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Written By Tyrus

May 26, 2020, 1:13 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)

This is reminding me that I should reach out to the Whispers for tutoring. Just because I'm not the worst of the lot doesn't mean there isn't ground for improvement.

Written By Drake

May 26, 2020, 12:55 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Theophania

I appreciate the well-wishes from those who came out to see the duel!

If you feel you missed an opportunity to be properly raucous, perhaps we can do so at a later time.

I'm given to understand that the mercantile folk could use some general cheering-up in these times.

Written By Eirene

May 26, 2020, 12:31 p.m.(5/12/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Ravna

One of the few people I know who can curse as creatively as I can, if not better than me. We served together in a recent engagement and he's a crazy mother fucker; I have to admire that even if it will mean he ends up in my care often.

Written By Mirari

May 26, 2020, 11:09 a.m.(5/12/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Shard

Thank you for that marvelous birthday present, Prima Shard. I had quite an entertaining evening!

Written By Eirene

May 26, 2020, 10:50 a.m.(5/12/1013 AR)

If I can impart one bit of wisdom on my children it's this: Never get into a fight in the Whites or Proclaim your annoyances for the world to see. Carry your opinions close. Black Journals are great for those kinds of airing of grievances.

Written By Cassandra

May 26, 2020, 10:44 a.m.(5/12/1013 AR)

A close friend of mine has told me that I don't drink enough. That maybe I would be a touch more relaxed if I did.

Sometimes, I think she has a point.

And if one more Templar knocks on my door to give a continuation of some pointless bickering, I am going to seriously consider going to the Archives to look over the guidelines for how duels operate and maybe rewriting them to limit the amount of appropriate replies.

Written By Strozza

May 26, 2020, 9:46 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Orelia

The moonlight shows you for what is real
Silver lines and motes swirl as smoke
A shawl of gossamer that resolves to dew
It sends mind to tumbling and then to reel
The rising sun's face is shown as you
And requested only is from the dream not be awoke.

Written By Azova

May 26, 2020, 9:43 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

I've had several people ask me how I'm feeling after being injured in a pirate chase, which is very thoughtful. I'm healing nicely, thank you. But the whole sexy pirate fantasy involving a mast and ropes has completely lost its appeal I'm afraid.

Written By Piccola

May 26, 2020, 9:11 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

It never changes.

No matter how splendid or prosperous, a city will always have children who suffer. You can try your hardest to make sure that stone does not set in their heart, but it is an inevitability. They will always bear the brunt of the sins of their parents.

Maybe I can do something this time.

What can I do? Will my cousin let me play the poor knight whilst she plots and gambles for our House's future? In this storm of tiaras and talk, what place is there in a court for a sellsword?

I think I will never understand her decision.

Written By Adrienne

May 26, 2020, 8:01 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

Arx is more unified than some voices would have us believe. It is good to step away from the white journals, as treasured as they are, to see the greater story - in this case, so many hands coming together in charity and love to do what must to be done.

Whether it's the tradesmen of the Crafter's Guild (and I will note here the exemplary leadership of Brother Felix and Apollo Oakwood) allocating supplies and calling out the areas of greatest need, Peers of the Realm mustering aid, or the finest minds of our people focused on any number of the threats to the Compact - I am eternally hopeful for the future.

Gild barely needs any more invocation. I meditate on Skald and the choices we make in impossible circumstances.

Written By Gwenna

May 26, 2020, 7:55 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Jael

I can only imagine what thoughts my own mother might be having about certain peerage while in Farhaven right now. I swear I can hear that disapproving brow arch up on her forehead and almost see that barest hint of a frown at the corner of her lips. Can you picture what it'd be like if our mothers got together over tea?

Written By Alessia

May 26, 2020, 6:45 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Lawrence

You challenged a commoner.... because of the tone in which they referred to a dog...?

Written By Saoirse

May 26, 2020, 3:59 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

Well, I know one Crovane I will take pains to avoid. What a stain on the peerage.

Written By Appolonia

May 26, 2020, 2:38 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

I wonder if every nation is like this, once you get inside.

Written By Sydney

May 26, 2020, 2:12 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

My head is throbbing.

I dreamt I agreed to duel a dog, but then the dog backed out.

My dreams are as turbulent and nonsensical as ever. At the very least, I learned that Apollo and Vitalis are a decent sort. Well, okay. I knew the latter. But had no idea about the former.

...This is some journal entry. Remind me to have breakfast before writing next.

Written By Jael

May 26, 2020, 1:20 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

My Mama the Dowager Duchess would have an absolute fit if she learned of the behavior of some of the nobility nowadays. Thank the gods she is not frequently in Arx.

Actually there are many reasons to thank the gods for that but that is one of them.

Written By Anisha

May 26, 2020, 1:15 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

The city finds itself under pressure from numerous directions, and a certain amount of venting the spleen from various individuals is to be expected.

