Written By Duarte
March 27, 2018, 1:53 p.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
I must make a public apology. It seems my last journal entry was incorrect.
Even in rotting death, the decomposing remains of the very lovely Princess Saoirse will ever smell of floral arrangements and citrus.
(Was definitely not threatened with poison to write this)
Even in rotting death, the decomposing remains of the very lovely Princess Saoirse will ever smell of floral arrangements and citrus.
(Was definitely not threatened with poison to write this)
Written By Orazio
March 27, 2018, 1:52 p.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
The Church, of course, supports all public health initiatives and is gratified and grateful for the Physicians' Guild assistance in the matter of the ill rodents and the danger they pose to people. I am relieved and proud to see that the Crown and the Great Houses seem to be united in the seriousness of the threat, and will help cull the affected animals.
But I still never expected to be writing directives towards the killing of bunnies, and I confess that i struggle with how I should be writing these. And I'm pretty sure Grandmaster Armel's ghost just scowled at me.
But I still never expected to be writing directives towards the killing of bunnies, and I confess that i struggle with how I should be writing these. And I'm pretty sure Grandmaster Armel's ghost just scowled at me.
Written By Itzal
March 27, 2018, 1:33 p.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
So, I've been receiving messages from a white bunny. Am I to understand I should kill the critter? I don't think its owner would be very appreciative.
Written By Brigida
March 27, 2018, 1:17 p.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Reigna
It appears I've finally found reason to shift my long-established ambivalence towards the rabbit race in a particular direction. What a gift.
Written By Juliana
March 27, 2018, 12:56 p.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Abbas
It does no one any good to fight about who grieves the man or why.
In fact if we were honest with ourselves, my brother would have preferred no tears be shed at all. That instead glasses were raised, that stories were told. That those he loved and those that loved him, held each other close in their hearts and helped each other through the pain that his absence left.
Does that knowledge stop the ache or the tears? Ease the anger of what brought such on? No. I close my eyes and I see his face, the last moments of his life and I am both angry and grateful. Because if he was to die, then he died as he would have wished. With his weapon in hand protecting those he loved.
If there is nothing else that you remember of him. Please remember that.
In fact if we were honest with ourselves, my brother would have preferred no tears be shed at all. That instead glasses were raised, that stories were told. That those he loved and those that loved him, held each other close in their hearts and helped each other through the pain that his absence left.
Does that knowledge stop the ache or the tears? Ease the anger of what brought such on? No. I close my eyes and I see his face, the last moments of his life and I am both angry and grateful. Because if he was to die, then he died as he would have wished. With his weapon in hand protecting those he loved.
If there is nothing else that you remember of him. Please remember that.
Written By Jordan
March 27, 2018, 12:07 p.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
You happen into a lot of things in this city without ever intending to do so. It's quite weird, to be honest.
Written By Theron
March 27, 2018, 12:05 p.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eris
It's hilarious that people are using your recent journal as a platform to decry the hypocrisy of this city, my dear sister-in-arms. By the way, you still need to train daily, whether or not those hips of yours are within the 'childbearing' category.
With much affection from your friend,
Theron
With much affection from your friend,
Theron
Written By Romulius
March 27, 2018, 11:12 a.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eris
And yet I get lambasted for offering honest compliment just because I am not as well spoken as many.
The hypocrisy in this city abounds.
I apologize that you were exposed to such rudeness.
I know I intend to do better, and have, been doing better.
The hypocrisy in this city abounds.
I apologize that you were exposed to such rudeness.
I know I intend to do better, and have, been doing better.
Written By Estil
March 27, 2018, 10:21 a.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Lianne
Your kind words, although quite unexpected, are deeply appreciated beyond adequate expression. It is enough to know one has not been alone in this sensation from time to time. Thank you.
Written By Marik
March 27, 2018, 9:55 a.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Serafine
Never my favorite. But always brave, often at the worst of times.
Get well soon.
Get well soon.
Written By Lianne
March 27, 2018, 9:54 a.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estil
The expectation of ease and lightness becomes a burden in and of itself. How simple it is to feel as if we are failing if we do not maintain perfect grace and appreciation through all things.
Life is often difficult, and not always in dire and dramatic ways. You are not lesser for feeling that weight.
Life is often difficult, and not always in dire and dramatic ways. You are not lesser for feeling that weight.
Written By Eris
March 27, 2018, 9:29 a.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
I was recently informed that my hips are worthy of bearing children, and here I was just looking for a night out and a drink with my brother. Would that I could be so directly crass and crude as some nobility, and then the city would be in trouble.
Written By Estil
March 27, 2018, 8:55 a.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
Responsibilities continue to mount, and I feel my shoulders slowly buckling beneath the weight. Why do the days seem to hang heavier around me when they should be light as can be?
