Written By Talen
Feb. 19, 2017, 8:04 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Acacia
Written By Talen
Feb. 19, 2017, 8:03 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
A prince within the very house they intend to serve, an old friend from as far as Caith and a common scrap with more wit than often know how to do with. It'll be a good start.
We'll succeed as a team where I alone previously failed. We'll remain unbroken until the Thirteenth's final reap.
Written By Calista
Feb. 19, 2017, 8:02 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Inigo
Written By Valerius
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:58 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
But I don’t think I will. I think I’ll remember her in my own way, with a bottle of whiskey alone.
Written By Tristram
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:49 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
Written By Rowan
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:46 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Among the nobility, it does not bother me much. When one noble speaks it to another, it feels more like a nuance of language and little else. When I hear it on the lips of the common class, the language takes on a more uncomfortable suggestion. It feels a reminder that I am held in some higher regard by the world for no reason other than that my cousins married the right families and an agreement was made. There is an obligation to it, an unspoken note in the ring of it that they are well aware that they, and myself, have been dubbed different creatures by some intangible scale. By the same token, to ask to be only the name I came into the world with, it burdens them with social risk and confusion.
I never held dreams of nobility before being vaulted from a life I was happy and comfortable in to a life where I still feel like a child playing at pretend games. So if I should wince, if I should grunt or frown for an introduction...Have patience with me, Arx. I am still learning the steps to this dance.
Written By Eirlys
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:39 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Ansel fought to keep the mercies safe. He ended up injured and his horse was killed in the process. I thank the spirits that he lived.
Sophie was out there in the fray willing to tend to the wounded even though she could have lost her life and I don't think I could ever stop being grateful for that.
Alis is so strong, determined and a great leader. I would follow her into the Abyss if I had to.
My brother Fiachra whom I have always looked up to did rode into battle along side Alis. He was brave, he used his scouting abilities in a way to help us all.
Lord Gabriel whom I haven't had a chance to really formally meet was so important to this fight.
Edain who I had the honor of riding into battle with was a leader that I respect completely. He didn't stand back, he didn't ask us to ride into battle while he stayed safe. He rode with us, he lead us like a true leader does. I look at him and I see an honorable man.
When hearing about the battle one might think that the casualties were few there for the battle was easy. No battle is easy and not all of the scars are from wounds people can see. We lost people and it was painful. We mourn because they will never be able to ride with us again.
I did not know Lady Nadia but Alis did and Ansel did. I stood in the room with Ansel, who got out of his sick bed, walked while injured to lady Nadia's house, and I stood in the back while he paid his respects. I have seen what losing even one person can do. It was painful, it was sad and I felt so helpless. Grief is not something you can fight with a sword. It's not something you can beat back with willpower or training. It isn't a wound that can be treated by a healer. It is something that one has to face in their own ways. All I can do now is be a friend and hold the hands of my friends who grieve for those that they lost. I pray to the spirits that their souls find peace.
There will be more battles. Even now we are preparing for more fighting. Even now there is determination in those I fought along side, and for those that scouted and helped us have the advantage (forever grateful little sister to my brother and forever grateful to Gabriel) but I see that determination. I see the need to make sure those who fell did not fall in vain. We will do all we can to avenge them. Every battle comes with a price. No matter how great or small that battle is. I wish sometimes if I could pay that price for those I love, for those I respect and for those I call a friend so that they wouldn't have to hurt so badly.
So from a soldier on in the field to those who led us into battle, those who picked the site to our advantage. I am forever grateful that you did all you could to keep our numbers down. I am grateful that more of us came home than I expected. I wish I could take your pain for you in repayment. All I can do is continue to offer you my sword and friendship and pray that it is enough.
Written By Iona
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:38 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Zhayla
It needs no mention that I have seen Miss Zhayla in Sammie's presence more than once, albeit always from a distance. As such I gladly took the opportunity to engage her for a little talk. For one, it turns out she has an eye for colour, but surprisingly enough she's employed as a guard. (Okay, so the sword ought to have given it away, but these are trying times and sharp metal makes a person feel safer. Right!?)
Knowing Sammie's eye for talent, I suspect this young miss has a couple more cards up her sleeves; she surely left in such a speedy rush that it left me speechless by the suddenness of it.
One thing is for sure: Arx is not that big of a city. We'll meet again.
Written By Darren
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
But sometimes, they have unexpected results. I am particularly thankful for those sometimes. Especially when they provide even the smallest bit of hope for tomorrow.
Written By Tristram
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Written By Eleyna
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:33 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Acacia
I think the family and the Compact as a whole should be afraid if she and I figure out how to work together.
Written By Eleyna
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:30 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
He's also the only person in the family allowed to call me 'El'. None of the rest of you better get any ideas.
Written By Alis
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:17 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
Written By Cristoph
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:11 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Written By Cristoph
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:10 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Written By Cristoph
Feb. 19, 2017, 7:06 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
That sounds either egotistical or facile, but facing demon led shavs in unfamiliar territory? I thought we were going to get mauled and suffer more casualties than we dealt even if we did everything right. My pessimism was misplaced though, the enemy do not fight exceptionally well, our casualties almost absent, the foe slaughtered. But it turns out their numbers are horrendous, they must have mobilised every able bodied adult in the Grey Forest and formed them into an army intent upon murdering us.
I doubt they have the supplies for a siege of the capital and I also doubt they have the numbers to take Arx by storm, but they could ruin the lands of house Greyson for a generation or sack everything short of and perhaps including ducal castles.
Written By Darren
Feb. 19, 2017, 6:52 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
I think those were the first words I uttered to you, so many years ago. Of course, it may have also been: "Hi, I'm Darren. Who are you?" Either way, we were ten years old, and Stonedeep was our playground. We spent so much time amongst the mountains trying to learn its secrets, that we might have turned into mountain men ourselves had we been allowed to. Of course, that was never in the cards for us.
The future dealt us a hand that neither of us expected. Particularly not you; you were not meant to lose so many so early on. But we both took to our duty the best way we knew how - with fierce passion and dedication, to the North and to our people. When we met again in Arx, it was with both our lives changed. We were different people. We had taken different paths, though I still think they would have led us to the same destination.
I will remember the last thing I said to you. How you wanted to catch up, and how I didn't have the time. I should've made it. I thought we'd have more.
Goodbye, my friend. I hope you are at peace.
Written By Ferrando
Feb. 19, 2017, 6:46 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Written By Julea
Feb. 19, 2017, 6:44 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
These Shavs that have been manipulated and controlled by our enemy to fight us. Or our own people from the boroughs, altered until they have become our enemy. To not bear arms and fight them, isn't an option for us anymore.
And yet afterwards, when it is over and we return to Arx, we have to somehow turn it off, and not jump to arms when you catch someone out of the corner of your eye. And not see enemies in the faces of those around you. To sleep soundly in an empty bed, and go about daily life like we didn't just kill a bunch of people who look just like us.
I still haven't the knack for it yet, but maybe I eventually will. I don't know if that is a good thing or not. It is easier fighting monsters.
Written By Ferrando
Feb. 19, 2017, 6:37 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
It will also likely not surprise any readers of this journal that I won the pie-eating contest.
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