Written By Curran
Dec. 16, 2016, 7:19 p.m.(5/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Jeremiah
Northie writer that says some confusing shit. Alright enough, though.
Written By Curran
Dec. 16, 2016, 7:14 p.m.(5/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Bethany
Coat-tail bitch.
Written By Curran
Dec. 16, 2016, 6:48 p.m.(5/26/1005 AR)
Met some noblewoman who kicked my ass. Her name was Serbin or Serafine, something like that, I had a headache when she told me. She offered some sword lessons in exchange for me teaching her how to use a knife. Too bad she didn't leave a way for me to contact her. Bet she spat on my hand just to spite, and laughed it off later.
Written By Bethany
Dec. 16, 2016, 5:50 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Garza
'Protection can pay well, even if it's just another set of eyes on the back of their heads.'
I will definitely not disagree with a mercenary on subjects I know nothing of.
I will definitely not disagree with a mercenary on subjects I know nothing of.
Written By Jaenelle
Dec. 16, 2016, 5:35 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Many people are speaking of Eos, what sort of man he was, what sort of man he was becoming. I find myself at a loss for words, as I have tried to do him justice with how in years to come people will remember him through my eyes as they read this. My memories with him are my own, those I will keep to myself and cherish whole heartedly in private and with others who knew him as I did. The gentle man who fought with his entirety. The leader, the soldier, the friend. I will miss you.
Written By Mirari
Dec. 16, 2016, 3:24 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassius
I meet Cassius around the same time as Benjamin and Aleksei. He seems somewhat sad. Or maybe just dour. I should seek him out and see if I can offer him any comfort.
Written By Mirari
Dec. 16, 2016, 3:16 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Juliet
Mirari brought Juliet silk samples to try out, and spent some time that evening with the Lady.
Written By Mirari
Dec. 16, 2016, 3:10 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Benjamin
Mirari met Benjamin at Saving Grace at the same time she met Aleksi and Cassius. They had a conversation on a variety of subjects, including teasing both Aleksei and Cassius both.
Written By Leta
Dec. 16, 2016, 3:07 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Lost a good six months of writing crossing a lake, so unless there's scholars that dig up frozen muck for knowledge, that's all gone. Here I'm wringing out my head to remember how it went. Not going to use as many words.
Boat journey to near Pride Hall. Nothing happened on the river. Met Jenna, a boatwoman, tall with handsoome hands. Waited for the caravan then set off. Had to chase off some bandits just a week in. Caravan owner was a bastard, everyone knew he was hauling more coin in there than he let on when the Captain took the contract. That's why we ran into so many bandits. Met Dorinda, brunette, sings pretty as a bird. Can't remember the name of her village. Promised her a pair of new slippers if I see her again.
Got back together with Cassiola. More bandits. Rooster caught a deer for supper and everyone was sick and puking for two whole days after eating it. Bought a pair of embroidered slippers from a peddler. Broke up with Cassiola after she threw the slippers in a stream. Asked the Captain to stop working with her but the Captain was an ass about it again.
We were attacked by bandits again on the way to Lenosia. That time there was a proper fight and we had two wounded. Took an arrow to the arm, but it got stuck in the mail. The Captain fell off his horse, broke his leg and his seat. He couldn't ride like that, so he decided to stay in Lenosia and we had to wait around. I liked Lenosia. I know I wrote more about it, but I can't remember what.
I was going to travel back with the caravan, but the merchant got it in his head I was being friendly with his wife. Captain gave me my pay and I got a job on a ship headed for Caith. I asked Cassiola to come but she stayed with the caravan. Sea made me puke as hard as that time with the deer. Didn't see a single pirate, giant fish or siren. Lost my writings traveling with a peddler from Caith to Arx.
I left out parts I can't remember and some other parts that aren't important now, even if anyone were to read this. Fresh wounds spill more ink or so they say.
Written By Mirari
Dec. 16, 2016, 3:06 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Felix
Mirari met Felix at the Traders Tavern, they discussed the subjects of homes the important things to be in those homes.