Written By Wynna
March 27, 2018, 8:46 a.m.(6/9/1008 AR)
This morning, I could swear one of the Reflections said something to me, as he passed in the reflective hall by the shrine to the Thirteenth. The maniac compulsion to demand he show his tongue was one I successfully repelled. Perhaps he merely tried to say something. Perhaps I'm only going mad, a slightly easier tonic to swallow when one has spent a great deal of time in a hall full of mirrors and the deformed repentant.
I suppose it's a difference between protecting a secret as sacrosanct and jealously stealing it away from all eyes. We assemble the combined secrets of the Compact within that Archive, but some are more secure than others, even if they would lead to astounding revelations. Yet we believe, and cherish the idea, that most knowledge should be spread to better us all. Are we to merely be patient and wait for these things to crop up naturally before all eyes, knowing in the back of our heads that important information could be mere feet beneath our shoes in that Archive?
I suppose it's all relative. Annoying. I see stonework, a ruined building, and wish to extrapolate on what its objective purpose was. The truth is important. I read incomplete history and wish to amend it to be accurate. With joy do I put a quill to a page, praying for as few future revisions as possible, taking pride in my work, unafraid to correct myself if need be.
Perhaps this compact of secrets is to keep us humble.
"Do not be fooled," is what I think he might have said. Perhaps it was just a Mirrormask. It's hard to tell sometimes in that place.
After all, it could have just been, "Do you have any food," instead. But that seems less interesting.
I suppose it's a difference between protecting a secret as sacrosanct and jealously stealing it away from all eyes. We assemble the combined secrets of the Compact within that Archive, but some are more secure than others, even if they would lead to astounding revelations. Yet we believe, and cherish the idea, that most knowledge should be spread to better us all. Are we to merely be patient and wait for these things to crop up naturally before all eyes, knowing in the back of our heads that important information could be mere feet beneath our shoes in that Archive?
I suppose it's all relative. Annoying. I see stonework, a ruined building, and wish to extrapolate on what its objective purpose was. The truth is important. I read incomplete history and wish to amend it to be accurate. With joy do I put a quill to a page, praying for as few future revisions as possible, taking pride in my work, unafraid to correct myself if need be.
Perhaps this compact of secrets is to keep us humble.
"Do not be fooled," is what I think he might have said. Perhaps it was just a Mirrormask. It's hard to tell sometimes in that place.
After all, it could have just been, "Do you have any food," instead. But that seems less interesting.
Written By Ysbail
March 27, 2018, 7:55 a.m.(6/8/1008 AR)
I'm back in Arx.
I've missed so much. There is so much pain and now Stormwall lies in ruins.
Yet, I cannot forget what drew me so far from home in the firt place. I pray the Spirits will guide me to the right peoplee...
I've missed so much. There is so much pain and now Stormwall lies in ruins.
Yet, I cannot forget what drew me so far from home in the firt place. I pray the Spirits will guide me to the right peoplee...
Written By Duarte
March 27, 2018, 12:47 a.m.(6/8/1008 AR)
Tonight I attended an autopsy. A brief exploration of a dead man, for educational purposes.
It was quite informative!
Also very humbling to know we will all one day smell so putrid, no matter our station.
It was quite informative!
Also very humbling to know we will all one day smell so putrid, no matter our station.
Written By Lisebet
March 26, 2018, 11:54 p.m.(6/8/1008 AR)
Today there was court. It was a lot more casual than I expected it to be, but perhaps it was just because it was the first one after the pirate king and the battles faced so bravely by all the knights and soldiers. I shall have to attend another to be sure.
Written By Kaldur
March 26, 2018, 11:49 p.m.(6/8/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Orrin
My father expects much and more from me and my sister. And from himself.
Written By Lumen
March 26, 2018, 9:50 p.m.(6/8/1008 AR)
A month or more has passed since coming here and the expression of childlike wonder has hardly left my face. I expected to be disenchanted by now. For all its flaws, and there are a great many, this city is dense with life and love even when it's at its cruelest. My greatest pleasure has come not from rubbing elbows with the great and powerful, rather from doing so with kindred spirits in every unexpected form.
Though the opportunity to put names to even half the beautiful faces that come and go from this house has scantly presented itself, from the very highest position to the lowliest attendant, I remain recklessly optimistic that I'll finally meet and get a smile out of every last one.
Though the opportunity to put names to even half the beautiful faces that come and go from this house has scantly presented itself, from the very highest position to the lowliest attendant, I remain recklessly optimistic that I'll finally meet and get a smile out of every last one.
Written By Itzal
March 26, 2018, 9:17 p.m.(6/8/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
Don't listen to her, she's secretly pleased and is looking forward to hearing it said by any and all.
*In significantly smaller script*
Itzal Culler is not responsible for any harm or injury caused by using this nickname in the general vicinity of Thena.
*In significantly smaller script*
Itzal Culler is not responsible for any harm or injury caused by using this nickname in the general vicinity of Thena.
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