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.
Written By Tobias
Dec. 16, 2016, 4:51 a.m.(5/24/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Valencia
Southern born Northern beauty. I find myself actually interested in meeting her again, and she isn't even a woman of the Lyceum!
Written By Julea
Dec. 16, 2016, 4:30 a.m.(5/24/1005 AR)
I did not know him, so I do not have the same sense of sorrow that everyone else does. I don't feel any loss, or sadness. But it still breaks my heart to see people in pain. and little I can do to ease it. So many mourn him, and consider him worthy of their respect, this Eos must of been a great man.
The only thing I can truly and honestly mourn is that I never got the chance to meet him.
Julea
24th of May, 1005
The only thing I can truly and honestly mourn is that I never got the chance to meet him.
Julea
24th of May, 1005
Written By Nadia
Dec. 16, 2016, 4:01 a.m.(5/24/1005 AR)
Sometimes I wish I remained ignorant. It's easier that way, to be free and without care than to be chained by the burden of knowledge. To be shackled by duty, unable to act or change it - nor can I be a hypocrite and pretend I'd not known the truth.
Written By Damon
Dec. 16, 2016, 2:15 a.m.(5/24/1005 AR)
We only met a handful of times. Just a few real conversations.
Despite this I feel that we were on the cusp of a friendship. We were kindred spirits in a way.
I'm sorry to hear you've gone. It fills me with sorrow that I'll never get to know if we could have had that friendship.
But on the other hand, to hear how you left this world. Dying on the battlefield. There are few things more valorous. Few more honorable than giving your life for the people you swore to protect.
For that, you will forever have a place in my heart and in my memories. And my respect.
Rest well Baron Eos. You earned it.
Despite this I feel that we were on the cusp of a friendship. We were kindred spirits in a way.
I'm sorry to hear you've gone. It fills me with sorrow that I'll never get to know if we could have had that friendship.
But on the other hand, to hear how you left this world. Dying on the battlefield. There are few things more valorous. Few more honorable than giving your life for the people you swore to protect.
For that, you will forever have a place in my heart and in my memories. And my respect.
Rest well Baron Eos. You earned it.
Written By Calypso
Dec. 16, 2016, 1:54 a.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
I have written and scratched out and rewritten this entry a hundred times. There are no words to properly express the depths of my sorrow for the loss of Baron Eos Saik.
He was my close confidant and my fiercest ally. I could speak with him in terms and words that no one else seemed to understand. The languages of leadership, of war and of loyalty were the dialects we chose to communicate in.
Sure, we butt heads on occasion. But that was what I loved about him. He challenged me. He never took my words simply as they were but instead pushed me to do better and to be better.
None of these words come close to describing the loss I feel. There simply are none.
I'll miss you, my friend.
He was my close confidant and my fiercest ally. I could speak with him in terms and words that no one else seemed to understand. The languages of leadership, of war and of loyalty were the dialects we chose to communicate in.
Sure, we butt heads on occasion. But that was what I loved about him. He challenged me. He never took my words simply as they were but instead pushed me to do better and to be better.
None of these words come close to describing the loss I feel. There simply are none.
I'll miss you, my friend.
Written By Cara
Dec. 16, 2016, 1:12 a.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
There should be a word for a friend whom you've only just met, yet recognized at once as a kindred spirit. I had the distinct pleasure of meeting Baron Eos only very recently, and yet when I heard the news of his death, it was a powerful sorrow.
He was remarkably kind, and in a dark moment of my own grief, offered a hand in friendship and comfort.
Let that be remembered -- Baron Eos Saik was a kind man and a wise one, and the Compact is lessened by his loss.
He was remarkably kind, and in a dark moment of my own grief, offered a hand in friendship and comfort.
Let that be remembered -- Baron Eos Saik was a kind man and a wise one, and the Compact is lessened by his loss.
Written By Cassius
Dec. 16, 2016, 12:44 a.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
I did not know Eos as well as many others, but I did have the chance to meet him, and spend weeks with him in Stonedeep. He was a good man, overall.
Let us all pray he makes it to Elysia swiftly, and that we all might find such noble ends.
Let us all pray he makes it to Elysia swiftly, and that we all might find such noble ends.
Written By Orazio
Dec. 16, 2016, 12:39 a.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
Eos.
I am sorry.
Those words are inadequate. I blame myself, in so many ways. Not just for your death, but I wonder how things might have been different if I--
I wonder how things might have been different. I wish that I had been the man my brother was. I wish that I could have protected you. I wish that I knew what to do next.
May you dwell in the Shining Lands, where no pain or doubt may mar your brow, and may the gods walk close with you, forever.
I am sorry.
Those words are inadequate. I blame myself, in so many ways. Not just for your death, but I wonder how things might have been different if I--
I wonder how things might have been different. I wish that I had been the man my brother was. I wish that I could have protected you. I wish that I knew what to do next.
May you dwell in the Shining Lands, where no pain or doubt may mar your brow, and may the gods walk close with you, forever.
Written By Serafine
Dec. 16, 2016, 12:36 a.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
So.
If you are going to share a conversation I've had with you to others, be sure to include the beginning, middle, and, especially, the end.
