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Written By Iseulet

Dec. 29, 2018, 5:53 a.m.(4/6/1010 AR)

It's spring. If anyone needs me I'll be celebrating surviving the winter in the Empyrean in a bath of milk and honey.

Written By Evaristo

Dec. 29, 2018, 4:13 a.m.(4/6/1010 AR)

The party at the Shepherd house was amazing, though I am somewhat regretful I wasn't awake long enough to greet and meet more people. That game of drunken darts was hilarious however, and I won! Well, technically Simon won but he gave me the win for some reason. I now own a white fluffy puppy named Fancy, which is very wonderful and nerve wrecking. I don't know anything about how to care for a dog, but how hard can it be?

I made it back to the ship, despite the crowd at the docks, something about someone shouting some proclamations and a ship with metal sails. I mean, the ship's right there, and now there's a bunch of Iron Guards all over the docks, and really, what an exciting night. I got a puppy and won a dart contest!

Princess Reese hit me with a dart, which I didn't feel at the time and honestly, it's just a little small hole in my arm now and doesn't even bleed. I will be careful around her if there's an archery contest however... But she is an amazing good sport and very fun!

Great party!

Written By Ysbail

Dec. 29, 2018, 3:18 a.m.(4/6/1010 AR)

The world is full of infinitely complex and strange people.

I find the more I learn, the more I come to realize how much there is I don't know. Yet - There's this sense of connection about things like the puzzle pieces all fit together in the same picture somehow if you can only recognize the pattern.

I find myself, for once, a little frightened of what I might learn if I complete this picture.

Written By Kenna

Dec. 29, 2018, 1:14 a.m.(4/6/1010 AR)

Please don't throw grappling hooks at the ship. I don't swim well enough to save you if you slip off.

Written By Mikani

Dec. 28, 2018, 11:48 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Hopeful.

Even with everything that is going on life feels freer.

Written By Quenia

Dec. 28, 2018, 10:37 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Magic. The foreigners claiming to be from an Undying Emperor have magic. I have never witnessed magic before in my life. I mean, I knew about the choir of singers, and I know that's a kind of magic. But... not magic, magic. The emissary on the boat, the Ordered Path, had her crew simultaneously do something to blow that ship that approached their's away from it like it was /nothing/ when she was displeased with it. What else could it have been?

Written By Caspian

Dec. 28, 2018, 9:48 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

I've been extra lazy lately. I need to get out and do something. Maybe I should hold another tournament while I wait for the one I'm currently running to finish. What do people think? If there is any theme you'd like to see, let me know. Though I'd need to figure out a prize, people love prizes. If anyone has any suggestions please let me know.

Written By Alrec

Dec. 28, 2018, 9:47 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

It felt like drowning but this is a feeling I know too well and it did not carry the forboding terror water filling your lungs usually entails. This was something else, like surfing beneath a wave. I have never felt so alive.

Written By Macda

Dec. 28, 2018, 9:44 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Perhaps you shouldn't stand in places where strangers offer you gifts.

Written By Valdemar

Dec. 28, 2018, 7:35 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Boys,

There comes a day when we must all face our end, and different people, different cultures, have different approaches to it. Different ideas on what it means to die without shame. My own are very traditional to the Mourning Isles, where our warriors seek a good death. That is not to say that we want to die needlessly or soon. There will always be enemies to fight, however, and there is no worthier way to meet your end than with a weapon in hand, facing them down as your grandfather did in defense of the Lodge of Petrichor. While I pray that I will get plenty of time to raise you and teach you, when my end does come, I also pray that it will be in defense of our people, our family, our way of life. If it does, rejoice for me as I did for my father when he found his good death.

Written By Violet

Dec. 28, 2018, 7:07 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Thorley came home this evening. I had decided to take an evening with the girls and we were all on the bed, I was tickling Tala. These are the times that I treasure. And make me all the more thankful for Copper's sacrifice and final gift. Even more so for tonight my little Sorcha crawled for the first time. Intent on helping to attack her sister or save her from the tickling, I am not sure. But it was a wonderful sight. The simple things are what make it all worthwhile. The squeel and belly laughs of a baby. The cheerful giggling of your daughter as she asks for belly farts. The warmth of strong arms wrapped around you in love.

Written By Lucita

Dec. 28, 2018, 6:52 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Nuala

Another person who appreciates music. She seemed to like it well enough that before I knew it was giving her a lesson.

Written By Thorvald

Dec. 28, 2018, 6:52 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

I've seen such strange and wonderful things since I came to Arx. Just when I think I've come to terms with it, new mysteries present themselves. I don't know what any of it means, but on the day I came here my life changed, and for better or worse there's no going back now.

I surrender myself to whatever greater fate the spirits have in store for me. I will stay here, in this place, and follow these threads to their ends.

Written By Lucita

Dec. 28, 2018, 6:49 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Juliana

A gift from Juliana always has a bit of the unexpected about it. This one sent me at the onset of spring is a marble statue of Doc with a chick perched on his head. Such an surprise! I recognize the workmanship of Lord Sebastian in the exquisite way the detail has been captured. I had it placed in the spot he used to lounge up in the den in the site where he first received the gift of all those fowl. Thank you.

Written By Josephine

Dec. 28, 2018, 6:36 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

You would almost think it was a Grayson.

Written By Wyatt

Dec. 28, 2018, 6:24 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Malcolm

My cousin is new to being duke. Or being a noble. Or having responsibilities, I think. But he's doing a very good job in ways that Duke Gregor never would have dreamed of. Or tolerated. Or spoken of with anything but that weird grinding sound his teeth made. I kind of admire him for it.

Written By Tikva

Dec. 28, 2018, 6:19 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

I am now officially on the last year of my twenties. For those of you who didn't think I'd make it this far, the joke's on you!

Written By Miranda

Dec. 28, 2018, 2:38 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Reese

According to Ribbons, I am badass.

I can't think of more fitting praise.

Written By Malrico

Dec. 28, 2018, 1:19 p.m.(4/5/1010 AR)

Do not trust strangers bearing gifts.

Written By Beaumont

Dec. 28, 2018, 11:56 a.m.(4/4/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Saoirse

If I hadn't told you, how ever would you have known?

Also don't act like the siren song sung by those tomes didn't call to you. I was there, I saw your face.

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