Written By Caith
May 21, 2018, 11:38 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
However, I can appreciate your position. I would destroy anyone who tried to take Stumphrey from me.
Written By Alexis
May 21, 2018, 10:05 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
The Light that Guides; the Flame that Cleanses.
In the Gold of Dawn, the Dragon Comes
In the Golden Scales, We Bring Hope
For All of Creation I strive:
In the name of Mangata, I will bring succor and nourishment.
In the name of Petrichor, I will offer shelter and sanctuary.
In the name of Lagoma, I will bring purification and change
In the name of the Queen, we will bring ends and beginnings.
For All things Conceptual, I strive:
In the name of Limerance, I bring the truth of oaths and promise.
In the name of the Sentinel, I will uphold and seek out justice.
In the name of Gild, I will bring charity and mercy.
In the name of Skald, I will enshrine the right of choice and free will.
For the Ars, for Science, I strive:
In the name of Vellichor, I will bring light and learning.
In the name of Gloria, I will bring honour and stand firm.
In the name of Jayus, I will nourish dreams and inspire the many.
In the name of Aion, I will safeguard this world and its people.
And knowing the Thirteenth, I will reflect on all I do, to consider consequence and strive to better myself in all these things.
I am a Knight of the Golden Dragon. I am the inspiration of the Dawn.
I am the Light that Guides, the Flame that Cleanses.
So do I swear, before the gods and the peoples of Arvum.
Written By Victus
May 21, 2018, 9:46 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Written By Gwenna
May 21, 2018, 9:44 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Written By Luca
May 21, 2018, 9:33 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Caith
Just track down Alarissa and cuddle puddle with Honey Snuggle.
Written By Aiden
May 21, 2018, 9:23 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Ahh Estaban, if only we could talk as we used to. I'd tell you that your daughter has your eyes and your son, has your damned good looks and I can tell he'll have that same mischievous smirk. He's already got the nursemaids wrapped around his little finger. Lucita picked good names for them too. Your daughter carries your name and your son, well, we both know that Killian was our friends. I'm sure he's smiling up there with you. As for the second name for your son, I'm very touched by the request you made of your wife to name him what you did.
They're so messy! Estie spit up on me already, you know that? That spit up should have been reserved for you, my dearest friend. Still, where ever you are now, I'll stand by them and teach them what their father knew and what he loved. I am not the best sailor, but you taught me enough to teach them. At the very least, I hope to provide them with fabulous stories of who their father was and I hope beyond hope, they will grow to have the strength of heart that you did.
But, I best get back to Arx, right? I have a wedding to catch and... I think it's my own!
Written By Lucita
May 21, 2018, 9:10 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Bliss
Written By Natalia
May 21, 2018, 8:48 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
It was this or hire a bodyguard. I am going to be getting a wonderful dog that will serve well for protection, but I still have to worry about between now and then.
I feel safer already.
Written By Lucita
May 21, 2018, 8:44 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Written By Lucita
May 21, 2018, 8:44 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
About mid-afternoon our first day there, I went into labor. Don't think ever worked so hard in my life, or hurt so much. Just minutes before midnight October 11, Lady Lethe and Lady Eirene helped deliver Lady Estie Saik, Estaban's first-born and heir. Shortly after midnight on October 12 Estie's brother, Lord Kyllan Tommen Saik, arrived. They are so small and trusting and neither likes to be where they can not touch or feel the other, whimpering and crying till they are together. Already they show spirit and an eagerness for life. Estie has her father's dark brown hair and bright blue eyes, tan skin, Kyllan has my curly black hair and that shade of eyes that we think will become amber, like mine.
Written By Percephon
May 21, 2018, 8:41 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Written By Bliss
May 21, 2018, 8:34 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
I am damn near chewing it, at this point.
What happened while I was sick last winter? What were you people doing?
Besides the obvious, of course. I need no instruction on the mechanics of the act.
Written By Edward
May 21, 2018, 8:33 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Written By Karadoc
May 21, 2018, 8:33 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
From now until I see these sprogs, drop by the Tower, and I'll give anyone a drink of Saikland Greens whiskey.
Written By Cybele
May 21, 2018, 8:09 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
The Children of the Sun and the Moon say they followed the White People - the Rex'alfar - from the far south into the Everwinter. They were as gods to us, distant, appearing maybe once a generation to pass some edict and then withdrawing. Occasionally, they would show benevolence to us or others - save a tribe from starvation. Prevent a war. But most, they were myths, like the human-eating snow shadows, or the tales of a mad mage.
A few years back, a messenger was sent. It was the first we had heard from them in generations, first in living memory. I was chosen to treat with them, and it was an honour.
I went further north, far beyond the lands even my tribe travels to. I went to a Tower made of Ice, and I met the White People, who were tall and beautiful.
And there, I saw the Pale Man, Tolamar Brand. And I saw what he truly was - a hole in the world. A void. And I fled, panicked. I fled as far south as I could go. I was captured by Halfshav. I bent the knee. I went further south still, to Arx, and spoke to those who would listen about what I had seen. I helped, as I could, I learned many things.
Tolamar Brand and his army of Silence was defeated. I am thankful for that.
I learned of gods that I now cherish and people that I consider my friends and family.
And I worried for my tribe - had they been consumed by Tolamar Brand's Crusade? Were they still alive? Were they slaves of the White People?
Then Cleo came, and told me my tribe had hid, for fear that I had not returned. That my tribe is alive and well, and doing as they have always done; keep the Everwinter and their places. Treat with those who would treat with them, and war with those that would war with them. But overall, they are so distant that only Halfshav scouts tend to treat with them with anything approaching regularity.
If they wish to bend the knee, they will bend the knee. If they wish to stay Abandoned, they will stay abandoned. I am Prodigal now. To have contact with enemies of the Compact is against the law. I am grateful Cleo arrived and let me know those who were once my family are still their own.
Believe my words, or not. Cleo is a gift to me, as Mother Mercy Princess Sister Sophie Valardin once declared me a gift to her from Lagoma. Cleo has given me the peace I needed to keep moving, growing, changing.
Cleo is my gift from Lagoma, and I am grateful for her.
Written By Vanora
May 21, 2018, 7:22 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
I'm not standing still
I am lying in wait
Written By Elara
May 21, 2018, 7:20 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
"Greatest city in all the world, Caer'alfar, shone with all its might,
The Rex'alfar did rule there, and ignored the coming night,
Stirring beyond the Reflection, they unleashed the gravest blight,
'Worry not', they cried as darkness stirred, 'Embrace the coming light',
And so then marched the demons, a scourge man rose to fight,
The world fell before them, save Arx alone guarding what's good and right,
'We have honor yet', said the Skylord, who then called his kin to flight,
And metal seared, diamonds shattered, as Caer'alfar became Pyre in all the world's sight."
Written By Edward
May 21, 2018, 7:14 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Paige
Written By Jaenelle
May 21, 2018, 6:39 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Caith
Written By Caith
May 21, 2018, 6:11 p.m.(10/14/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
So sad.
Much sadness.
Why, Lucy? Why must you torment me?
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