Written By Mirari
Dec. 16, 2016, 3:05 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
<Written in neat, precise script.>
05/25/1005AR - Trust?
He told me that he wants to earn my trust. I am not certain that he understands the responsibility that comes with having it. My Lady is the only one who has my trust in full.
It is no simple thing to give. She has shown herself worthy of it. Both in the gift it is, and in being responsibile with what she does with that trust.
05/25/1005AR - Trust?
He told me that he wants to earn my trust. I am not certain that he understands the responsibility that comes with having it. My Lady is the only one who has my trust in full.
It is no simple thing to give. She has shown herself worthy of it. Both in the gift it is, and in being responsibile with what she does with that trust.
Written By Pietro
Dec. 16, 2016, 1:44 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
The way loss impacts different people is a strange, clarifying thing.
To face the death of a loved one and still to stand ready to offer compassion, kindness and wisdom to others who are raw and grieving takes a rare man.
I'm being deliberately obscure to protect the guilty, but ... I won't forget.
To face the death of a loved one and still to stand ready to offer compassion, kindness and wisdom to others who are raw and grieving takes a rare man.
I'm being deliberately obscure to protect the guilty, but ... I won't forget.
Written By Saedrus
Dec. 16, 2016, 1:30 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Larissa
Dearest and Most Beloved, my Sun
Written By Agnarr
Dec. 16, 2016, 1:09 p.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Got a new hat. Had a few new pieces commissioned. Interesting night.
Written By Eirene
Dec. 16, 2016, 11:48 a.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Where do I start...
Do I talk about the long nights on campaign during the war when he and I joked around a campfire to stave off the long dark night?
Do I talk about the fact we were never lovers because we know how badly -that- would end? Despite endless jokes and threats to the contrary?
Do I talk about the time he was rushed to my table, broken and bleeding and holding back his blood and rage?
Do I talk about the grief he held deep inside over his wife? Grief only those of us who have lost a loved one know?
Do I talk about the fact we --never-- fucking connected after I came to Arx? Never once sat down and caught up properly, like friends do. His duties - first as lord and then as baron. His fucking duties.
I can't be angry about that; that was who he was. His mission, his obligation that always came first. I can be angry that the same fuckers who took his father from us came for the son. Took out a valuable ally and resource and a friend.
I know we're at war. I've been saying that for a while now. I just didn't think a friend would be one of the first major casualties.
There will be blood. I will spill it myself. I will do whatever is in my power to revenge my friend...
Fuck. I need a drink.
Do I talk about the long nights on campaign during the war when he and I joked around a campfire to stave off the long dark night?
Do I talk about the fact we were never lovers because we know how badly -that- would end? Despite endless jokes and threats to the contrary?
Do I talk about the time he was rushed to my table, broken and bleeding and holding back his blood and rage?
Do I talk about the grief he held deep inside over his wife? Grief only those of us who have lost a loved one know?
Do I talk about the fact we --never-- fucking connected after I came to Arx? Never once sat down and caught up properly, like friends do. His duties - first as lord and then as baron. His fucking duties.
I can't be angry about that; that was who he was. His mission, his obligation that always came first. I can be angry that the same fuckers who took his father from us came for the son. Took out a valuable ally and resource and a friend.
I know we're at war. I've been saying that for a while now. I just didn't think a friend would be one of the first major casualties.
There will be blood. I will spill it myself. I will do whatever is in my power to revenge my friend...
Fuck. I need a drink.
Written By Ida
Dec. 16, 2016, 11:10 a.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
I have met some amazing and wonderful people since coming to Arx a couple of years ago. Stunning people who can change the course of my mood or day just by passing my threshold. People who share themselves and amazing tales of their lives with me, whether while ordering a weapon or just chatting over tea or whiskey.
I value these people and realize now - a little too late, perhaps - that I am too often remiss in making note in these journals just how much I've enjoyed a meeting or discussion or a blossoming friendship.
Time fades those feelings and I really should try to capture them while they are fresher.
I value these people and realize now - a little too late, perhaps - that I am too often remiss in making note in these journals just how much I've enjoyed a meeting or discussion or a blossoming friendship.