I am thankful that Legate Cassandra is able to offer wisdom about the purpose of challenges, and the expected protocol in the aftermath of one being issued.

For any further confusion on the matter of courtly etiquette and city culture, I shall remind the peerage that Whisper House is more than happy to offer tutors and lessons to both children and adults.

Written By Ravna

May 26, 2020, 1:03 a.m.(5/11/1013 AR)

D-did you know how I learned? You know, staff fighting? Hahaha. So like, once, I was in this crazy ass battle - does not matter which, really, you know? Me and the Greybacks, leading a bunch of Bluebacks. We with our Blackhats, and He with his Greyhat. These guys man, fools of no foolin' yeah? Follow? So, like, we are in this battle and Greyhat says out, "Oi! Fuckos! Time to get dirty!" Which was our words for like, cheating, you know, if you could cheat in war -- which, you can't.

Anyways, like, we swing up our coats right, our Greybacks. Old men, see? Haaaa! Use horse tails for beards, pick hay, shit like that and walk the road yeah? Hide our weapons. I-I had a uh..halberd...I think? No, a spear. Probably. Likely. Maybe?

Does not matter. What matters is - we get where we goin' once and like, all shit breaks out, fire everywhere, houses burning. Fights. Battle. Raaaar!

You ever see battle, Scholar? Probably not. It's amazing! Terrible. Smells like shit from all the corpses emptying themselves, blood, and mud takes this really rancid smell you know? But anyways. This kid - he's just a kid, maybe sixteen, but like, swings at me with a sword and when I swing this guy with a shield he like...cut my weapon! Or it broke on the shield? I uh, you know, it's fuzzy...anyways.

Outnumbered. Outdone. This guy goes to move in and here I am shit piss scared! Hahahaaaa! Anyways, like, I notice something...the spear-halberd is gone! But so's the weight, y'know? Just, gone. The weight is gone, Scholar. Big huge weapon? No big huge stick! Th-the next part is kinda funny 'cuz, when, when I think on it...it never makes sense...but he swung at me, I shoulda died, man - but he hit that stick and sent me spinning, and you know how you spin when you're drunk? S'like that. But...everything made sense in the senselessness. It's the blur, Scholar, where I See so clearly.

But he didn't. Not for long, anyways. He kept comin', and I was too scared, and it just kinda...clicked. I didn't needa be stronger, just smarter. So he swings, right? I spin, I crush his visor in, I twist his greaves and he goes down and it...it was so fast, man. The chaos. My Friend, you know, was there with me the whole time, I bet. Because that kid thrust through my guard, slid right into my stomach, right through with that dorky ass saber, man...and he hugged me. But in doing, you know, he didn't get outtatheway of his own team firing a volley, and we went down, and that arrow man - nearly got my heart. Or it did? I dunno, man.

Fantastical? Oh. I mean, yeah! I bet! Hahaha. So like, right, I am prisoner for a bit. Then the Greybacks come, all old men again, and the Bluebacks steal the horses right? Greyhat is there, man. I'm all healed and he tosses me a gold coin - a gold fucking coin - and then throws that fucking stick at me and goes:

"Let's see that shit again."

Hahaha, so, you know - now you know: it's not the spear you gotta fear, not the halberd or the glaive, it's not the sword or the dagger - but the hand on the blade! Hahaha.

Written By Mirari

May 25, 2020, 7:05 p.m.(5/10/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Svana

Marriage between one common person and another common person is a social contract only. Alice Warmbreath may say that Bobert Coldstein is her husband and then ten years down the line decide that she doesn't like the way he cooks eggs, and so tell him he is no longer her husband. Then inform her family and his family. And it will be done. It will not hold the sort of negative connotations that a Princess of House Azuredottr deciding that she no longer fancies the man she insisted on marrying in a love match seven months ago. Princess Azuredottr brings shame to House Azuredottr for so blatantly disregarding Fidelity. But as a common folk Alice Warmbreath may marry and divorce whomever she pleases and no one has a right to say anything about it. Common folk do not marry to create alliances between noble or royal houses who may decide to go to war except that their favorite cousin is there by marriage.

One of the freedoms granted to the common populous is that we may love who we please. We may have children when and if we please. We may "marry" or "divorce" as we please.

In short:

No one gives a rotten apple and if they do, well, give them a rotten apple.

Written By Sydney

May 25, 2020, 2:41 p.m.(5/10/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Korka

Don't be so sure of the reach that your journal has. I specifically request a copy each time I stop by the library, because I simply must know what's on your mind.

In this case, I would say: "That's awfully short-sighted of you."

This problem existed well before the whirlpool and will persist well after it, should we find a way to rid ourselves of its presence.

Still, it seems we agree on at least one facet of all of this: To mend a broken bone, you don't apply a dab of ointment.

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