Written By Valkieri
Dec. 25, 2016, 2:30 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
A mirrorborn killed my father. He sliced his hands and spilled his guts. He was dead. No, he was dying. Blood was everywhere. The bed was soaked in it. My father could not breathe, he could not speak.
A mirrorborn killed my father. I only took my knife across his neck to ease his passing. I only spilled the last of his blood to be sure.
I did it for my house. I did it for my people. I did it for the future of Gemecitta.
I did it for myself. I did it for myself. I did it for myself.
*released black journal as stipulated by the will of the deceased*
A mirrorborn killed my father. I only took my knife across his neck to ease his passing. I only spilled the last of his blood to be sure.
I did it for my house. I did it for my people. I did it for the future of Gemecitta.
I did it for myself. I did it for myself. I did it for myself.
*released black journal as stipulated by the will of the deceased*
Written By Anze
Dec. 25, 2016, 2:28 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Calypso
I get it, I really do. But spirits it's still disappointing to hear.
Get Kima to start training you soon, I'm already starting to miss the fact that I wont get to spar with you any longer.
Get Kima to start training you soon, I'm already starting to miss the fact that I wont get to spar with you any longer.
Written By Darren
Dec. 25, 2016, 2:24 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Calypso
I really should've made a better effort to meet with the Lady General far earlier than I managed. She is a brilliant woman with a good, reasonable head upon her shoulders. Hearty sort, too, that I think would do well in the North in the dead of winter if she ever had a reason to go up there.
I'm glad to know her.
I'm glad to know her.
Written By Max
Dec. 25, 2016, 2:24 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
I'm not one for avoiding duels.
But now's not the time to kill someone for a misunderstanding.
One must be a sail, flexible to the wind.
But now's not the time to kill someone for a misunderstanding.
One must be a sail, flexible to the wind.
Written By Anze
Dec. 25, 2016, 2:18 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
I'm a confident person. Even before battle I lack nerves. I see a road ahead of me and I walk it.
That being said, I have to admit I was pretty fucking nervous.
I should have put warpaint on myself beforehand, just to make me more confident. I'm glad everything went so well.
That being said, I have to admit I was pretty fucking nervous.
I should have put warpaint on myself beforehand, just to make me more confident. I'm glad everything went so well.
Written By Cassius
Dec. 25, 2016, 2:14 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
I am leaving for the north, seeking answers. Should be back in a few days.
Gild watch over me.
Gild watch over me.
Written By Mydas
Dec. 25, 2016, 1:04 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
To be away from the capital is a test of one's discipline. Part of it is the delightful company found there, which there are in exceptional quality and numbers. Strange how one gets used to the numbers encountered in the capital, which makes the region seem empty in comparison. Another part is one's place. After arriving the first time, establishing oneself, to be sent away so soon makes one feel as if it was all worthless. I do not fear being forgotten, of course, but events seem to move so quickly that the capital I grew used to might very well be completely changed by the time I return. I dare hope not, however. There are many I would see as I left them, healthy and happy.
Written By Marcas
Dec. 25, 2016, 12:45 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
Guard duties about our grounds and the Halfshav manor have been quiet, of late. A good thing. There has been one fellow I've seen in passing several times who loiters about. He doesn't seem the nefarious sort, but I would like to speak with him, next I see him. Perhaps he has an interest in work with the Redrains.
Written By Cybele
Dec. 25, 2016, 12:24 a.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
Arx is a city of secrets. Some of them are kept on purpose. Some of them are kept for good reason.
Most of them just require finding the right person to ask.
Most of them just require finding the right person to ask.
Written By Mason
Dec. 24, 2016, 11:54 p.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
I have sent a letter to the Minister of Defense, detailing to him what I wrote to Aislin. He seemed to be...moved what I had written.
Then I met Calypso and Eirene in the stacks at the Archives, discussing more matters with them. Nothing seems to get much better, and I feel at times I'm treading water. An irony, coming from a man who was born in a desert.
It would be nice, I should say, if for once, that whenever someone came to spoke of me, they asked about the weather. Or perhaps wanted to play cards. Feels like it's 'demons this' and 'beast in the woods' that. Not that these are not important topics, but I wonder if this is how it is going to be for the foreseable future. I'd rather hope not, but, this appears to be a task that I am expertly suited for.
What a job. Perhaps next time I see Aislin, I will ask her about her griffon. That would brighten my day, I think.
Then I met Calypso and Eirene in the stacks at the Archives, discussing more matters with them. Nothing seems to get much better, and I feel at times I'm treading water. An irony, coming from a man who was born in a desert.
It would be nice, I should say, if for once, that whenever someone came to spoke of me, they asked about the weather. Or perhaps wanted to play cards. Feels like it's 'demons this' and 'beast in the woods' that. Not that these are not important topics, but I wonder if this is how it is going to be for the foreseable future. I'd rather hope not, but, this appears to be a task that I am expertly suited for.
What a job. Perhaps next time I see Aislin, I will ask her about her griffon. That would brighten my day, I think.
