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Written By Caelis

Feb. 24, 2017, 2:55 a.m.(12/23/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Orazio

I had thought he was a scary man, but he is kind, and wise. I deeply enjoyed getting the chance to talk to him. His little bird was especially endearing, if loud. I was struck by his willingness to listen and guide me, I have always been fond of the Saiks, but Legate Orazio is a special soul.

Written By Caelis

Feb. 24, 2017, 2:27 a.m.(12/23/1005 AR)

My feet have never felt surer on their path. It is good to slow down and arrange everything that seems to be happening. For a simple sailor there is much to comprehend. For the first time since coming to the city I feel sure, settled a little. There have been so many ups and a few downs, Mangata knows I am used to a deck rising and falling, less so the events of my life in a few mere weeks. Let winter come.

Written By Kima

Feb. 23, 2017, 9:52 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

Power concedes nothing without demand. It never has and it never will. Find out just what people will submit to, and you have found out the exact amount of injustice and wrong which will be imposed upon them; and these will continue until they are resisted with either words or blows or both. The limits of tyrants are prescribed by the endurance of those whom they oppress

Written By Jael

Feb. 23, 2017, 9:02 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Ansel

Honor and manners may be the norm back home in the Oathlands, but they're less common here. It's refreshing to see someone who still holds to them, and believes that the complications they cause are outweighed by the grace they grant. And if you ever need a slightly more practical escape from those, I'm here for that too.

Written By Jael

Feb. 23, 2017, 8:58 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Luis

I'm not sure why you decided we should be friends, but I'm glad you did. You're never boring, and your zest for life can always bring a smile. Now, if I can just try to keep you from letting all of your passions burn you down, we might manage to stay friends for a good, long time.

Written By Eirene

Feb. 23, 2017, 7:01 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

My life is too full of complicated crap. Show me who to kill. Show me who to heal. Enough with lies and secrets and monsters and magic and shit that wants us dead from outside the world as we know it. I'm finding out a lot about my self in times of tribulation and I'm stronger than I thought I was... but strong can also be brittle when struck in the right place and I fear if and when that happens.

Written By Tikva

Feb. 23, 2017, 6:32 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

There is no one god whose nature makes the truth their sole province. Each of them loves it in their own way. The Sentinel loves truth as the instrument of justice; Limerance, where honesty is the only path of true loyalty and love; Gloria, as the sword of the righteous; Gild, because the lack of truth is the enemy of understanding -- only true need benefits from charity, where all else would simply be greed --

I could go on.

When a duel is fought to honor Gloria, it is the trueness of the heart that must be vindicated by victory. I honor ArchDuke Niccolo for accepting that in his gracious speech at the duel yesterday, for in his acknowledgment of Princess Reese's victory, he recognized that Her Highness acted boldly, for love of family. Even a mistaken understanding, taken righteously, is no dishonor --discourtesy, perhaps, at times -- but no dishonor!

Count Thesarin cautioned against the ready heat of blood in these dark times, and I do not gainsay my liege by so saying. Yet I think that, should tempers fire, it is best that matters be resolved quickly and cleanly in this way. Let these traditions be embraced by all who need them.

I mean, I definitely don't plan on insulting anybody, but if I do so on accident, please challenge me and let's have it out, before Gloria, before the Sentinel! Let this be a standing invitation to all. Let nothing fester in your heart! Truth and openness are the only paths to knowledge and friendship.

Shining a light is the only way to find your way in the dark.

Written By Eirlys

Feb. 23, 2017, 5:54 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Rainier

Meet him at The Gauntlet, showed him how to run the course. I think he fell in love with it. I can't blame him I rather like running through the course. It was interesting meeting him, discussing different styles in which we were taught to use a blade. I suppose I should go see how he learned. He spoke about running drills with the knights he teaches. I am interested to see what that is like.

Written By Silas

Feb. 23, 2017, 5:08 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Rymarr

Typically writes very long and eloquent letters.

But I have beaten him, this time.

I think I have a wrist cramp...

Written By Silas

Feb. 23, 2017, 3:24 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Khloe

The new operator of the Commons Medical Clinic, which is now under the oversight of Master Benjamin of the Physician's Guild.

My initial impressions lead me to believe she has a good heart, which usually comes with any good healer. She wishes for me to visit her from time to time, there or elsewhere, and hopefully I can find the time to do so in between fighting crime!

