Written By Aiden
May 2, 2017, 12:15 p.m.(5/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Lark
You've supported me with so much. Thank you cousin.
I hope you get to be happy.
I hope you get to be happy.
Written By Aiden
May 2, 2017, 12:13 p.m.(5/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Lucene
That was awkward...
Maybe if there is a next time it won't be so awkward...
Maybe if there is a next time it won't be so awkward...
Written By Aiden
May 2, 2017, 12:12 p.m.(5/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Valerion
It is not my business who you profess love to. I simply fail to understand how quickly people fall in love in Arx... It's weird.
Written By Edward
May 2, 2017, 12:07 p.m.(5/20/1006 AR)
The Managerie has sea otters. I find them to be an interesting creature.
Sea otter mischief;
Sleek and quick in the current;
Play little otter, play.
Sea otter mischief;
Sleek and quick in the current;
Play little otter, play.
Written By Edward
May 2, 2017, 12:04 p.m.(5/20/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Kahlana
I wonder if teaching you propriety will be like trying to teach a dog to meow.
Written By Talen
May 2, 2017, 10:35 a.m.(5/19/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Deva
It seems to bother the archduchess when I call her 'mother', so I will now continue to do this, just to make it weirder.
Sorry, mum.
Sorry, mum.
Written By Magpie
May 2, 2017, 9:25 a.m.(5/19/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Gisele
A little high right now. Or maybe a lot.
Got to know Sister Gisele a little bit today. She's nice. Smart. She wanted to help me even though she couldn't, and that was in my best interest from how I understand it. I may have gotten more upset than I should have over that.
Got to know Sister Gisele a little bit today. She's nice. Smart. She wanted to help me even though she couldn't, and that was in my best interest from how I understand it. I may have gotten more upset than I should have over that.
Written By Eleyna
May 2, 2017, 8:29 a.m.(5/19/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Talen
I'm not that kind of princess.
Written By Talen
May 2, 2017, 8:18 a.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
You know some princesses draw flowers on their diary entries and author poetry, right?
Either way, Kima has a solid head on her shoulders, so I won't give you too much hassle for agreeing with her.
Either way, Kima has a solid head on her shoulders, so I won't give you too much hassle for agreeing with her.
Written By Eleyna
May 2, 2017, 7:10 a.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
Modest ambition seems like an oxymoron. Also pointless.
Written By Max
May 2, 2017, 7:02 a.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
The sea craved freedom.
If you, in five years, ask why I did what I did, I will give you a variety of answers. All of them true. There is enough truth in this world that I need not lie.
But it all started with the sea.
If you, in five years, ask why I did what I did, I will give you a variety of answers. All of them true. There is enough truth in this world that I need not lie.
But it all started with the sea.
Written By Niamh
May 2, 2017, 6:23 a.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
When not drilling unskilled swordsmen from the Lowers, or taking them on patrol, I have spent more time in the siege reading than I would care to admit or ever though likely. That Aislin has a tome for nearly anything I've been looking for has helped considerably, and reading while soaking in a hot bath is a luxury I never imagined before. Though, as a side note, I do need to replace 'Scholar Archibald's History of Sanctum.' I'll have to see if anyone has a copy...Nyx startled me, and... well, I'm sure you can see where this goes.
I have been reading mostly about the knightly orders that have existed in the past in Arvum. The Order I'm creating will be a militant one and I believe I've found a model that will work for organization. We will have three branches organized beneath the Grand Master, each represented on an advisory council for the Order itself, and each with an important part to play in in our mission.
There will be the Knights. Men and women from around the Compact who hold a Knighthood from their liege will form the core of the militant order. These will be heavy horse that we will see well trained, exemplars of virtue and honor.
There will be the Sergeants. Men and women who are trained in battle but not knighted. Armsmen and specialists who will help oversee our efforts to seek out the evils of the world and eradicate them.
Then there will be the Sages, men and women learned and kept out of combat, who will help not only research our foe and chronicle our history but also tend to our intellectual and spiritual needs.
I have been reading mostly about the knightly orders that have existed in the past in Arvum. The Order I'm creating will be a militant one and I believe I've found a model that will work for organization. We will have three branches organized beneath the Grand Master, each represented on an advisory council for the Order itself, and each with an important part to play in in our mission.
There will be the Knights. Men and women from around the Compact who hold a Knighthood from their liege will form the core of the militant order. These will be heavy horse that we will see well trained, exemplars of virtue and honor.
There will be the Sergeants. Men and women who are trained in battle but not knighted. Armsmen and specialists who will help oversee our efforts to seek out the evils of the world and eradicate them.
