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Written By Joscelin

Oct. 15, 2016, 1:43 a.m.(11/6/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Blacktongue

Met this fascinating gentleman at the fountain in the city center while meeting the gem-merchant today. The Harlequin was a delight I've seen in my peripheral, it was good to actually exchange words with the man. That voice is a bit like a purr, I could probably listen to him read trading manifests and not get bored.

Also, he keeps his apples in strange places.

Written By Kima

Oct. 14, 2016, 11:31 p.m.(11/5/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Calypso

Calypso, Hadrian's older sister.

Growing up, we were not often in contact with one another. She was so thoroughly determined to transform the soldiers of Southport into her extended family and I with my eyes on an entirely different martial prize that we rarely had cause to interact. I recall her as a sombre young woman, however, endlessly re-enacting past battles, always looking for things that could have been done differently. Better.

There was a time when I wished my brother would have married her. They seemed more suited to one another than any other young woman that I could imagine at the time. Bear in mind I was very young, and notions of fancy - such as marrying far above our modest rank as well as riding high upon the back of a dragon - were not unfamiliar to me.

It is good that Calypso is here in Arx. She is a grounded and stable individual, and will do both the Duke and House Malvici proud.

Written By Kima

Oct. 14, 2016, 11:22 p.m.(11/5/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Saedrus

I am not certain many of my peers, save for those in far-flung, and more rugged regions that sport a smaller populace, can say that they know their commoners half so well as we Saiks. The Cicisbeos have tended to our vineyards for several generations, and though Saedrus has chosen a different path from that of his ancestors, his five sisters remain. (Though technically they've all married into other families).

He serves my House in a new capacity now. One I dare say papa ever expected. Imagine, a Saik with their own courtesan. Eos has stood in as his patron, though I can only imagine this is in hopes of smoothing his less than socially adept rough edges.

If anyone can, it is Saedrus.

Written By Valkieri

Oct. 14, 2016, 6:28 p.m.(11/5/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Dawn

I feel myself in some danger here.

I know that I have little feeling in between nothing and everything. I know. I have been aware of it most of my life, although I have often felt powerless to control it. I grew up wondering if others just felt less or were simply far more talented at controlling themselves. As a man grown now, I find it is something of both.

I can recognize my own feelings now. It is not the first time I have found myself suddenly so aware every time I'm in the same room as someone. Intensely conscious of gestures I have difficulty tearing my gaze from. When I was a boy, such fancies were of little consequence: in some cases, they were satisfied by a season's fling and a rush of youthful intemperance with no future. In adulthood, they come rarer, and now they can bear the weight of my own expectation.

Would I be satisfied to simply spend a season with her, being as intemperate as we might chance for a few months? It is possible. An actual match with the lady -- that is more complicated. Were she recognized, I might hesitate less; as an heir to House Grayson, her appeal would be not only personal, but political. But as Voice, with no security in her current position were the Crown to come to a vote...

And then there is the matter Cara has spoken of.

Lady Dawn may perhaps be the most endangered person in the entire Realm. From all sides. If I listened only to the strength of my passions, I would simply cleave to her, offering whatever protections I might, making her struggles my own. And perhaps there might be value in becoming her quiet ally. Gemecitta is far from powerless here, and we may be able to help secure her continued position. Perhaps. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

I talk well, do I not? All I want to do is kiss the lady.

*released black journal as stipulated by the will of the deceased*

Written By Blacktongue

Oct. 14, 2016, 4:18 p.m.(11/5/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Talen

The nephew, now Sword of Velenosa. I have always been fond of him and always will. Like his father before him, he has a sense of duty and tightened jaw seriousness that requires my constant attentions to keep him in good humor - never publicly of course. We can't tarnish that blackened steel veneer with a smile.

The Duke may have been tasked with his upbringing, my brother's last wish, but it doesn't mean I don't feel a touch of responsibility for the boy. Blood is blood.