Otherwise I get angry people pointed at me who know only part of a conversation and not all of it, and it not only angers me, it -infuriates me-.
If you are going to share a conversation I've had with you to others, be sure to include the beginning, middle, and, especially, the end.
Otherwise I get angry people pointed at me who know only part of a conversation and not all of it, and it not only angers me, it -infuriates me-.
Written By Calista
Dec. 16, 2016, 12:08 a.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
During troubled times we turn to things to bring us comfort. I sent Prince Dagon a bottle of our finest Rosè. Hopefully he will drink it first before using it for /other/ things. I like to think of myself as a good friend.
Written By Larissa
Dec. 16, 2016, 12:07 a.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
On Eos..
Do I write an effigy?
Do I put down with ink and words that I loved him?
I loved him as a woman loves a man, and nothing else.
Am I supposed to make promises of victory in his name? Revenge? Remembrance? Would he know? Would he care? Would he agree?
Did you know I waited?
I waited months for him to touch me. So haunted by pieces of his past he had to learn to scour the ghost of the dead from his heart so he could come to me free and unbridled.
He was worth waiting for.
I think I want to be angry, but I've forgotten how. For a moment I've been robbed of it and I'm grateful. I'll find myself at the end of the bottle when I get there and maybe then I'll know.
I lost ...
Do I write an effigy?
Do I put down with ink and words that I loved him?
I loved him as a woman loves a man, and nothing else.
Am I supposed to make promises of victory in his name? Revenge? Remembrance? Would he know? Would he care? Would he agree?
Did you know I waited?
I waited months for him to touch me. So haunted by pieces of his past he had to learn to scour the ghost of the dead from his heart so he could come to me free and unbridled.
He was worth waiting for.
I think I want to be angry, but I've forgotten how. For a moment I've been robbed of it and I'm grateful. I'll find myself at the end of the bottle when I get there and maybe then I'll know.
I lost ...
Written By Aksel
Dec. 15, 2016, 11:28 p.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
To anyone who cares, I think I look good in a dress.
This might end up being my formal wear.
This might end up being my formal wear.
Written By Morrighan
Dec. 15, 2016, 11:23 p.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
It isn't terribly often that I receive gifts from people - but when I do, they're treasured. These kinds of things are never expected, so on the rare occasion I'm given something, it's quite the surprise. Today I was gifted a single red rose - I've never been given flowers, before. It's incredibly fragrant and has such a lovely, vibrant color. I'll have to see about finding the best way to preserve it. Pressed, maybe?
Written By Silas
Dec. 15, 2016, 11:21 p.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
And thus, the life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.
Farewell, my friend, you will be missed. As knights, we acknowledge that we must be vigilant and ready for our end for it may come at any time. But don't be disappointed if I'm not eager to join you any time soon.
I will make sure, however, that you are properly avenged.
Farewell, my friend, you will be missed. As knights, we acknowledge that we must be vigilant and ready for our end for it may come at any time. But don't be disappointed if I'm not eager to join you any time soon.
I will make sure, however, that you are properly avenged.
Written By Selene
Dec. 15, 2016, 11:13 p.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
the many ways
the human heart
can bruise
so much like
in the shades
of over-ripening fruit
sometimes like
a war that I
will lose
the human heart
can bruise
so much like
in the shades
of over-ripening fruit
sometimes like
a war that I
will lose
Written By Bethany
Dec. 15, 2016, 11:08 p.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
( From the tea-strewn desk of B. Mercier, Steward: )
It has been a day.
First, the good. It was a successful tea-shop opening. Even if the fortune that I was given with my pastry was rather grim.
(Thank you, Lisette.)
Second, Archscholar validated me. That has set my mind at ease. I move onto the next individual in my learning quest, and I hope that it will serve as the first steps into my future initiation into the Scholars.
Third, it seems as though I have sourced a writer for the project that I agreed to organize, and they are - well, he is considering it. Master Branan is now easily considered a peer. I apologized, he accepted, and I do hope that he will be a valuable contact and ally in the future.
(Also: coin tricks.)
Last, the terrible. I did not personally know the Baron Saik - but, I can mourn the loss of life, of any life. Even if it is difficult to show the necessary emotions... I know that his absence will pain everyone in the Saik Greenlands and my heart pains for them.
It has been a day.
First, the good. It was a successful tea-shop opening. Even if the fortune that I was given with my pastry was rather grim.
(Thank you, Lisette.)
Second, Archscholar validated me. That has set my mind at ease. I move onto the next individual in my learning quest, and I hope that it will serve as the first steps into my future initiation into the Scholars.
Third, it seems as though I have sourced a writer for the project that I agreed to organize, and they are - well, he is considering it. Master Branan is now easily considered a peer. I apologized, he accepted, and I do hope that he will be a valuable contact and ally in the future.
(Also: coin tricks.)
Last, the terrible. I did not personally know the Baron Saik - but, I can mourn the loss of life, of any life. Even if it is difficult to show the necessary emotions... I know that his absence will pain everyone in the Saik Greenlands and my heart pains for them.
Written By Saedrus
Dec. 15, 2016, 10:26 p.m.(5/23/1005 AR)
I feel as though I've been struck. Like every last ounce of air has been stolen from me--
I cannot breathe.
I cannot breathe.
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