Then there will be the Sages, men and women learned and kept out of combat, who will help not only research our foe and chronicle our history but also tend to our intellectual and spiritual needs.
Written By Freja
May 2, 2017, 12:32 a.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
Kima - good thing there is nothing modest about our own.
Written By Kima
May 2, 2017, 12:19 a.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
I see no value in modest ambitions.
Written By Tikva
May 1, 2017, 11:53 p.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Esoka
Dame Esoka is ... a good friend to me, and a wiser woman than I in certain particular ways. And ... she's right: it's good, in the midst of chaos and siege and terror, to just sit down for an hour or so and be a woman for a little while.
I'm glad to have stolen those moments.
I'm glad to have stolen those moments.
Written By Silas
May 1, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Tallius
The prodigal lad who is now the owner of the building my shop was housed in. Snarky guy. I like snarky.
I let him keep Catrina - she's been a stalwart defender of the shop, against the machinations of dastardly rodents. She must continue to do her duty!
I let him keep Catrina - she's been a stalwart defender of the shop, against the machinations of dastardly rodents. She must continue to do her duty!
Written By Saira
May 1, 2017, 9:55 p.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
Dear Garrion,
Have you ever woken from sleep to find yourself in another world? Have you ever known a moment of disassociation so intense you cannot recall who you are, who you were, or who you are supposed to be? Have you ever dreamed so vividly it felt like another life?
I have, perhaps, been reading too many fanciful stories again. My imagination is as a bonfire is, prone to catch at the smallest spark, to burn with fervent flame, consuming the fuel used to douse it until naught but ash remains.
The carriage arrived in Arx last evening, but I was so exhausted by the journey, I could do little save allow myself to be led to a Valor bedchamber within the Ward of House Grayson, where I collapsed into bed after a perfunctory toilette.
Arx is daunting, Garrion, and while I know the city is crawling with Graysons, I feel more alone here than I have ever done before. I know mother and father sent me for good reason. I am of age now, and here is where I belong. Still, I cannot help but feel abandoned.
I know nothing. I know not who to speak with to acquire clothing suitable for my station. I know not how to make myself useful. I know not which of my family members might be willing to even speak with me, let alone help me acclimatize myself to this world of overt interaction.
It was simpler at home, where I was shrouded by the shadow of my siblings. That canopy of near invisibility is gone, now. For once, I am noticeable.
And it terrifies me.
For once, I am the one who must reach out first.
I am not even certain I know how.
I miss you. I wish you could write back.
Love from,
Saira
Have you ever woken from sleep to find yourself in another world? Have you ever known a moment of disassociation so intense you cannot recall who you are, who you were, or who you are supposed to be? Have you ever dreamed so vividly it felt like another life?
I have, perhaps, been reading too many fanciful stories again. My imagination is as a bonfire is, prone to catch at the smallest spark, to burn with fervent flame, consuming the fuel used to douse it until naught but ash remains.
The carriage arrived in Arx last evening, but I was so exhausted by the journey, I could do little save allow myself to be led to a Valor bedchamber within the Ward of House Grayson, where I collapsed into bed after a perfunctory toilette.
Arx is daunting, Garrion, and while I know the city is crawling with Graysons, I feel more alone here than I have ever done before. I know mother and father sent me for good reason. I am of age now, and here is where I belong. Still, I cannot help but feel abandoned.
I know nothing. I know not who to speak with to acquire clothing suitable for my station. I know not how to make myself useful. I know not which of my family members might be willing to even speak with me, let alone help me acclimatize myself to this world of overt interaction.
It was simpler at home, where I was shrouded by the shadow of my siblings. That canopy of near invisibility is gone, now. For once, I am noticeable.
And it terrifies me.
For once, I am the one who must reach out first.
I am not even certain I know how.
I miss you. I wish you could write back.
Love from,
Saira
Written By Ophelia
May 1, 2017, 8:25 p.m.(5/18/1006 AR)
I was reading some journals today and was thinking "My goodness, I think the same way!" and for a moment my heart soared into believing that out there somewhere was someone who thought like me. Then I saw that they were my own journals.
Sometimes I think those priests toy with me.
Sometimes I think those priests toy with me.
Written By Ophelia
May 1, 2017, 8:22 p.m.(5/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Aldwin
He's an exceptional guide, leader and listener. A man closest to the gods yet available for tea and honeycakes. We are blessed to have him as Dominus.
Written By Valery
May 1, 2017, 7:25 p.m.(5/17/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Shadow
I would like to tell you.
But it's just not right...
Thank you, anyways, for seeing me. And listening. And being my friend.
But it's just not right...
Thank you, anyways, for seeing me. And listening. And being my friend.
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