Written By Kenna
May 22, 2017, 7:21 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
You're the gold standard of what I'm trying to be, but you also have my support. Let's make this fledgling house a great one.
Written By Remi
May 22, 2017, 7:04 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ariel
Do not count your birthday forgotten and without celebration just yet.. Oh no.
Written By Samantha
May 22, 2017, 6:29 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)
One would think that having lived so long a life in which my entire existence revolved around a lie, I would be better at spotting falseness of others.
To discover a smiling face hides a conniving spirit is cause for both anger and disappointment.
Presumption of weakness because I choose to think the best in those around me is a mistake.
Equating kindness or even softness for weakness...it is a mistake I see made almost every day.
To discover a smiling face hides a conniving spirit is cause for both anger and disappointment.
Presumption of weakness because I choose to think the best in those around me is a mistake.
Equating kindness or even softness for weakness...it is a mistake I see made almost every day.
Written By Marian
May 22, 2017, 6:16 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)
The Sword
Forged in fire
Brandished in steel
Honed like a razor
Oh how you cut me
Sheathed in armor
Battered by choices
Ground to the quick
Don't try to protect me
Balanced has shifted
Weighed by the past
Twisted by deceit
Oh how you break me
Encrusted by duty
Bejeweled by fame
Victory shapes history
Don't try to regale me
Forged in fire
Brandished in steel
Honed like a razor
Oh how you cut me
Sheathed in armor
Battered by choices
Ground to the quick
Don't try to protect me
Balanced has shifted
Weighed by the past
Twisted by deceit
Oh how you break me
Encrusted by duty
Bejeweled by fame
Victory shapes history
Don't try to regale me
Written By Ulfric
May 22, 2017, 5:51 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)
I have never been much of a god-fearin' man. Whomever it was that smiled on us on each hard storm through the mist, I thank you. Whomever it was that made sure my family made it through the ages, thank you as well. To whoever created my father, you can kiss my ass.
Written By Armel
May 22, 2017, 5:22 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Dominic
I am no archlector of Petrichor, and thus cannot speak over a proper priest of that august God, but to me? The home is wherever your heart feels at peace, where you can rest in the comfort of the familiar and the things and people dear to you.
If that's a boat? then by the Gods, that's your home.
If that's a boat? then by the Gods, that's your home.
Written By Dominic
May 22, 2017, 5:11 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
I have always held a strange relationship with Petrichor. Nothing you do not expect from a man that has spent a longer time at sea than at land. What really speaks to me is Petrichor's patronage of dominion, the home. Can a ship be a home for Petrichor? I hope so.
Written By Armel
May 22, 2017, 4:56 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Harper
is that an honest question, or...?
Because I have different jokes ready for either option.
Because I have different jokes ready for either option.
Written By Harper
May 22, 2017, 4:51 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
I think I needa wild animal. Does, uh, anyone have a spare weasel layin' around?
Written By James
May 22, 2017, 4:33 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Ok, I'm taking some medication... For back pains, and I do not know if its a symptom of the thing but recently... I've woken up multiple times to a bunch of random ass animals outside my windows with messages for me. Who the fuck things I am going to open my window to a scary looking wild animal? I am not, no matter how many cute ribbons it has. Freaks me out. Tapping on my window until I acknowledge them.
Written By Carita
May 22, 2017, 4:30 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Edward
Our morning coffee. Our noons, our nights. The smile and the warmth that makes me laugh. My confidant. My prisoner. Ominous, no? I told you.
Written By Merek
May 22, 2017, 2:31 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aleksei
I've never really sat and talked with him much, but we've interacted. The Archlector of First Choice seems a pleasant man to be around, and I often like his insight into things.
Written By Merek
May 22, 2017, 2:29 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ilvin
The Archlector of Limerance. I met him at the Shrine and he seems a devout and very kind man. I hope to talk with him in the future possibly, it's nice to be involved.
Written By Merek
May 22, 2017, 2:28 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
It has been almost a whole turn since I've been here, and I think that I'll be remaining in Arx for the time being. It is a beautiful place, however for now, I think my focus will more than likely be on getting back into my scholar study and trying to recover from the siege, at least in so much that I want to ease my mind of many things. War is not fun.
Written By Harper
May 22, 2017, 1:41 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
There's a lot of poets on the Journals alla sudden. I know poetry. Ready?
