Written By Leta
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:28 p.m.(7/23/1005 AR)
Here I am with nothing to do but write and think about things, so I'll write down my thoughts. I tried my hand at poetry but that didn't go too well and I'm not putting any poetry here on account of last time.
If you ask me, I'd rather be fighting a proper battle, mess and all, over the things they have in the woods. I don't mean Shavs, though I don't care to fight them either, but these other white things will give you the chills to look at. They're tall, but strong arms and good steel will cut through them same as any. But seeing as they're unnatural, you get a scratch from one and they lock you up in the House of Solace. There's worse places to be locked in. The Mercies are kind and they do fine work.
I think there are other people better at telling the story of what happened, so I'll leave that up to them. I expect I'll be getting well paid for it, one way or another, and there's worse jobs.
But it makes a woman think about what other kinds of unnatural things there are out there. They say a wizard can cast a spell on you from afar if you look in a mirror or they got a lock of your hair, and they can turn into all kinds of critters or become transparent like air, in the stories, not that I believe that. Stories get taller in the telling, as they say. But if there are such wizards, that would make them hard to kill unless you catch them sleeping. Myself, I've turned down work that called for butchering folk in their beds because that's murder and not soldiering, but I think I might do just that for a wizard or a witch.
That's all the thoughts I have for now. I'm feeling fine and I think they'll let me go soon enough as I have no signs of fever or turning into something unnatural.
Written By Anze
Jan. 3, 2017, 1:05 p.m.(7/23/1005 AR)
Know what really helps work on your footwork? Not wearing armor while sparring. Focusing totally on avoiding hits and not having armor there to catch your mistakes is a good way to learn.
Know what sucks? Getting hit without armor on. Spirits I guess we wear that shit for a reason.
Know what sucks? Getting hit without armor on. Spirits I guess we wear that shit for a reason.
Written By Sigurd
Jan. 3, 2017, 12:32 p.m.(7/23/1005 AR)
Well, that was a viciously exhausting day. Two rounds, and I am left beaten and bruised, with my stamina at its end.
As I lay in my suite trying to recover with the aid of a kind soul, I received a missive. It read simply
"If it makes you feel better, you lasted much, much, much longer than Anze."
I am uncertain how to feel about this, but I think the questions can wait until I can move properly again.
As I lay in my suite trying to recover with the aid of a kind soul, I received a missive. It read simply
"If it makes you feel better, you lasted much, much, much longer than Anze."
I am uncertain how to feel about this, but I think the questions can wait until I can move properly again.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 3, 2017, 12:28 p.m.(7/23/1005 AR)
My ribs.
Oh, well, all is worth it to make certain that Alejandra didn't get crushed. Better my ribs than hers.
Oh, well, all is worth it to make certain that Alejandra didn't get crushed. Better my ribs than hers.
Written By Eirene
Jan. 3, 2017, 11:10 a.m.(7/23/1005 AR)
Sometimes I think I need to be more social. Othertimes I want to say screw it and stick to the few men (and occasional women) I spend most of my time with.
Sometimes I just want to crawl back into bed with a bottle and say fuck it to everything, but I have enemies to kill and friends to avenge and the whole damn world to protect.
Sometimes I just want to crawl back into bed with a bottle and say fuck it to everything, but I have enemies to kill and friends to avenge and the whole damn world to protect.
Written By Alarie
Jan. 3, 2017, 10:59 a.m.(7/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Jareth
Jareth is a smooth, sweet talking actor from the theatre. He is quite seductive and rather charming! I met him just standing outside of the theatre and the two of us just struck up conversation.
Written By Bethany
Jan. 3, 2017, 10:42 a.m.(7/22/1005 AR)
Unknown and Unremembered
We guard against darkness
(I wonder, still, about the unsigned letters.)
We guard against darkness
(I wonder, still, about the unsigned letters.)
Written By Denica
Jan. 3, 2017, 3:09 a.m.(7/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Max
((The fine vellum has written upon it some looping script, rather more sloppy than other entries.))
