the example you set.

Written By Keely

Feb. 28, 2021, 8:12 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

Oh my goodness, it has been so very busy since I returned to Arx! I feel like I have attended an event almost every day. And some of the events were downright huge! It was rather intimidating, scholar, I can't lie, but I stuck it out and refused to run off. And in every single instance, I ended up having a wonderful time and meeting so many marvellous people. Thank you to everyone who hosted me! Some day I hope to throw an event even half as excellent!

Written By Raymesin

Feb. 28, 2021, 7:59 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

The start of another winter in Arx, Scholar, and I'm coping a bit better this year than I was last year. It helps that the house is weathertight, of course, and that I get someone warm to curl up with at night, but I suspect I'm getting accustomed to the Arxian climate again.

Five years in the Lyceum was time well-spent, and I learned a great deal while I was there, but there wasn't any snow.

I shall have to see how well I do later in the season, when the cold really bites.

Written By Haakon

Feb. 28, 2021, 7:37 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

For those who know not:
A reaving is a gathering of free warriors, sworn or unsworn, who gather in their own ships toward a prize.

This prize can be the ambush if a particular ship, the raiding of a named settlement, or a more general voyage into enemy waters to take what prizes fortune grants. Every reaver draws an even share of the voyage's profit, once done.

In the past year, I've led three reavings into the Near Saffron and a fourth into Abandoned waters, gathering freebooters and any number of rough and unsworn men toward a fit prize, a goodly number of which took service with a house of the Compact, after.

Alongside these unsworn sorts, I have reaved alongside nobles of all six Fealties, as well as Crownsworn.

Fuck any who say reaving is wicked.

Written By Valencia

Feb. 28, 2021, 7:35 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

Nothing makes my heart happier than being able to offer assistance when I am able to. That feeling is second only to the pride and gratitude I experience when I think of the generosity of those who support my Hart's efforts to support good causes.

To be able to offer help with the relief efforts in Astarrea is something that my Hart and I are sincerely honoured to do. Especially if it means that more survivors might be better able to recover. I cannot imagine how they have suffered.

Thanks to donations from Prince Patrizio of Prauvus, Lady Emberly of Crovane and a few others for whom we await permission to share their names so we may thank them publicly, we were able to raise 686,000 silver at this event.

I know it is a small amount, but it is one offered with deepest hope.

~~~~~~~<~<~<@

Written By Jhond

Feb. 28, 2021, 7:07 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

I really like ships. The rigging, the press of people about and watching the sailors keeping at task or just keeping busy to pass the time. It's a pity they're on the water though with all the waves. Bleh.

Written By Sunaia

Feb. 28, 2021, 6:08 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

There's been a lot going on, Scholar Einar, and you'll manage to keep up with this - or not - and that's how it'll be because Parker already said that they don't have to come back and listen to me tell all of this for a third (a THIRD) time. I told them I wanted to get it right. They rolled their eyes. I threw a perfectly good butter tart at them. They have horrible reflexes. Just the worst.

(See, now, that's in my White Journal forever -- )

(I didn't really mean it.)

No. I did.)

First, let's address the most obvious. Betrothed. That's a thing now. Never thought I would write it - say it - and actually believe that. But, here I am. Saying that I do. I'm not sure what that means for the future. Which, no, still not afraid of -- can't be controlled, so what? What? WHO. I'm afraid of myself. I admitted to a friend (more than one, even) some of my worries, and I was given good advice. Each time. My East. My South. I'll need to explain that to the Silent Reflection later, I think, and I'm afraid of myself mostly I keep wanting to run. The idea of being settled is really, really, really terrifying. As frightening as when I considered swearing to the Faith, or the Knights of Solace, or for being promoted in the Inquisition. There's a finality that makes me want to tear the throat out of it -- if it was a tangible, horrible monster. Establish residence. Put down roots. Domesticated.

But, Scholar Einar, imagine it for a moment --

No, I can't sit still. I'll be back. Need to get it out of my system before I write about the next part.

Written By Amari

Feb. 28, 2021, 5:53 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

My prayers of late have been for my friends, the Laurents. It's difficult to put to words what you wish to truly express in times such as these. Words alone never feel sufficient, nor are they much of a balm for grief and pain. If only they were. I could then do something tangible to lessen their suffering beyond offering whatever support I can.

Written By Martino

Feb. 28, 2021, 5:51 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

Locating the complete works of Archscholar Py is quite the challenge but one that I shall admit needles at me with curious read.

To understand the journey taken, the events and actions they saw opens the eyes to the history like little else.

That is, until I m distracted by something else.

Written By Martino

Feb. 28, 2021, 5:48 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

Took my first daughter, Lady Arsenia, out to meet a few in the Ambassador Salon.

She was the centre of attention with everyone present and not me.

Something to think twice on next time.

Written By Duarte

Feb. 28, 2021, 5:36 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)

Journal

I quit my job with the merchant and carrying his missives to work instead with the Merchant Prince. Lest anyone feel this is morbid - I got more money. And he liked me. And, I believe, there is a saying about types of people and how you keep them close.

His business dealings were far more expansive and lucrative. He liked how I talked. He said, 'You have a way with people'.

He taught me quite a bit, actually, in how to parley. "This one is a squirrelly sort, you'll have to appeal to his anxieties." "This one is prideful, let them know how impressive they are." And so on.

Nothing will quite show you the colors of people like doing business with them. You'll have scoundrels and uprights. And the uprights are some times also inepts, and the scoundrels effective. One can't base associations in business on personalities. Only results matter.

Many remarkable things about people that I learned from the man who killed my father; including how far they'll go to keep something secret...

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