Written By Cicero

Oct. 14, 2016, 11:31 a.m.(11/4/1004 AR)

Simple beach visit
Unexpected Rendezvous
No bluebells were packed.

Written By Lydia

Oct. 14, 2016, 10 a.m.(11/4/1004 AR)

I attended the Golden Arrow competition on my own, but was soon joined by my grandfather, Prince Augustus, Lady General Calypso Malvici, Princess Natalia Grayson, and later on, Master Rook.

The competition itself was a lively thing, if short, with Princess Deva shooting well, but the Prodigal took home the prize in the end.

Our booth was also quite lively, for all of grandfather's dourness. I made quite a connection with Princess Natalia and I believe we will be spending more time together in the future. The only downside to the evening came at the end when Master Rook joined us. I've always been fond of his company in the past, but he spoke quite rudely to Grandfather and seems unapologetic for it. I'm afraid that I will have to cancel the outing he had promised to take me on.

Written By Lydia

Oct. 14, 2016, 9:53 a.m.(11/4/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Augustus

My grandfather has come to the city, finally!

In many ways, I've felt so adrift the past few years and I hope that he is the rock I need in so many ways - at least until my mother decides to join us.

We have already had a couple of talks, and he has helped guide me through some touchy subjects. He may be all dour and gruff, but that's only because he's seen more and knows more than most.

Written By Victus

Oct. 14, 2016, 6:48 a.m.(11/3/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Saedrus

There are ways a man can take to escape the drudgery of a peasant life.

In Thrax you pick up the sword. From mercenary bands to noble households, to serving aboard our ships. With time and skill, a man can become something no matter the origin of his birth.

In Lycene I suppose you dress yourself in silks like a fucking woman and laze about while selling your company to the desperately lonely.

Written By Tobias

Oct. 14, 2016, 6 a.m.(11/3/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Alrec

Hit a nerve on the first meeting, hopefully we can try to make amends eventually.

Written By Tobias

Oct. 14, 2016, 5:59 a.m.(11/3/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Rook

Has contracted long term retainers with their own tabards. So far, no complaints.

Written By Joscelin

Oct. 13, 2016, 11:24 p.m.(11/2/1004 AR)

I am a woman blessed with many, many things. Generous clients, a wonderful patron, a roof over my head that is mine and mine alone, a place to work, hands that listen to me and my inspirations, and amazing, fantastic friends who are also quite generous with their time and words of encouragement.

As for the competition, I couldn't be more pleased, save if we'd had more competitors! But there's always next time, and maybe word of the prize will circulate and others will feel the itch to compete.

And my dear, wonderful peer, Silas Mercier, who is the soul of discretion, encouraged me and didn't once mock me, nor did he tell the world of my nerves, or... my ..



I'm sorry, scholar. He said what?

Written By Aureth

Oct. 13, 2016, 11:05 p.m.(11/2/1004 AR)

I attended the archery competition and, to the surprise of every Grayhope who has ever seen me shoot, participated in it.

There is a reason why I was never a hunter nor a soldier. If it hadn't been Mistress Arterius's competition, I would probably not have been willing to so embarrass myself in public. (What am I saying? I am a diviner and entertainer. Embarrassing myself in public is my profession.)

But considering my mother's attempts to embarrass her on my behalf, it only seems fair that I make a jape of myself for all and sundry in her honor.

All in all, I regret nothing.

When I read Viktarkim's future, I did not foresee his victory today, but it was a very beautiful shot.

Written By Silas

Oct. 13, 2016, 10:15 p.m.(11/2/1004 AR)

After much fretting and promising she was going to puke, Mistress Joscelin managed to host her first event with much praise. There was some commotion in the stands, but I assured her it wasn't anything to get sidetracked by. Master Viktarkim secured his victory with a flawless bullseye, and to him went the grandoise rubicund bow Mistress Joscelin somehow managed to procure; a wonderful finish, if I may say so.

