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Written By Nadia

Nov. 9, 2016, 7:54 a.m.(1/25/1005 AR)

There are only a few days left before we depart from the city to ride North. The estate has been in a flurry of activity since I made my intentions clear to the Berserkers and gave the order to prepare themselves. They're anxious, restless even - and so am I. We have every reason to be, but they needn't be afraid. We're the Mountain Men. From the depths, comes courage and strength.

Written By Viktarkim

Nov. 9, 2016, 12:26 a.m.(1/25/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Dawn

Let me say that the more I get to know the Lady Dawn, the more I like her. I've never met a woman who inspired more loyalty, making a man want to give ever more in service if only he might please her. I think her fair and wise, and wisdom indeed she will need in these dark times, as well as allies.

Written By Viktarkim

Nov. 9, 2016, 12:22 a.m.(1/25/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Serafine

Sparring! The woman challenged me to sparring with blades and though I told her I was an archer more than a swordsman, she egged me on. So I agreed if in turn she'd owe me a favour at some later date. It was a tough, hard, long exercise with blunted steel and I have a gash and many bruises for the effort but a finer, better matched sparring partner I couldn't have asked for! In the end I put her down into the gritty sand of the Training Center but she took it without hard feelings. That woman's got fire in her!

Written By Eleyna

Nov. 8, 2016, 10:06 p.m.(1/24/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Esera

When we were children, I was always striving to keep up with Esera. In our games, she always surpassed me by at least a narrow margin. She grew into the epitome of Lycene beauty, smoke and flames and shadows in human form while I was ice and alabaster.

When I was sent away to marry my first husband, I wondered at why the gods had designed her to rule while I was meant to be nothing but a piece in the game.

Now, all these years later, when I look into my cousin's eyes, I feel grateful for the role the gods gave to me. I know what I am, I know my strengths, and I also know that I was never equipped to carry her burdens.

Written By Natalia

Nov. 8, 2016, 10 p.m.(1/24/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Kenemir

This shall be a wonderful working relationship.

Written By Eleyna

Nov. 8, 2016, 8:12 p.m.(1/24/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Talen

He is as much a riddle as his puzzle box. I wonder what would be revealed if he is ever solved.

Written By Natalia

Nov. 8, 2016, 8:04 p.m.(1/24/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Theodoric

We shall talk more about living in the moment.

Written By Cicero

Nov. 8, 2016, 6:42 p.m.(1/24/1005 AR)

So many cousins
Some more unique than others
All to be greater

Written By Damon

Nov. 8, 2016, 1:59 p.m.(1/23/1005 AR)

The man Grayward’s topic of ladies coy
Often times, I think it’s a clever ploy
A source of joy
To draw the inquiring nature of an eligible boy


But it begs the question, when do they drop the act?
Is it only when the suitor’s affections attract,
Or when they are in a position to enact
Their wonderful seductive tact


I ask you, my new friend, Rook
Was this poem undertook
Due to your own coy look
Mistress Sina’s heart you hope to hook?


Perhaps the topic should have been simply. Coy.

Written By Donella

Nov. 8, 2016, 1:44 p.m.(1/23/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Kima

Lady Kima Saik is often in the company of Lord Victus. The truth is, being so martially unskilled, I didn't think she thought much of me. Different circles, and so on. But she has made such a beautiful gesture of friendship, I shall never forget it. And I am determined to prove worthy of it, and to know her better.

Written By Serafine

Nov. 8, 2016, 1:20 p.m.(1/23/1005 AR)

The last few days have been full of sparring, and the good kind. I fought side by side with the Lady General, Calypso, and after speaking in the language of eyebrows and glances, we decided to team up against the Count Maximilian, who's eyes wandered but his sword was sure. Too sure.

It was a grand fight, he was better than I anticipated, given that he ogled as much as he swung. Perhaps he thought me less a threat, because I am shorter than he? Silly boy, I hope you know better now.

In the end, Calypso and I drove him to his knees and I wedged myself between his blade and her stumbling form, of the three I had the least wounds, otherwise I'd have taken no liberties. Calypso is a fine fighter, a general and an honorable woman. I was proud, after the Count hit the dirt, to salute her and call it a draw. I suspect the advantage was in my favor, to be underestimated as the unknown. Calypso could have beaten me, aye, but if I had her, I'd have been soured with that 'victory'.

Keeping my word is important to me lest it serve to fester into mistrust. I deal with enough malice and judgement these days, I'll not give anyone cause to truly think I deserve it. At least not in my eyes.

Written By Victus

Nov. 8, 2016, 12:06 p.m.(1/23/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Luca

I wondered what he was good for when someone actually focused on him. In the melee, the only opportunity I had to see him fight, I was too fuckingpreoccupied to pay him any actual attention. My information came second hand.

He looks like a self indulgent and silken fop.

But his reputation for fighting isn't unearned, and so his success in the melee I can't consider simply the result of flukes and luck, even if that was the impression I'd been given.

Competence deserves a measure of respect, whatever else I might think of someone. It takes too many fucking thousands of hours of hard work to achieve.

Written By Cicero

Nov. 8, 2016, 10:20 a.m.(1/23/1005 AR)

Don't know what to do
You want to build a snow man
I did all the work

Written By Jovarn

Nov. 8, 2016, 8:39 a.m.(1/23/1005 AR)

A debate? Surely, I must attend. I am known by many as a master debater.

Written By Aurora

Nov. 8, 2016, 6:48 a.m.(1/22/1005 AR)

Are the lives of the nobility so boring, lacking any excitement or purpose, that they have all the time in the world to do all in their power to ruin the lives of those beneath their station?

I feel sorry for those who do not have goals or desires. I feel sorry for those who feel that they have a right to destroy rather than the duty to nourish. I feel sorry.

This city is so fucked if these are the people that are responsible for its well being, may the Gods help us.

Written By Silas

Nov. 8, 2016, 5:20 a.m.(1/22/1005 AR)

I have dutifully filled out my father's bookshelf with newer editions of his beloved works and gifted another more morbid novel to my plant-loving cousin. Consider this an informal advertisement for Aurum Texts.

Bethany is due for a glorious massage.

My brother covets the bouquet of roses Lady Juliet sent me.

I am in a generous mood, and I find that generosity unknowingly returned this week. The world works in strange ways.

Written By Serafine

Nov. 8, 2016, 3:24 a.m.(1/22/1005 AR)

I need to reconsider drinking this watered down piss that they serve at the-

Written By Serafine

Nov. 8, 2016, 3:18 a.m.(1/22/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Dafne

The potential in this young woman is untapped, and I saw a glimpse of what she's cap able of this evening.

If I were to take a protege, it would be Iovita, of course.

But I can have more than one, couldn't I? And Dafne has the potential to be a whirling dirvesh in a sea of dancers.

Written By Serafine

Nov. 8, 2016, 3:16 a.m.(1/22/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Natalia

I've been hearing for weeks about this young woman, this Flower of House Grayson, decorating people like an artist might a canvas, and as shocking as my peers might think it, I enjoy such moving works of art.

As such, I've taken to asking her for advice on my wardrobe.

Don't look so surprised. Even warriors paint their faces before a battle, dancers touch up their costumes, and a queen adjusts her crown. When in Lyceum, as they say, do as the Lycene's do?

There's a similar quote about a wolf among sheep, but I'd hate for anyone to get the wrong impression.

The designs we came up with should be flattering and fitting, lest anyone forget who and what I am.

Written By Serafine

Nov. 8, 2016, 3:13 a.m.(1/22/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Pietro

Dear boy, stop looking so delectable on your back. We'll never get any fighting done that way, will we?

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