Written By Silas

Feb. 23, 2017, 3:14 p.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

I am thoroughly pleased with the table and wardrobe I had crafted for Lady Anabelle and House Lyonesse, and I suspect I will continue to be impressed by the training blades her house produces. I will be stocking our Armory with them at the earliest opportunity, so I don't behead my recruits on accident. I thought I was careful -enough-, but I was proven quite wrong...

Several individuals have stepped forward to offer their aid in helping us with the increasing violence in the Boroughs, and I am gradually becoming optimistic about our chances in holding it together.

I look forward to participating in the tournament. We haven't had a good tournament in a long while!

Written By Sparte

Feb. 23, 2017, 11:58 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

So I learned how to dodge by having things thrown at me. I was never the kid who played catch, I was the kid who got out of the way. As I've gotten better I've had some more dangerous things thrown my way. I guess I got used to it.

So when someone asked me to teach them the art of evasion, I tried to go for something less dangerous. Vegetables! Dodging vegetables is easy, right? Well, I forgot why people normally throw produce at each other.

I don't think she'll want to talk to me again.

Written By Eirene

Feb. 23, 2017, 11:33 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

How do I even begin to start. I really don't want to give the poor scribes nightmares so let's just say 'Well that was interesting' and leave it at that.

Written By Mae

Feb. 23, 2017, 10:40 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

Dear nobility of Arx,

It has come to my attention that many of you do not know what has been happening in the Boroughs. That you don't even know what life in the Boroughs is like. It makes sense. How could you know of a place you've never been?

It has also come to my attention that many of you all like me for some reason.

So, if any of you are seeking a conversation with a lowly Boroughs girl, I am easily coaxed into conversation over a hot meal and nice tea.

I'm serious! I like talking. I like it when you all are informed.

Sincerely,
Mae Culler

Written By Merek

Feb. 23, 2017, 10:35 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

The duel was quite interesting to watch. It did not happen as I expected it to, but I am satisfied that Gloria was honoured on both sides. I feel the situation that led to it all to be quite a simple matter, and not one I would've issued the original challenge over, but in the name of these things, the end result is that there should now be nothing held against the other on either side. Which is how it should be I think.

Written By Signe

Feb. 23, 2017, 10:30 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

People are really getting busy around the Grove lately. It's good to see everyone working together in the restoration. While the others bring in new soil and plants, I've taken it upon myself to stock the area with fauna.

Yes, fauna. Birds, bugs, beasts. Little beasts. Actually, more like, I'm coaxing them to return by adding feeders and all that. I don't think they'd be very happy about being tied there if they didn't want. Honestly, I don't even know if that'll work but it's worth a try.

For now, Atila and Tempest are the part-time beast sentinels. Maybe they'll attract attention. Maybe they'll scare the critters away.

Really, I just hope Atila doesn't pee on the altar again.

Written By Signe

Feb. 23, 2017, 10:08 a.m.(12/22/1005 AR)

I don't think I'm going to last long if I keep drinking so much before bedtime. Herbs don't help either. Maybe it shouldn't be just herbs? Maybe a pinch of this and a dash of that...

I should start making my rounds in apothecaries. There ought to be at least /something/ new every month.

Written By Michael

Feb. 23, 2017, 9:46 a.m.(12/21/1005 AR)

How can I make sense of this? Everything moves as if nothing happened yet I feel an ache within my chest. I swear, I will bring both of you justice. I don't know what you heard of your parents in the Grey Forest, or why you saw fit to go without escort, but what happened to you will not stand. It will not be met without action.

I promise you that.

Written By Simone

Feb. 23, 2017, 8:37 a.m.(12/21/1005 AR)

The world owes us nothing. It promises less.

I say, quietly: seize it. The way hands seize into your loved one's hair, caught up. Entangled.

Midnight knows me.
By dawn, it's gone - I'm gone.

In this way I control my heart: each withheld thought and word strung like beads, one after another, on a chain to wear around my neck.

I wear my actions and the answers I am waiting to give.

M. Simone Greenmarch
12.21.1005 AR

Written By Valery

Feb. 23, 2017, 6:26 a.m.(12/21/1005 AR)

They have been busy days, finding workers for the Grove and people to support the works...
If I just weren't so tired...

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