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Written By Joscelin

Aug. 11, 2017, 8:26 p.m.(1/3/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ida

My beloved Ida has returned!

I cannot speak enough of my joy!

Written By Jael

Aug. 11, 2017, 8:26 p.m.(1/3/1007 AR)

Apparently I am supposed to joust with someone's favor. If anyone would like for me to bear their favor on the field, please send by messenger.

(No long term commitment required!)

Written By Ida

Aug. 11, 2017, 8:25 p.m.(1/3/1007 AR)

Aaah, to be back in Arx. It was like I was summoned, somehow. Like some dear friend murmured that she missed me and the winds carried the musings straight to the hamlet just outside of Sanctum. Lovely and poetic as that may be, it's only half-true and I admit I read my dear Guildmaster's journal in my attempts to catch up on my friends.

Truth is, I could not stand to be so far from my children when the darknesses started to stir. Too much uncertainty in the world, then, and though they were apprentices in their own rights (still are) and doing well enough without me, they will always be my babies. Much to their great suffering and chagrin no doubt. I just needed to be where they were. With things seemingly settled, for the time being at least, it was time to return. While I loved visiting the small hamlet, it is not Arx, not my home anymore.

Written By Tessa

Aug. 11, 2017, 6:29 p.m.(1/3/1007 AR)

Lovely Admirers!

I know you have missed me terribly. I have some exciting news though! My brother - Sir Tarrant Moore - has promised me a brand new dress (hopefully from Petal's fine Tangled Skein!) which I pray matches my darling new DIAMOND NECKLACE (coming from Coldrain Crafts - where Lovely Sameera is in dire need for economic writs so if you have some go see her!). That's right. Diamonds... well Dawnstones are a girl's best friend but Diamonds will do until then.

Also my dearest, doting brother is competing in the Joust tomorrow so ladies! Send your favors his way.... if he wins I might get some earrings to match my necklace!

Absolutely Adored,
Lady Tessa Moore

Written By Reigna

Aug. 11, 2017, 10:29 a.m.(1/3/1007 AR)

Had someone asked me to picture what the first day of this new year would have been like, my answer would be so very far afield of reality, and yet the bones of those hopes are the same that frame my current life. So, let us see where I thought I would be, and see where I am.

I would have said that I would be living in Arx: Good on past me, I was right about that!
I would have said I would be godsworn, dedicated to Vellichor and the Pantheon: Not so much there. No the gods had other plans for me.
I would have said that I would be making new friends and hopefully be creating a new family: This is so very true. I had hoped, but what I found here in Arx has so wildly exceeded my expectations that I cannot even properly put it into words. I was so frightened when I arrived. And what I found... a husband that not only am I friends with, but who I feel real and genuine love for (I can say this now. The cat, as they say, is out of the bag after my accidental scrawling here in my white when I thought I'd been penning in my black. Ah well. It is official: I am in love with my husband. And that is good!)

In other news, since it has been revealed, I am carrying the next Keaton heir. This fills me with a joy I cannot hope to quantify. Kael and I have made something magical and wondrous and though I cannot recommend the sickness of the belly that still plagues me from time to time, the journey is one that I am sincerely enjoying. I carry with me the future of House Keaton and we are so excited to meet the child when they arrive. I am blessed in so many ways, and I am thankful for the pains of the past that have strengthened me, shaped me into the person I am. The gods have a plan for each of us. They set the path at our feet so that we are who we need to be when the time is right.

I love my husband. I love the friends, the dear, amazing, remarkable friends I have made here. I love my life and I love the gods.

I cannot wait to see what this new year brings.

Written By Calarian

Aug. 11, 2017, 10:29 a.m.(1/3/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Arianna

I fear nobody can claim to haven't ever done mistake -- I the least of them -- thus, I accept your apology. Forgiveness paves new ways, opens old locks.

Written By Ailith

Aug. 11, 2017, 9:21 a.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

New Year. New Opportunities. New Goals.

It is a bright time of hope and renewal.

The Shrines are alight with activity as followers come forth with wonder and focus on renewal of vows. The Faith will be here to provide guidance and counsel to face new and old paths.

The Gods welcome you. Praise to them.

Happy New Year, Arvum.

Written By Edward

Aug. 11, 2017, 9:11 a.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

Like others I should mark the turning of a new year. But the time hardly seems different from the prior to the new. And when you are out on sea a new year does not matter so much as the next day.

This winter in Arx though seems pretty mild so far.

Written By Alexis

Aug. 11, 2017, 8:28 a.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

Met and spoke with Lord Corban - oversaw his attempt at the Gauntlet. He finished, which is good. A good score for a first (or second) go.

