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Written By Valery

Dec. 15, 2016, 9:30 a.m.(5/21/1005 AR)

I saw this woman on the street last evening and I thought it was a good moment to try and approach new people, and to try and chat.

It worked quite well, I think. Leta happened to be happy and nice. We talked about shops and drinks and we ended up planning an experiment with mead. Master Gavin joined us and we spend part of the evening at a tavern with it. Other people joined too.

I must say it was really interesting. I think the better mead tastes less strong and sweeter than the cheap one. But no one else confirmed it, actually...

I'm afraid I got drunk faster than what I expected. Master Gavin was so nice to walk me home.

I have a small hangover today. Less than what I expected, to be honest. But enough to give it use and try the mixture I made to treat them. It works. It probably could be better, so maybe I need to make it stronger, but at least I know now that it works.

Written By Rymarr

Dec. 15, 2016, 9:11 a.m.(5/21/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Freja

It is said that you can not truly know someone without fighting them and I feel as though in our short time battling against one another that we learned who one another were.

She is a nimble fighter who is at ease with herself. She knows her limitations yet does not allow them to deter her from at least attempting to overcome a challenge. All the while she possesses the clarity of self to know when she is beaten or at the very least smashing her head into a wall. I suspect though that when she is fighting for survival and not in some Compact sponsored training environment, she's a far more formidable opponent.

Written By Julea

Dec. 15, 2016, 9:01 a.m.(5/21/1005 AR)

I heard from the Newt again, it looks like this excursion is actually going to happen and I'll admit, while there's a small part of me that is terrified at what might happen, a much larger part of me is eager to see where this leads and what I might learn. As well, it could potentially be a good test of my skills in a real fight and the opportunity to meet more like minded people... well, it can't possibly be a bad thing, right?

The shop has been busy. Church's order has been completed, and I think it is one of the more finer examples of my work. Hair sticks have proven to be very popular too, so I spent much of the last couple of days in the forge, coming up with new designs to fill the shelves.

Julea
21st of May, 1005

Written By Samantha

Dec. 15, 2016, 1:42 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Rymarr


We first met at the Redrain bear fight, but had a longer encounter in the training center. I'm impressed with any man who can acknowledged his actions may have been flawed and seek to improve himself. He was willing to fight so that I might observe, and I get the impression that he smiled more while speaking to me than he may have total in the past month.

Written By Samantha

Dec. 15, 2016, 1:28 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Barric

Barric is trying to become the hero he has always wanted to be. When I look at him, I see both the determined boy doing sword drills outside my window when we were young, and as the man I'm coming to know and appreciate more and more each day.

Written By Killian

Dec. 15, 2016, 1:02 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

Home..it is a strange sort of concept I suppose. Though to call Arx home is I suppose an oversimplification..either way, it is unusual to be back. The city looks different somehow. I know the truth of the change...Addison is dead. I feel like I should feel something. Sorrow for the death of my brother. Relief he is gone. Hope. Worry. Who knows... Every time I have returned in the past years, I have been immediately sent upon another task. Another expedition. Another journey..ever farther away. More dangerous.

Not that it wasn't amazing..to have seen over the next hill. To have climbed to the top of mountains and seen the world laid out below. But ever knowing that I was not free to return and dwell if I desired.

I think I'll do that. Stay a while. There are so many places here in the city I have yet to explore, it's rather strange to think that my usual is the wilderness frontiers, and my new frontier the city itself.

Written By Killian

Dec. 15, 2016, 12:44 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Pharamond

Uncle

Written By Killian

Dec. 15, 2016, 12:44 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Harlan

Cousin

Written By Killian

Dec. 15, 2016, 12:44 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Aislin

Cousin

Written By Killian

Dec. 15, 2016, 12:39 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Cara

Brother's Widow

Written By Selene

Dec. 15, 2016, 12:31 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

Love has to do with their eyes, the touch of their hand, their voice, their laughter, how it felt to stand next to them and feel them brush against you, how it felt to see them after a long absence.

With love, the pleasure is in the details.

Written By Damon

Dec. 15, 2016, 12:06 a.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

The words 'Protect' and 'Serafine' should only be in the same sentence is if the sentence is about how she's protecting YOUR ass from certain death.

Even when I removed the hands of a monster scratching her face to shreds I wasn't protecting her, I was making sure she was able to keep protecting me.

Written By Fergus

Dec. 14, 2016, 10:55 p.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

There is a distinct burden placed upon yourself when you decide to take the mantle of something more than your own. When you hold a standard higher than your own life, your own personal gains and goals, the weight of all of those relying on you can be felt and it is in these times that I find myself receiving support, even from those I didn't realize possible.

I am reaching out with the standard held high, and I am meeting people that are willing to help share the load, true people, passionate people, strong people. Our people.

Freja has continued to be a solid piece of the north, and will continue to be such. I need to push her harder, both in jest and in her pursuits.

I have also met someone new, someone I've known about, but never was able to place a face to the name. A name that sometimes gives me pause, makes me wonder, but I only see solid stability and fierce passion in the way she speaks, acts, and gives me measured, yet hopeful responses. I find it sometimes difficult to get over things that have happened to me, happened to others, and find it more difficult to get close with anyone to allow it to happen to them.

You can't let the darkness surround you, especially when you see the fireglow in the distance.

Written By Bethany

Dec. 14, 2016, 10:11 p.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

If you tell a secret, what do you have left to be afraid of?

Written By Niccolo

Dec. 14, 2016, 9:27 p.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

The fact that someone thinks my dear Serafine needs to be protected is insulting.

Who do you think taught her how to fight?

The audacity of the young.

Written By Mason

Dec. 14, 2016, 7:55 p.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

I know who you are and I know what you're doing. And who you serve will leave you a dried-out husk, in the end.

Written By Max

Dec. 14, 2016, 6:35 p.m.(5/20/1005 AR)

I have not written in this journal for some time.

Well, I suppose thats a lie. I've written lots of things. I've written about my frustrations and my little triumphs. I've written about people I who have helped me and those who have hindered me.

I've written about insults casually received and about the people I intend on eventually destroying.

I've written about the dinners I've had, the love I've made and the occasional bout of ball slapping fucken.

On the other hand, I've also burned every entry I wrote before i turned it in to the archive.

Because none of you people need to know my actual thoughts.

White journals.

Does anyone speak their actual mind in these things?

Written By Anze

Dec. 14, 2016, 2:55 p.m.(5/19/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Agnarr

You had that one coming.

Written By Bethany

Dec. 14, 2016, 2:09 p.m.(5/19/1005 AR)

[ From the tea-stained desk of B. Mercier, Steward: ]

Keep your compliments, your serenades, your love letters and silvery-tongued flattery -

I will have none of that.

(T hankfully, from him, I will never need to fear any of those cloyingly sweet sentiments unless they are given with cake or confectionery. )

Instead, give me your dreams - your aims - your goals. For they are tangible and true and they are worth the offering. They may be simple, but they are real.

I will keep them close to my heart and I will work tirelessly to help you achieve them, for they align so perfectly with my own.

Written By Eirene

Dec. 14, 2016, 2:04 p.m.(5/19/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Serafine

The more I hear about her the more I wonder why the fuck we haven't gotten together yet. I think we'd get along like a wagon on fire, that is to say everybody better get out of our way...

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