Written By Valkieri
Dec. 24, 2016, 11:43 p.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
(A copy of the recent Gemecittan proclamation has been left in Valkieri's journal.)
Five hundred years ago, Duchess Vedette Zaffria and Duke Raphael Rubino tore down a wall and united a city. Where once stood Quartz Hill and Crowned Hill, two castles vying for the same land, competing for the same resources, there became one: Gemecitta. It was their unity that ensured the city's survival as others throughout the Lyceum fell to the sylv'alfar.
But the houses were never truly united. For the last thousand years, Houses Zaffria and Rubino have lived in an uneasy state of cooperation, never truly trusting the other. Unlike every other noble house in the Compact, our dukes and duchesses have kept to Gemecitta and sent their heirs to represent them in Arx, afraid of betrayal for any step they might take out of their home.
This ends today. A year ago, Zaccheri Rubino, the husband of Lady Sylvie Zaffria and the heir of House Rubino, was murdered. A week ago, after murdering several innocents of Gemecitta, the same assassin ended the life of Duke Giovanni Rubino. But today, the efforts of both houses have brought this murderer to justice. Today, two scions of Gemecitta have been avenged. We have faced darkness and razed it with fire and light.
We, Duke Valkieri Rubino and Duchess Sylvie Zaffria, today declare our refusal to live in a state of fear and distrust any further. We return to Arx as new-forged leaders of our houses and the proud citizens of Gemecitta, dedicated to unity -- true unity -- in this time of tragedy and need. Our family, our citizens, our city, and the Compact deserve no less from us than our fearless defense. The Compact needs the full and selfless leadership of its rulers now more than ever. We shall not fail or falter.
In Strength,
Lord Valkieri Rubino Lady Sylvie Zaffria
Duke of Gemecitta Duchess of Gemecitta
Five hundred years ago, Duchess Vedette Zaffria and Duke Raphael Rubino tore down a wall and united a city. Where once stood Quartz Hill and Crowned Hill, two castles vying for the same land, competing for the same resources, there became one: Gemecitta. It was their unity that ensured the city's survival as others throughout the Lyceum fell to the sylv'alfar.
But the houses were never truly united. For the last thousand years, Houses Zaffria and Rubino have lived in an uneasy state of cooperation, never truly trusting the other. Unlike every other noble house in the Compact, our dukes and duchesses have kept to Gemecitta and sent their heirs to represent them in Arx, afraid of betrayal for any step they might take out of their home.
This ends today. A year ago, Zaccheri Rubino, the husband of Lady Sylvie Zaffria and the heir of House Rubino, was murdered. A week ago, after murdering several innocents of Gemecitta, the same assassin ended the life of Duke Giovanni Rubino. But today, the efforts of both houses have brought this murderer to justice. Today, two scions of Gemecitta have been avenged. We have faced darkness and razed it with fire and light.
We, Duke Valkieri Rubino and Duchess Sylvie Zaffria, today declare our refusal to live in a state of fear and distrust any further. We return to Arx as new-forged leaders of our houses and the proud citizens of Gemecitta, dedicated to unity -- true unity -- in this time of tragedy and need. Our family, our citizens, our city, and the Compact deserve no less from us than our fearless defense. The Compact needs the full and selfless leadership of its rulers now more than ever. We shall not fail or falter.
In Strength,
Lord Valkieri Rubino Lady Sylvie Zaffria
Duke of Gemecitta Duchess of Gemecitta
Written By Percephon
Dec. 24, 2016, 9:47 p.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lianne
A fervent student to be certain. We met in the wee hours of the morning and shared our love of mythology. She can certainly be distracting, however. Still, our shared enjoyment of knowledge will have our paths meet again and soon, I am certain.
Written By Percephon
Dec. 24, 2016, 8:07 p.m.(6/22/1005 AR)
It's good to finally be out of the ill spell of poor health and family matters. It's allowed me opportunities the past few days to get out and about into the Academy and start understanding the large wealth of knowledge the capital has. Truly, the place is blessed with wise men and women over the years who have amassed a fine collection.
Very early morning meanderings have already had one happenstance run in turn fruitful... I'll have to spend more time within the hallowed halls to meet more of my fellow Scholars. At some point, I'll need to attend to the social etiquette of family visits to those who are within the Capital as well, I suppose.
Very early morning meanderings have already had one happenstance run in turn fruitful... I'll have to spend more time within the hallowed halls to meet more of my fellow Scholars. At some point, I'll need to attend to the social etiquette of family visits to those who are within the Capital as well, I suppose.
Written By Niccolo
Dec. 24, 2016, 5:36 p.m.(6/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Alis
The young Voice of Valardin impressed me with her heart and dedication to her family. She might be young, but experience comes with age. What she has is a keen mind, and a devotion to her House that I feel make her the perfect blade for Prince Edain to have at his side.
Written By Cai
Dec. 24, 2016, 4:59 p.m.(6/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Alis
06/21/1005
The boss's boss's boss. Think I have that right. But not actually boss. Noble ranks are strange, I don't understand it.
Certainly knows how to take a joke a run with it.