There was once a beautiful lass,
Who had a magnificent ass.
'Twas not perky nor pink (as you'd probably think.)
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
There was once a beautiful lass,
Who had a magnificent ass.
'Twas not perky nor pink (as you'd probably think.)
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.
Written By Ariel
May 22, 2017, 12:34 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Alas yesterday was my birthday.
I feel that everyone has been so busy with trying to repair Arx it was perhaps forgotten.
There is always next year for a celebration.
I completely forgot myself in truth until I realized today's date.
I just hope that I can get everything for my wedding dress and the person I asked to craft it can.
I feel that everyone has been so busy with trying to repair Arx it was perhaps forgotten.
There is always next year for a celebration.
I completely forgot myself in truth until I realized today's date.
I just hope that I can get everything for my wedding dress and the person I asked to craft it can.
Written By Carita
May 22, 2017, 12:14 p.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Fortunato
Master Fortunato Grayhope. The Perpetual Observer. Any further falls short and becomes woefully inadequate.
Written By Juliana
May 22, 2017, 10:11 a.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Abbas
After a lifetime of stories, of seeing the longing in the eyes of my mother, I finally met her first born son. Brother. Oh, how that sends a shiver down my spine! I finally met my elder brother (The younger one I've known all my life, naturally). I am not sure there is a word grand enough for the feeling of being in his presence. He is so large -- physically he is taller than me by a bit, built as a warrior, of course, but he projects himself into a much larger space than all that. He is simply *there* in a way that I have not be able to put word to. I am gushing. But it is hard not to. Family is everything. I must write mother to let her know that I have finally begun to close the circle. Abbas spoke of Fatima and I can only hope with all I am that I one day soon get to meet her as well. I am also writing Sebastian to hurry him to Arx so that he too can meet our elder siblings. Coming to Arx was the best decision I could have made.
Written By Branan
May 22, 2017, 8:03 a.m.(7/5/1006 AR)
Like a candle, she lived with a forced smile,
She laughed sweetly and wept bitterly.
She was burning through the fire of separation,
Neither smoke, nor fire could be seen in her.
Outwardly she lamented like the wind,
Inwardly she consumed her heart like the earth.
Translated from the Eurusi. It's a beautiful piece.
She laughed sweetly and wept bitterly.
She was burning through the fire of separation,
Neither smoke, nor fire could be seen in her.
Outwardly she lamented like the wind,
Inwardly she consumed her heart like the earth.
Translated from the Eurusi. It's a beautiful piece.
Written By Dafne
May 22, 2017, 12:14 a.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
There have been a great many large events of late that I have--not gone to, I admit. Or appeared and snuck away from. I feel somewhat ashamed of this; I am a duchess now and surely Gemecitta deserves better than one that avoids grand occasions.
Some of it is this--most are celebrations, and I do not feel like celebrating. Yes, the fact we defeated Brand, averted the Silence and saved the city and the world is good. I know it is. But I cannot seem to make myself _feel_ celebratory. Too much has been lost, and it weighs on me heavily. To dance and sing and laugh seems almost impossible.
And there is this--I am no good in crowds. I never have been. Sylvie--Sylvie is amazing. She can command a room, all dazzle and flirt until all were under her spell. I hid in dark corners, tongue-tied, until Pietro or someone rescued me. It was one of those things I thought would be easier as I got older, but it never did, just as I never did have a five inch growth spurt.
Perhaps the key is to wear something absolutely stunning, and say very little, and generally pretend to be a lady of mystery like in a dramatic novel. I think I might need more dark secrets for that to work, however.
Some of it is this--most are celebrations, and I do not feel like celebrating. Yes, the fact we defeated Brand, averted the Silence and saved the city and the world is good. I know it is. But I cannot seem to make myself _feel_ celebratory. Too much has been lost, and it weighs on me heavily. To dance and sing and laugh seems almost impossible.
And there is this--I am no good in crowds. I never have been. Sylvie--Sylvie is amazing. She can command a room, all dazzle and flirt until all were under her spell. I hid in dark corners, tongue-tied, until Pietro or someone rescued me. It was one of those things I thought would be easier as I got older, but it never did, just as I never did have a five inch growth spurt.
Perhaps the key is to wear something absolutely stunning, and say very little, and generally pretend to be a lady of mystery like in a dramatic novel. I think I might need more dark secrets for that to work, however.
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