Mistress Joscelin has expressed interest in holding an archery contest again in the future. I will be happy to help her if our schedules permit it.

I have also acquired the patronage of Prince Augustus Grayson. I had finished the furniture he ordered promptly and he was quite pleased with my work, so I approached him after word reached be that he was in the market for a crafter protege. It will be a fortuitous union for the both of us.

Now, I have several sculptures to carve. The versatility of carpentry ensures I will always have something to do - meaning my skill will never rust.

Written By Eos

Oct. 13, 2016, 10:12 a.m.(11/1/1004 AR)

My days routinely consist of training and riding. I am as fit as the next career fighter. I did not expect much out of this week of exercises to tax me, but after training on uneven terrain alongside many of the soldiers, my calves remind me that routine is the enemy of progress. My legs were not accustomed to the incline and shifting footing and complain for it today.

The exercises have carried on without any major scuffles. There have been a few cases of clashing heads, mostly among the older soldiers with years enough to hold deeply held grudges, but on the whole I am pleased to find those troops present working well together.

Of the exercises I have personally attended, there was the uneven terrain combat, having been undertaken on wooden slopes and rocky mounds set up for the day in the tournament grounds. The northern soldiers much accustomed to such terrain had much to teach the south. The slopes were repurposed from the previous day's cavalry exercises, focusing on maneuvering through narrow walled passes and making the most of a mount's training in tight confines. This was a challenge for most when an open field is the chief domain of the mounted combatant. I have arranged for the archers to have their accuracy tested with swift and flighted targets by means of painted pigeon. What they fall before they cross the Seawatch Walls will be put to use for stew to feed the men. This weekend will be dedicated to drills made by the darkness of night.

Between the exercises I have had the opportunity to view some of the smaller demonstrations. I took in a pikeman display at the training grounds that was significantly more practical and technical than the boastful and theatrical duels I caught in different wards held more for the entertainment of the citizens.

I have left this evening free of any demand on the soldiers, to take rest, drink, and to fill the stands at the archery competition.

Written By Eos

Oct. 13, 2016, 9:45 a.m.(11/1/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Saedrus

Luck finds me with Saedrus' return to Arx. He has always had the most unnaturally impeccable timing. I am not poet enough to know the appropriate words to describe the man, so I will say nothing more than he is singular in the world, a soul without like. I have taken him on in the official capacity as my protege, to play the more socially graced and learned extension of myself in the world. There has never been so simple and doubtless a call to make as extending the offer of patronage to one of Saikland's finest.

Written By Augustus

Oct. 13, 2016, 7:10 a.m.(10/28/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Lydia

It is not often that a man in my position has moments for quiet conversation and reflection. Those moments, though all too brief, are seldom better shared than with my granddaughter Lydia.

I am most proud of her, perhaps more proud of her than of the rest of my progeny. She has a shrewd head on her shoulders, though it is doubtful that she would allow others to think so.

She is more like me than anyone would care to admit. Especially when one considers what many think of *me*.

Written By Natalia

Oct. 13, 2016, 2:55 a.m.(10/28/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Gareth

My brother has picked a path I would not have thought, but it serves him well. I find that while we are not as we once were, we are still dueling sides of the same coin.

Written By Myrinda

Oct. 13, 2016, 2:05 a.m.(10/28/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Audric

It really was the most ridiculous commission. If the man hadn't overpaid me by so much, I wouldn't have even taken it. I still likely shouldn't.

The man may have more money than he knows what to do with, but he has no sense or fashion taste.

Written By Samantha

Oct. 12, 2016, 12:35 p.m.(10/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Iona

As Duke Gabriel served to be a surrogate father, Duchess Iona was my mother in much the same way. If one were to point at the most influential person in making me the person I am today, it is her. By her example, I found my voice to speak for the people. I hope she is proud of me, and I hope I never do anything to destroy that sense of pride.

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