Time fades those feelings and I really should try to capture them while they are fresher.
Written By Sylvie
Dec. 16, 2016, 10:53 a.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Eos
A steady man; a man that could be trusted. By all accounts and with every interaction and conversation I myself had with the Baron Saik-- The Compact is less for his loss. He will be missed.
I am only sorry that you could not find the answers, Eos. That you could not experience more, to live again out of the shadows. But you are with her now.
I am only sorry that you could not find the answers, Eos. That you could not experience more, to live again out of the shadows. But you are with her now.
Written By Dawn
Dec. 16, 2016, 10:42 a.m.(5/25/1005 AR)
I remember when Baron Saik arrived in the city. He was still Lord Eos then; the Saiks had not yet suffered the loss of their patriarch. He came to me and he asked me, how could he help?
He asked for nothing in return. No favours, no privileges. He wanted only to help however he could and no matter if the assistance I required did not well suit him. No matter the challenges, he always brought me hope.
That was the man he was. He was a knight, first and foremost, cast from the stuff of legends. Of heroes. He was a man, with his own fears and uncertainties, but he strode through them to do what was needed. What was right. He was Lord, and Baron, and a friend to me.
I grieve for the Saiks. I grieve for Vomas, his son, who has so much of his father in him. I grieve for Lady Kima, his sister, who anyone could see at a glance loved him dearly. I grieve for Legate Orazio, who answered the call of duty but kept his family in his heart. I grieve for my friend, who died to protect what he held most dear and whose loss leaves a hole in our lives that few, if any, could ever fill.
I will pray you have found Elysia, Eos. I will pray you have found peace.
He asked for nothing in return. No favours, no privileges. He wanted only to help however he could and no matter if the assistance I required did not well suit him. No matter the challenges, he always brought me hope.
That was the man he was. He was a knight, first and foremost, cast from the stuff of legends. Of heroes. He was a man, with his own fears and uncertainties, but he strode through them to do what was needed. What was right. He was Lord, and Baron, and a friend to me.
I grieve for the Saiks. I grieve for Vomas, his son, who has so much of his father in him. I grieve for Lady Kima, his sister, who anyone could see at a glance loved him dearly. I grieve for Legate Orazio, who answered the call of duty but kept his family in his heart. I grieve for my friend, who died to protect what he held most dear and whose loss leaves a hole in our lives that few, if any, could ever fill.
I will pray you have found Elysia, Eos. I will pray you have found peace.
Written By Ida
Dec. 16, 2016, 10:07 a.m.(5/24/1005 AR)
I find my heart broken for the loss of Baron Eos Saik and those who surely feel his absence with heavier hearts than mine. I'd like to think he admired my work, which of course made me like him even more. I was thrilled that we were both part of Lady Regent Dawn's new councils as well, as it would let our paths cross more often. Speaking with him was always a joy for me.
More than that, though, he was kind enough to suggest respites away from our respective duties to just catch up and speak - simply for the sake of conversation. While we only managed these breaks a few times, I came to genuinely admire him and consider him a friend - one I would never hesitate to trust. I will sorely miss his wise words, his generous advise, and his kind spirit.
I will see you again in Elysia, dear Baron.
More than that, though, he was kind enough to suggest respites away from our respective duties to just catch up and speak - simply for the sake of conversation. While we only managed these breaks a few times, I came to genuinely admire him and consider him a friend - one I would never hesitate to trust. I will sorely miss his wise words, his generous advise, and his kind spirit.
I will see you again in Elysia, dear Baron.
Written By Aislin
Dec. 16, 2016, 9:06 a.m.(5/24/1005 AR)
I didn't really know Baron Eos Saik particularly well; we sparred a bit not long after I returned to the city, and I met him—and his lion—in the stacks of the Archive a few times. I had looked forward to someday knowing him better.
He seemed a good man, a kindred spirit when it came to a hunger to know the shape of our world.
I hope that didn't contribute to his death.
He seemed a good man, a kindred spirit when it came to a hunger to know the shape of our world.
I hope that didn't contribute to his death.
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