Written By Fergus
June 16, 2017, 12:31 p.m.(8/28/1006 AR)
Dear journal:
Today I want to murder everyone.
For anyone that cares, I'll be in Marian's room at the Valardin manor.
Anyone that's not family or a healer for her can fuck off.
Today I want to murder everyone.
For anyone that cares, I'll be in Marian's room at the Valardin manor.
Anyone that's not family or a healer for her can fuck off.
Written By Alis
June 16, 2017, 9:29 a.m.(8/28/1006 AR)
Deep fried, bacon wrapped pickles are amazingly good at helping one process all manner of negative emotion. A thing I have discovered quite by accident, but have rewarded our kitchen staff for immensely.
Written By Victus
June 16, 2017, 1:47 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
More wakes for the dead. It seems like too many. This city has been to hell in back in the past month and a half, I almost can't keep track of the bodies anymore. At least that turncoat fucker suffered for what he'd done.
Written By Armel
June 16, 2017, 1:03 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
I often assume that people make the journals mysterious and vague for the same reasons that a person might wait to go into public and suddenly have a panic attack or a swooning episode, or some other such evidence of sudden, unexplained and exciting trauma.
Because then people will ask!
Because then people will ask!
Written By Mydas
June 16, 2017, 12:47 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
One can't help but wonder what has made the recent White Journal entries so cryptic and mysterious.
Written By Calypso
June 16, 2017, 12:45 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
Sometimes the plans we make are interrupted or rerouted. Just because the journey has taken a turn down a different path does not mean the destination will not be reached. If we must bide our time, then so be it. We move the moment the opportunity presents itself and not a second after.
Written By Caelis
June 16, 2017, 12:07 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
I will not be discouraged. I will keep a weathered eye on the horizon. I will breath, I will train, I will bide my time.
May your hopes find safe harbors.
May your hopes find safe harbors.
Written By Lydia
June 15, 2017, 10:48 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
There's only so much procrastinating, so much avoiding, so much head burrowing beneath the pillows that I can do before I really must come to terms with the fact that I need to start writing in my Journal again. Only, the moment I try to think of putting all the words down - they flee.
Written By Melinda
June 15, 2017, 10:46 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ford
I met the intriguing Marquis Ford Kennex to arrange for trade between Kennex and Grimhall, now I have so much silk I do not know what to do with it. Are there any familys out there looking for bulk silk? It will be marked up slightly due to expenses.
Written By Melinda
June 15, 2017, 10:44 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
Today it is almost a Week since I first Arrived into the town, I am finding good friends and lots of interesting people. So many new Ladies to talk to and compare hats with. I can not wait for mine to be ready! Soon I will have my silks and then we will have a grand party, I promise.
Written By Charlaine
June 15, 2017, 10:30 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
I am looking forward to the Dance tomorrow, I hope my partner will enjoy it.
Written By Turo
June 15, 2017, 9:40 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
I just learned more than I never wanted to.
Feel like I'm going to be drinking heavily for the next couple of days.
Feel like I'm going to be drinking heavily for the next couple of days.
Written By Eirene
June 15, 2017, 6:16 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
Where the fuck are you when I could use your help, you Fidante son of a bitch. I hope you're dead else I will have to find you and kick your ass.
This is as close as I get to saying I miss someone. Too many dead Fidantes...
This is as close as I get to saying I miss someone. Too many dead Fidantes...
Written By Aiden
June 15, 2017, 6:09 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
I have to keep myself busy...
... in spite of all the sad news, the Menagerie has a new exhibit.
Princess Marian Valardin sponsored the Monarch Stag and Doe exhibit in the ungulate fields.
The deer have been moved over and are already enjoying their new pastures. You'll have to come see for yourself. Thank you Princess Marian for your sponsorship!
The Menagerie Masquerade is soon upon us and while I would wish to postpone it for the circumstances of more grief and loss, it's what the city needs right now. The city needs a night where people can come together, dance, and have a good time. We may mourn and grieve, but we cannot let the shadows win nor prevent us from those things in life we get enjoyment out of.
Let us dance for those who cannot.
... in spite of all the sad news, the Menagerie has a new exhibit.
Princess Marian Valardin sponsored the Monarch Stag and Doe exhibit in the ungulate fields.
The deer have been moved over and are already enjoying their new pastures. You'll have to come see for yourself. Thank you Princess Marian for your sponsorship!
The Menagerie Masquerade is soon upon us and while I would wish to postpone it for the circumstances of more grief and loss, it's what the city needs right now. The city needs a night where people can come together, dance, and have a good time. We may mourn and grieve, but we cannot let the shadows win nor prevent us from those things in life we get enjoyment out of.
Let us dance for those who cannot.
Written By Margot
June 15, 2017, 5:42 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
The traitor is dead. The old man is dead.
Their shadows linger still and who knows what hides within them.
Their shadows linger still and who knows what hides within them.
Written By Carita
June 15, 2017, 3:23 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
And on this day 8/27/1006 AR. Black Mountain shutters its doors.
Written By Ann
June 15, 2017, 2:34 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
He probably won't read this. He doesn't strike me as the type to indulge in gossip. Either way, can I just say...
... no. No, I can't. Wouldn't be appropriate. I promised I wouldn't. And he's a little terrifying.
... no. No, I can't. Wouldn't be appropriate. I promised I wouldn't. And he's a little terrifying.
Written By Nicia
June 15, 2017, 1:35 p.m.(8/26/1006 AR)
I liked the study...it was quiet, and usually had some of the best bottles of things to drink in it. I suppose that I will like it again after a while, but I keep catching myself avoiding it, not looking towards the door, and certainly not walking into the room. Not even to see what might have gotten destroyed and is missing.
I wasn't there for the incident. Not that my presence would have been any help beyond being in the way, but yet there is one very, very small part of me that feels guilty I wasn't there. Emotions are such illogical things.
I wasn't there for the incident. Not that my presence would have been any help beyond being in the way, but yet there is one very, very small part of me that feels guilty I wasn't there. Emotions are such illogical things.
Written By Lianne
June 15, 2017, 1:07 p.m.(8/26/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Duarte
Everyone dies. Everything eventually comes to its end.
You will be an exception to this rule until I give you leave to do otherwise.
You will be an exception to this rule until I give you leave to do otherwise.
Written By Joslyn
June 15, 2017, 12:55 p.m.(8/26/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Narciso
You were certainly different, and an honorable death, worthy of any song. I'm sure you would have loved to hear it.
As promised, I will continue in my journey, and make my own life something worthy of song.
As promised, I will continue in my journey, and make my own life something worthy of song.
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