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Written By Gwenna

Aug. 7, 2022, 4:15 p.m.(2/27/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Felicia

I did not know Dame Felicia incredibly well, but I would certainly call us more than acquaintances. She struck me as someone who managed to be both incredibly practical and yet would run into a fire if a situation necessitated it. I did, in fact, quite literally see her run into a fire. She was very passionate about her family and their well-being; she reminded me of a mother bear, like the ones we so often see in the Northlands. I am grateful to have gotten to know her and some of her history, and feel honored that she even put some trust in me.

Written By Cassiopeia

Aug. 7, 2022, 4:08 p.m.(2/27/1018 AR)

There are days that winter feels endless. It is like the cold will never cease and the snow might just stay forever. Yet, there is comfort in knowing, this will pass, everything changes, just give it another day. And another. And another.

Written By Cambria

Aug. 7, 2022, 1:37 p.m.(2/27/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Hadrian

Of course, it is only too easy to get caught up dwelling over the past, rather than simply reminiscing. You remember only the good times, or else only the bad, ignoring that life then was much as it is now - full of both. You miss out on the present, forever comparing it to what was, especially when comparing it to the fabled good old days.

Perhaps those days were better than the ones now, but that is no reason to ignore what happiness the present affords you.

I'm sorry that I have been terribly guilty of this.

Written By Cambria

Aug. 7, 2022, 1:23 p.m.(2/27/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

There are indeed times I miss the people we used to be.

Written By Triton

Aug. 7, 2022, 12:25 p.m.(2/27/1018 AR)

No news this week. We are taking it slow and resting up. I feel rested, but it is a nice change of pace. Weapons sharpened, armor cleaned, dog exercised, crow...fed? In any case, no dreams and no drama.

Written By Aisha

Aug. 7, 2022, 12:07 p.m.(2/26/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Ilira

I confess that there are times when I feel adrift, when I wonder whether I am, truly, doing my best, or even whether it matters. I am certain that many people feel this sort of tumult at times, and for the most part, it always passes.

I say this, not to complain, but as a backdrop for last evening, when I entered the Queensrest Inn and renewed a most delightful acquaintance. Is there anything more exciting than to find someone who may know the same truths that you do, even if they might see them in a different way?

Tumult eases again into the calmer swell of deep waters. Much as shadows are all but banished by brilliant light.

Written By Jaenelle

Aug. 7, 2022, 11:03 a.m.(2/26/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

I think about them often. I hope they would be proud of us.

Written By Mabelle

Aug. 7, 2022, 9:27 a.m.(2/26/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Lucie

My cousin Lucie has arrived to the city. It finally feels like the mansion is returning to life bit by bit.
Now if I put a bear in front of Eiran's room, I should place a tiger in front of hers.

Written By Mabelle

Aug. 7, 2022, 9:20 a.m.(2/26/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Felicia

I'm not surprised she passed onto the wheel a hero. No one should be.

Written By Lucie

Aug. 7, 2022, 8:31 a.m.(2/26/1018 AR)

It's not like me to be unsure of myself, even for a moment. But here I am, tracking fresh mud from the Oathlands all over this nice city, sleeping in a suite instead of under a blanket of stars, and setting off in the morning without my sword on my back. But I am adjusting rapidly to city life. Before long I will be just as comfortable wearing silks and furs as steel and leather once again. After all, today is for living!

Written By Raven

Aug. 7, 2022, 1:22 a.m.(2/26/1018 AR)

I met a most interesting Prince today. With a most unusual companion.

Written By Victus

Aug. 7, 2022, 12:26 a.m.(2/26/1018 AR)

There are times when I miss the people we used to be.

Written By Denica

Aug. 7, 2022, 12:03 a.m.(2/25/1018 AR)

Nothing can hold you back when love ignites you.

Written By Felicia

Aug. 6, 2022, 11:35 p.m.(2/25/1018 AR)

In event of my death:-

I don't care for white journals. Haven't for a long time. My thoughts are between me and Vellichor and that's how they're going to remain. But in event of my death, there's a few things that those poor few of you who care what I think should know.

Fight. Fight for what is right with all that you have, and all that you are. Choose Gloria, not cowardice. Choose Limerance, not fear. There are things more marvellous and terrible in this world than most can imagine, or will see. We don't remember the heroes of the past for their pragmatic choices. The safe choices. The smart choices. We remember them for the times where they decided that Abyss be damned and to do it anyways.

It's those last choices, that will make the Dream remember you. That will entertain the Mother of Beginnings and Queen of Endings when you return to Her. So that the threads of your current lives may be taken to weave future lives. There's no point to fearing Death, She will come for us all in our time, but when you return to the Shining Lands let it be with a tale to make Her smile.

So do not weep. Do not rage. Drink. Be merry. Share tales of your adventures and mine, and for the love of the gods, let me sleep!

Felicia Harrow
Scion of House Harrow
First Among the Unchained

Written By Thea

Aug. 6, 2022, 5:05 p.m.(2/25/1018 AR)

2 out of 2. I can finally relax....A touch. It doesn't help the anger I feel, boiling at the surface.

Written By Martino

Aug. 6, 2022, 5:50 a.m.(2/24/1018 AR)

Those dreams that are vivid, prophetic almost, linger with you for days after. Repeating themselves in thoughts and unable to be drowned out.

Written By Medeia

Aug. 5, 2022, 6:59 p.m.(2/23/1018 AR)

I have been to battle, before. I have fought, and I have tended the wounds after, and I have seen bodies laid to rest when necessary. None of it prepared me for what we faced at Redreef Shores. I could make excuses - any of us could. But the truth is this: Those who follow Dagon, and Ivan before him, feel empowered to brutality by their cause.

We have seen this time and again over the last few years. They claim love of the gods but dishonorably attacked our capitol and slaughtered the dominus. They aided foreign armies devoted to slavery against us at Pieros. They did not relent in their attack to spare the Mercies. The losses suffered at Redreef Shores were gutwrenching. I may never forgive myself for foolishly encouraging Eswynder warriors to continue to defend that beach against Nightcove. Hundreds of lives were lost. Hundreds more will grieve those losses.

And I will be haunted by the memory of bodies left broken on land. The only way I can think to begin to make right what was done is to ensure that every survivor that was taken as a thrall is released from the traitors' grasp.

We must not let them burn everything in their path.

Written By Tesha

Aug. 5, 2022, 3:55 p.m.(2/23/1018 AR)

I have spent my life wishing upon stars and telling my secrets to the moon.

...So if you ever feel lost or in need of a friend, look to the night sky. It knows you well.

Written By Ripley

Aug. 5, 2022, 1:40 p.m.(2/23/1018 AR)

Winter's been cold. Toad and I have been holed up in the shop where it's warmer. Much warmer. Or I trudge home and hole up there. All the snow. Toad still has the boots from Princess Keely and I put them on him to protect his paws. He wears my Caprice's scarf too because he gets so cold. Or well, he thinks he gets cold. I think Toad just likes wearing the boots and the scarf.

I haven't been making much. Nothings coming to me. I'm not down in the dark I'm just... not in the dark. So instead of giving all my materials away and throwing them in the street like I have in the past, I gave all my silver to the crown council. They can use it to help with this winter and those in need in the lowers. My people. I can make more. I've already made more again. I always make more.

Written By Caspian

Aug. 5, 2022, 10:43 a.m.(2/22/1018 AR)

im so thankful that lady medeia was returned safely! with all the death and sorrow this war leaves in its wake, its good to find the moments we can truly celebrate and be happy!

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