Is being afraid of nudity a thing with their house. Or does this apply to Arx everywhere. I don't think I'll ever actually understand it.
Maybe I'm not supposed to.
The boss's boss's boss. Think I have that right. But not actually boss. Noble ranks are strange, I don't understand it.
Certainly knows how to take a joke a run with it.
Is being afraid of nudity a thing with their house. Or does this apply to Arx everywhere. I don't think I'll ever actually understand it.
Maybe I'm not supposed to.
Written By Aislin
Dec. 24, 2016, 4:27 p.m.(6/21/1005 AR)
Well.
This has been an interesting little while.
There were the reports from the Society expedition on the Beast of Sanctum, which were more than a little disturbing. I have enough on my plate, however, so I'll be delegating all of that to the Seekers to deal with; I did suggest Mason should speak to Vincere, as both a fellow Seeker /and/ the Minister of Defense.
But those reports were almost the least of it; it seems like many people have had... unusual experiences in the past few weeks, and felt a need to share or seek out guidance recently. My messengers have been quite the strange collection lately; I don't think I've seen so many exclamation marks on anything since I was scribbling down my own childhood stories about my future adventures.
I definitely need to see about calling together some of the Seekers to see if I can't task some of them to speak to people and look into various things more deeply. Because some of the things coming to light lately seem almost as wild as those adventures I used to make up for myself, if rather more dire.
(What? Oh, fine. This is why I usually write my own white journals, you know, rather than dictating them here.)
Since you ask, childhood story future-me did live a fairly interesting life. She had a griffin, for one thing; his name was Cloudstriker. They were inseparable and flew all around the world, even to Cardia (which I had decided was full of dragons). Story-Aislin also met a handsome Cardian prince who might or might not have also been a dragon -- I don't think I ever made up my mind on that point -- who became her plucky sidekick and companion.
With benefit of hindsight I have to admit those imaginary childhood adventures involved a lot less foraging for food and running from shavs than my real ones have. Though the direwolf quotient has actually proven surprisingly accurate.
This has been an interesting little while.
There were the reports from the Society expedition on the Beast of Sanctum, which were more than a little disturbing. I have enough on my plate, however, so I'll be delegating all of that to the Seekers to deal with; I did suggest Mason should speak to Vincere, as both a fellow Seeker /and/ the Minister of Defense.
But those reports were almost the least of it; it seems like many people have had... unusual experiences in the past few weeks, and felt a need to share or seek out guidance recently. My messengers have been quite the strange collection lately; I don't think I've seen so many exclamation marks on anything since I was scribbling down my own childhood stories about my future adventures.
I definitely need to see about calling together some of the Seekers to see if I can't task some of them to speak to people and look into various things more deeply. Because some of the things coming to light lately seem almost as wild as those adventures I used to make up for myself, if rather more dire.
(What? Oh, fine. This is why I usually write my own white journals, you know, rather than dictating them here.)
Since you ask, childhood story future-me did live a fairly interesting life. She had a griffin, for one thing; his name was Cloudstriker. They were inseparable and flew all around the world, even to Cardia (which I had decided was full of dragons). Story-Aislin also met a handsome Cardian prince who might or might not have also been a dragon -- I don't think I ever made up my mind on that point -- who became her plucky sidekick and companion.
With benefit of hindsight I have to admit those imaginary childhood adventures involved a lot less foraging for food and running from shavs than my real ones have. Though the direwolf quotient has actually proven surprisingly accurate.
Written By Khanne
Dec. 24, 2016, 4:12 p.m.(6/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Marcas
He is a fine Warrior for my house, and one dedicated to keeping us all safe. He has offered me armed escort whenever I am in need, but too, seems to be becoming a valued friend as well.
Written By Cai
Dec. 24, 2016, 4:03 p.m.(6/21/1005 AR)
06/21/1005
Beware the deadly and elusive Beaver-snap. Make sure not to anger one, it'll be the end of you.
Beware the deadly and elusive Beaver-snap. Make sure not to anger one, it'll be the end of you.
Written By Bethany
Dec. 24, 2016, 2:33 p.m.(6/21/1005 AR)
(From the desk of B. Mercier, Steward:)
My latest attempts at blending teas and wines have dramatically improved.
Modesty would dictate that I not compare my most recent creation to my elder brother's.
However, my confidence demands otherwise.
My latest attempts at blending teas and wines have dramatically improved.
Modesty would dictate that I not compare my most recent creation to my elder brother's.
However, my confidence demands otherwise.
Written By Sinhoc
Dec. 24, 2016, 2:02 p.m.(6/21/1005 AR)
I took a soothing walk through the woods a while ago. Truly, walking without borders is a most calming pasttime. To know there is only sea blocking you from walking the length of the world is a peace the safe walls of the Compact cannot oblige. But, the walls are called safe for a reason. The dangers outside those gates are almost infinite, the amount being due not to the types of dangers, but the different ways they can catch you off-guard. I may be desensitized to the true protection of the walls, but in the end, when the slavering teeth and gnarled claws of the Wild's darkness tear at your flesh, you'll wish you had stalwart slabs of stone to shield you from the hunt.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.