Lest I never write another page in this volume, I must resist the hesitation to add the most trite or insignificant events. Therefore, a recording of a visit to the Ebb commences hereto forth:
I gave my guards the slip, no easy feat, and I must take a moment to bask in that achievement, brief though it was. I was so very grateful to have left the crusty castle of my youth, only to fall into the cloying care of six guards, whom I assume my lord grandfather has set upon me for reasons doublefold: to keep me from trouble, and trouble from me.
'Tis a shame I'm so wed to it.
Aye, I gave them the slip and found myself at the Ebb, whereupon I took drink with the Count Maximillian and a Miss Alarie under the premise of being a commoner. 'Tis nice, sometimes, to hear what frank words spill out from others when you are not so shielded from it by nature of your blood. Even still, my heckles raise at foul language, and I felt blood come to my cheeks at some minor insult I came to bear. I imagine the cheap drink had something to do with it. A fun time it was all the same, to feel a whiff of autonomy, even at the cost of the silliness I promised myself to swallow. 'Tis such a very big thing to swallow! I might choke upon it!
Yours Most Devilishly,
Princess Denica
Written By Lianne
Jan. 3, 2017, 3:06 a.m.(7/22/1005 AR)
The news seems always to go from grim to grimmer. There is always more darkness lurking around the corner, more trouble looming on the horizon. There is no end to the work which must be done and not nearly enough time to do it.
Still, I find myself in high spirits, my heart light, my smile easy. These are small blessings, those few happy things which fill my head, but I am grateful for each and every one.
For the smoke on the water.
For the fur on my dress.
For the promise of something new.
For the stargazing and chocolate.
For the strength and grace.
For the advice which set me straight.
It will get harder from here. These precious things will help.
Still, I find myself in high spirits, my heart light, my smile easy. These are small blessings, those few happy things which fill my head, but I am grateful for each and every one.
For the smoke on the water.
For the fur on my dress.
For the promise of something new.
For the stargazing and chocolate.
For the strength and grace.
For the advice which set me straight.
It will get harder from here. These precious things will help.
Written By Calypso
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:32 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Mason
Never have I been more captivated by a story teller than I am when I listen to you speak. I know you understand this great burden better than most and I assure you that I will do what I can to shoulder the load. Things are grim and dark. Everyone knows this. But there are lights still in the friendships we forge and in the company we choose to keep close.
You are a warrior far beyond the skill you posses with a blade. And I am honored to fight by your side.
You are a warrior far beyond the skill you posses with a blade. And I am honored to fight by your side.
Written By Mason
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:20 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Calypso
I'm sorry, my friend. These were not things I wished to tell you, but they were things you deserved to hear.
And now you know. I hope in time, that you will forgive me for telling them to you. And that you will eventually understand why I said what I did.
It is a burden, but it is a burden I believed you are more than capable of carrying. That is how deep my respect goes for your talents.
We will need leaders in the coming days, in the future. And a General cannot lead without the weapon of knowledge at her fingers.
That all said, forgive me what I have placed upon you.
And now you know. I hope in time, that you will forgive me for telling them to you. And that you will eventually understand why I said what I did.
It is a burden, but it is a burden I believed you are more than capable of carrying. That is how deep my respect goes for your talents.
We will need leaders in the coming days, in the future. And a General cannot lead without the weapon of knowledge at her fingers.
That all said, forgive me what I have placed upon you.
Written By Gian
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:14 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
I have met a new enemy, and it can be slain with courage and steel.
I know not whether we will prevail, but now I know we can fight. And we shall fight.
For tonight, we won. All too small a victory, but for five souls on this one night, it is a start.
I know not whether we will prevail, but now I know we can fight. And we shall fight.
For tonight, we won. All too small a victory, but for five souls on this one night, it is a start.
Written By Serafine
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:03 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
The scouting party was successful, in that no one died and we learned more about the enemy.