He did, however, apparently bring me luck. When I went a little later I set a new personal record - 151 marks. I could tell Duke Arn was impressed, because he didn't chastise me for a poor score.

Written By Clover

Aug. 11, 2017, 4:54 a.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Blacktongue

*A shaky drawing of a an apple, with a hint of water color paint added to it-- the apple is blue. Underneath the apple is written: DO NOT EAT.*

Written By Shard

Aug. 11, 2017, 1:41 a.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

Okay, I admit it, I have absolutely no idea what the point of a wildlife sanctuary in the forest is. I get the feeling, however, that I'm unlikely to see the purpose of such a thing even if someone does explain it to me. It's possible I'm missing some crucial detail.

I suspect, though, it's just another canyon's difference in perspective. A little like the practice of marking the turn of the year on a specific day, something I'm still not entirely used to, except with a lot more effort, money, and work hours thrown in, instead of a few parties, extra sentimentality and a lot of drinking.

Written By Joscelin

Aug. 11, 2017, 12:20 a.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

I've seen old illustrations of step-by-step evolutions of ideas, creatures, even the slow blooming of a flower captured phase by phase.


I am looking at several figurines in my position that make me thing of much the same, from something less-than to something more and then the third, evolving from an expression of anger to one that's joyful.

It's intriguing.

I'm glad I didn't set them on fire.

Written By Monique

Aug. 10, 2017, 11:10 p.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Corban

Let it be known, this man looks good wet.

Written By Joscelin

Aug. 10, 2017, 10:52 p.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

A new year. Already? And i spent it strolling through town and almost twisting my ankle in the ice. Hmm. But it ended well, I can't complain.


<words are scratched out>

I thought I had something else to say. Turns out I don't.

Written By Denica

Aug. 10, 2017, 10:51 p.m.(1/2/1007 AR)

Dear world,

I am excited to be alive, and I am thankful for another year. 'Tis going to be more interesting from here on in.

Written By Valencia

Aug. 10, 2017, 10:09 p.m.(1/1/1007 AR)

Another new year and another fresh start.

I cannot believe it has arrived so quickly. Though, in truth, I like the feeling of a fresh page to write news stories and new futures on.

Just so, I have high hopes for this year. I have a wonderful feeling it will be filled with remarkable things. The city seems to be waking up again. I cannot wait to see where I will go and where the fortunes of good friends and beloved family will flow. I pray that their hearts will be happy and their minds at ease. That troubles find good resolve and that good things will be more than abundant.

And so, here's to to Life, Luck and Love.... and to a very beautiful and hopeful new year to one and all.

~~~~~<~<@

Written By Arianna

Aug. 10, 2017, 10:02 p.m.(1/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Calarian

A few months ago, there was a regrettable incident in which I was blatantly disrespectful to you. While I was in my feelings about something that came to my attention, it was not the responsible or proper thing to do. As the First Observer and Voice of House Grayson you were well within your rights to correct me when I was incorrectly using a title that didn't apply to me. It embarrasses me to have reacted in the way that I did but I am not afraid to admit to my mistakes, of which I have made many. Who of us can claim that they haven't? That would be someone I'd love to meet, if not just to see what perfection looks like. Either way, Prince Calarian Grayson, First Observer of the Crown, Voice of His House, I, Lady Arianna Stonewood, Voice of Her House and any titles withstanding, do humbly apologize for my actions. In the eyes of the Gods, old and new, you have my respect for what you and the Crown have done for the Compact.

Written By Lou

Aug. 10, 2017, 9:31 p.m.(1/1/1007 AR)

I had a delightful walk with Mason tonight, getting out of the house and enjoying the fresh, clean air that winter brings with it. It is also the New Year, which brings new hope for the future, no matter how grim it might seem.

We ran into the Place Seraph, and briefly discussed the Grayson patrols with her, but given the nature of what was found, decided to table the discussion for later. I've invited to House Grayson to go over the details, seeing as we were both involved in such a patrol.

Written By Edward

Aug. 10, 2017, 9:04 p.m.(1/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Alaric

For my first meeting with the King it was an informative and entertaining encounter. We tried out the Count's board game to some stunning and quite amusing results.

I would recommend both, a visit with the King, and the Count's board game to everyone.

Written By Thena

Aug. 10, 2017, 8:59 p.m.(1/1/1007 AR)

The turning of the year never meant much to me, other than it being an excellent time to relieve people of their belongings. A night when everyone is drunk, and away from home.

This year I celebrated by buying Dog his own muffin. He was pleased.

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