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Written By Marian

July 25, 2017, 9:24 a.m.(11/24/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Fergus

There are no conspiracies my love. Just sweat and hard work. I won that race fairly. It was just so close that there was confusion on which one of us crossed the finish line first.

Written By Fergus

July 25, 2017, 2:35 a.m.(11/24/1006 AR)

I was robbed.

Fucking robbed.

Saying it right here, my wife is conspiring with just about everyone to make sure I never win a competition between us.

Written By Aureth

July 25, 2017, 12:59 a.m.(11/24/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Mae

Congratulations, Mae Grayhope.

Watch out for that boy for me. He's kind of an idiot.

Written By Silas

July 24, 2017, 11:58 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

Results of the Iron Pentathlon Foot Race:

Gold = Duke Cristoph Laurent
Silver = Princess Reese Grayson
Bronze = Princess Marian Redrain

Congratulations to all of you! It was a close race.

The swimming competition is next. It will be done in the sea, so be prepared to bathe thoroughly afterwards!

Written By Jael

July 24, 2017, 9:47 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Cristoph

So hey, guess who the fastest man in Arx is? My big brother, that's who.

Written By Leta

July 24, 2017, 6:15 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

Meowlarice mostly eats mice and other small critters. That's her job. She eats birds too. That's not her job but she does it anyway. Sometimes she brings them in for us to eat, but I can't say I've much of a taste for mice or small birds. Not that there's anything wrong with small birds, it's just all those little bones. You'll choke on those as sure as anything.

Sometimes she hisses at things that maybe are there and maybe aren't. I don't know. Cats got keen ears and keen whiskers for some things. I hear they don't get along with elves either but I'm not too eager to test that. Wouldn't want to cause a diplomatic mess just to see if it's true.

That's about it. She eats mice and she's good company. Not much of a story, but I was told folk were all writing these things so here you go.

Written By Shard

July 24, 2017, 3:22 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Aiden

That's almost touching, but the concern's misplaced. There are probably thousands of better targets for your offer in the city. Sincerely, I'd suggest starting with young shav refugees (or young refugees in general. I know, I know, you've already said you've been doing this, but if you've got more time, there's always more out there. And as much as I don't like your Menagerie, I won't deny that they'd probably love being shown around it).

Memories are just memories. I remember the horses tasting delicious. Everything does in those circumstances, even when the horses were also starving. See? A bright side to everything.

Written By Estaban

July 24, 2017, 3:11 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

My adventure with Gunther started well before I meet him as it started when I saved Prince Aiden's life.
Shortly after the siege I had decided I wanted to find a companion, one who could do patrols with me when I was needed and to fight at my side.
Prince Aiden invited me to the Grayson Kennels and that is where I meet Gunther, he was the only one of his litter to come to the pen door and when I saw him I knew he was the one.
He has since been at my side, no matter what he is there, when I have my low times he reminds me that everything will be okay (Ever get licked by a Rotti).
I do not think I could see my life with out him, he is what helps make me want to continue on when things seem very rough and impossible, he part of the Saik family and a Iron Guard in my mind and I would have it no other way

Remember my companion

Written By Aureth

July 24, 2017, 2:38 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

I don't have a favorite memory of my bird. My bird is a fucking jerk. With the worst sense of humor of any bird anywhere. And yeah, he's laughing at you. I'm pretty sure.

He just started following me around one day when I was eating lunch by the construction site while we were still building the Shrine. He stared at me for long enough that I found it unnerving and I finally gave him the rest of my food.

He's followed me around ever since. He brings messages to people because Tristan taught me how to get him to perform but I have the constant nagging feeling that he's like ... going to get bored one day and peck my eye out. He's rude to people's cats, he tries to ride people's dogs, and he basically just won't leave me the fuck alone.

He has a way of squawking at the least opportune time to interrupt any given conversation to remind us all that he's there and he'd like any carrion we happen to have on our persons. He also likes muffins. Considering the amount of food this little bird consumes I really have no idea how he remains so healthy-looking and streamlined instead of being a fat puffball of feathers.

His name is Binky because I can't say "asshole" in front of the faithful.

Remember my companion, hah. Try and forget the little shit.

Written By Eirene

July 24, 2017, 2:35 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Artorius

Shut up you.
I remember watching her as a baby. Stupid sister of mine thinking I'd enjoy that kind of thing. Luckily we just sword-fought most of the time.

You don't get to call dibs on OLD. That's my territory.