I am tired, heading to the House of Solace with Leta to get us both patched up.
The Bringer was bigger than the last two I tussled with. And he had clothes. And seven undead Shavs at his beck and call.
Also apparently, the watchers of the woods don't like scarred ladies in their trees. What's up with that?
I am tired, heading to the House of Solace with Leta to get us both patched up.
The Bringer was bigger than the last two I tussled with. And he had clothes. And seven undead Shavs at his beck and call.
Also apparently, the watchers of the woods don't like scarred ladies in their trees. What's up with that?
Written By Calypso
Jan. 3, 2017, 12:10 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Waldemai
I had an opportunity to meet with Waldemai this evening. He seems a strong sort, capable and polite. I summoned him to Arx to help streamline the input of fine Southport steel-work at the heart of the Compact. I imagine we'll be needing it sooner rather than later. No time like the present.
He looks like he could kick back nearly an entire bottle of whiskey by himself as well. I think I'll have to put this theory to the test soon enough.
He looks like he could kick back nearly an entire bottle of whiskey by himself as well. I think I'll have to put this theory to the test soon enough.
Written By Waldemai
Jan. 3, 2017, midnight(7/21/1005 AR)
Met Lady Calypso Malvici today. She's the one who brought me up from Southport in the first place. She offered me her patronage and I accepted it with gratitude. Times have been tight since my old patron, Lord Jannon, died, so everything here feels like a fresh start now.
Written By Sigurd
Jan. 2, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
I have heard that Mydas has recently settled all of our debts and troubles back home (at least on the financial side of things) and is making ready to return. I may already have my scouts and patrols out looking for trouble, but I still will not rest easy until my brother is safely back at my side where I can keep watch over him. Family is everything, especially in these dark times.
Written By Nekarris
Jan. 2, 2017, 9:46 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
((SCHOLARS NOTE- WILL OF THE DECEASED STIPULATED RELEASE OF HER BLACK REFLECTIONS))
If you fuckers aren't intending to actually PAY this teind then I will do what I can to make YOU pay. Believe it!
If you fuckers aren't intending to actually PAY this teind then I will do what I can to make YOU pay. Believe it!
Written By Mydas
Jan. 2, 2017, 9:41 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
All the debtors have been accounted for. Any remaining debt has been settled. I now have fulfilled my duties, and can now begin preprations for my return. In a little less than two weeks' time, I will have returned to the capital. Until then, I'll keep busy and ensure all is settled in Stonedeep. I don't want to leave the capital for such lengths of time again, not with the troubles brewing in Arx.
Written By Angelo
Jan. 2, 2017, 9:04 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
With great pleasure I wish to herald that today I have arrived to Arx, eight days and seven nights on the road. Duke Leo had called for me, and of course I had to attend the calling of my liege as soon as I could, and he has introduced me as one of the voices of the Compact.
Written By Abbas
Jan. 2, 2017, 9 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Zaina
She has been with my sister since as long as I can remember. Never was there a more loyal servant.
I have not seen much of my sister in many years. Nor her handmaiden.
Seeing her stirs memories of my parents. There have been times when I have had to prove my loyalty with great ferocity. And I've ever been Thraxian before all. Loyal to Hisself.
I feel myself being drawn to Eurus. My last journey was cut short. But it seems there is more -- as always.
I have always been one to be drawn to the tides of emotions. They are best bottled and reserved to be let out with rage upon the vulnerable nape of one's enemies; usually with an axe.
It is good to have Zaina back.
I have not seen much of my sister in many years. Nor her handmaiden.
Seeing her stirs memories of my parents. There have been times when I have had to prove my loyalty with great ferocity. And I've ever been Thraxian before all. Loyal to Hisself.
I feel myself being drawn to Eurus. My last journey was cut short. But it seems there is more -- as always.
I have always been one to be drawn to the tides of emotions. They are best bottled and reserved to be let out with rage upon the vulnerable nape of one's enemies; usually with an axe.
It is good to have Zaina back.
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