Written By Thena

July 24, 2017, 1:48 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

I think this sort of thing is a little bit silly, but I don't know how Dog feels about it so who am I to deny him a moment in the sun?

Dog belonged to my mentor's neighbors, when we lived in the Gray Forest. He ate Petrae's chickens and lurked around the cottage until I ran him off. Repeatedly.

Once Brand came to the Forest, I came to Arx to try to get help, only to get caught behind the walls during the Siege. When it lifted, I went back to the cottage as soon as I could, but Petrae was dead.

Dog was there too, lurking in the bushes and all skin and bone. Ned gave him a sandwich and he followed us back to the city. I tried to get him to leave for awhile but he steadfastly refused. Finally I just sort of...gave up.

He's drooly and clumsy and slow and he snores and he's ugly as sin but he's the one creature in the world that I know I can rely on. Maybe one day I'll find out his real name.

Remember My Companion

Written By Aiden

July 24, 2017, 1:22 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Shard

I'm sorry you've had such dark memories, Shard, it must be very hard to have been through what you have. I'm available if you ever need to talk about it.

Written By Shard

July 24, 2017, 1:02 p.m.(11/23/1006 AR)

What? No, no. The closest thing I have to an inspirational animal companion story is the winter that food supplies got so low we had to start butchering our own horses to stay alive. I think we should leave that one out of the Prince's contest.

Are you writing this down again? Why do you lot keep doing that?

Written By Aleksei

July 24, 2017, 11:18 a.m.(11/22/1006 AR)

Peanut is only about a year old, but he's already saved my life more times than I can count. He's a truly heroic hound, because he has recognized the greatest threat to my life:

Air.

See, Peanut knows that I'm in the most danger when I'm breathing. So most mornings, when he realizes that I've fallen in to trouble yet again -- I'm sure it's so frustrating how many times he has to keep saving me from the same thing -- he selflessly flings his entire body on top of me and smothers me with his fur. At which point I of course wake up, still alive. Thanks to Peanut.

He also helps provide physical conditioning by weighing so much when I have to shove him off of my face.

Remember My Companion. (If I die in my sleep, it will be his fault.)

Written By Artorius

July 24, 2017, 11:17 a.m.(11/22/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Calypso

My cousin got married....I still remember she and I dueling in the meadows when we were but children, spending time with our other cousins...those were good times.

I'm getting old.

Written By Artorius

July 24, 2017, 11:16 a.m.(11/22/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Melinda

Indeed, Lady Melinda.

I find us to be quite lucky, let us pray that we do not prove we are undeserving of your fathers permission. I find a great deal of happiness in his permission altogether!

Written By Silas

July 24, 2017, 3:58 a.m.(11/22/1006 AR)

It looks like I'll be using a lot of blue and green thread in the coming week!

Written By Saedrus

July 24, 2017, 3:32 a.m.(11/22/1006 AR)

Though admittedly, not quite a story, as the last journal was immediately swallowed by paw prints... I do not know the wicked little feline has ever done anything terribly note worthy.

Other than being adorable.

Or.. very nearly destroying a rather significant collection of books in the rectory at one stage. Which is best left unspoken.

Still..

Remember my Companion.

Written By Saedrus

July 24, 2017, 3:29 a.m.(11/22/1006 AR)

I admit that Vashti probably is not the most, affectionate feline to most people and he has attacked more than one of my friends, if not gone hunting after their pets (I am still so terribly sorry, Fortunato), but for all of his flaws and his terrible attitude there is no greater company than my darling little Vashti.

I realise to almost everyone else he just seems snide, or disinterested, or entirely too interested but no one ever sees him when we are alone (and away from the dogs) in my office. Or how his wide his eyes get when I am changing and he chases after the sashes of my robes. He is always gentle when he sets up on my lap at my desk, never sets claws to my silks, and his purr is the sweetest things I have ever heard.

He was a gift to me from someone very dear, and that alone is something special, but I love my little companion when he sits and watches my quill as I write, or his persistent napping on my parchments. I love him because I never feel alone with him, because there is little else I enjoy more than coming home to an otherwise empty kitchen to hear his mewling as if he were telling me all about his day.

Though, I would like if he grew out of this phase of being obsessed with ink pots...

((This journal page has a couple of inky little paw prints on the far corner))

Remember My Companion.

Written By Nigel

July 24, 2017, 2:38 a.m.(11/22/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Mia

My dear, darling sister. Heavy is the head that wears the crown. Know that I am with you, for now and ever.

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