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Written By Maeve

Sept. 24, 2017, 10:16 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

    Darkwater. This is exactly what it sounds like, but even worse. I visited the Darkwater and I will never return to that place again. The spirits on the winds even told me to never return. I concur. When our boat crossed the threshold of the Darkwater, I was lowered down in a net to gather a sample. I could see why a master apothecary was needed to collect the sample. Anyone without any alchemical knowledge would have been gripped by the vile substance and sucked down to drown under the waves. This was a truly humble and terrifying moment in my life. Though, I was successful in collecting this sample! I was cheered by the sailors!
    The victory was short lived. As we finished the collection of the sample, we suddenly realized that we were lost within the Darkwater. I hated it there. I could not hear the whispers of the spirits there. All I could hear was the slurping of the dark ichor against the boat. Princess Katarina got us out of there, but we first had to endure horrors. It whispered horrible things in our minds. We saw terrible visions. I saw into the maw of a giant kraken. The things I saw.. they haunt my dreams. I must find my peace once more. Some of the images are still burning in my mind.

Written By Esoka

Sept. 24, 2017, 10:12 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

I had a bracing, very enjoyable evening at the Hart with some of the city's finest warriors. I was honored to face Dame Alexis in the ring and came out the better, though Gloria's truth of it I think only because of a VERY lucky blow. Good drinks, good company, a little violence. A fine end to a fine week.

Written By Aislin

Sept. 24, 2017, 10:11 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

I wrote about this a while ago, but...

It's been pointed out to me that I'm a very different person within the city walls and outside them. In the walls, I tend to be formal and serious; to be aware of politics, and to quash my tendency to make jokes. To be very focused on the things that... well, we need to focus on. Gathering information, sharing it to those who need it, and organizing the Explorers.

Out in the wilderness—on expeditions—or in scenarios when I'm learning something new, I tend to be less formal, less stiff. More prone to crack a joke.

Out there, I tend to be the real Aislin, I suppose.

And I'm starting to realize perhaps I should try to find her even within the city walls. To break down the barriers I tend to have up while I'm here in Arx.

Habits are hard to break, however. Perhaps I need to find a few things that aren't... well, studying or discussing horrible apocalyptic scenarios, and do /something/ to unwind. A way to unwind that /isn't/ just going on expeditions.

(Gods... do I need a /hobby/?)

Written By Maeve

Sept. 24, 2017, 10:09 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

I really do loathe boats. I really do. There is just something about being able to plant my feet upon the ground and feel the earth between my toes. Despite loathing boats, the ocean itself actually does hold a beauty of it's own. It has spirits of it's own! There are spirits of the wind, of the waves, and of mysterious, terrifying, and beautiful things deep beneath the waves. I know these spirits are there. I heard them whispering on the winds. I must admit that I have a brand new respect for the ocean. Especially after the recent events that transpired out by Maelstrom.

Written By Sameera

Sept. 24, 2017, 10:08 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Time to decide what to do next. Perhaps I will focus on learning more of the Eurus side of myself.

Written By Sameera

Sept. 24, 2017, 10:07 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

*pages of sketches of jewelry*

Written By Sameera

Sept. 24, 2017, 10:07 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Peopling is difficult. Henrik is constantly making me do it.

Written By Brianna

Sept. 24, 2017, 10:02 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

I have a bottle of whiskey and an evening spent on the top of the world. The Spring winds are still cool up there.

Written By Alaric

Sept. 24, 2017, 9:39 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Symonesse

I am happiest for you most of all; I know how much this means to you.

I am also mildly apprehensive about the prospect of moving into the path of thousands of years of unleashed pent-up maternal desires, so please be gentle when I step into harm's way. The Compact worked very hard to bring me back from the Exsilium Noctis, after all.

Written By Merek

Sept. 24, 2017, 9:17 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Serafine

It was nice to catch up and spar with you. I hope you have been doing well enough. I know that I'm much different than when we first met, but I hope that we can call each other friend.

Written By Serafine

Sept. 24, 2017, 9:06 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Stopped by the Hart before my shift. Lovely fun, sparred with Merek. He's -greatly- improved in skill, he claims Luca's been helping him as well. Can't say I'm surprised, Luca's nimble as a cat and impossible to hit on a good day.

Written By Dante

Sept. 24, 2017, 9:03 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Getting drunk and fighting, what possibly could be any better than that? Valencia had a great idea when it came to such, and people seemed to be enjoying the good-natured fights, whether being part of or just spectating. I fought the healer Eirene, she impressed me with her skills as a fighter as well.

Written By Valerio

Sept. 24, 2017, 8:57 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Merek

My good man,

One rarely loses with alcohol! Just my opinion of course.

Written By Valerio

Sept. 24, 2017, 8:53 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

It occurs to me that I never had a chance to thank them fully in person. A night’s vigil at the statue of Mangata. For helping my friend without hesitation, I am forever grateful.

Princess Alarissa Thrax, Princess Denica Thrax. I am not the best with words, so please understand I mean my deepest heartfelt thanks.

Also not forgotten, and so very instrumental in the revitalization, my deepest appreciation for Merek Black, Oliver Coldrain, Petal Penrose.

All of you made it possible. Thank you.

Written By Khanne

Sept. 24, 2017, 8:47 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

I felt good about things on the island. Like we had made such great strides forward. What I saw on the way back....worries me. It sounds as if I was not alone in that dream. We have to keep working, work harder. We cannot let it come to fruition.

Written By Talen

Sept. 24, 2017, 8:12 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Darren

It wouldn't be fair to your Northern bears. He might drool on it.

Written By Talen

Sept. 24, 2017, 8:11 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

It has been a quiet week, where my attentions have been somewhat distracted. Fatherhood is apparently more time consuming than I first thought, when you're not ignoring you offspring.

Starting next week, my focus will resume to matters at hand, political and martial.

Written By Talen

Sept. 24, 2017, 8:09 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Eleyna

I'm not utterly irresponsible. It doesn't need to be a large knife, it can be a small one. It doesn't even need to be that sharp.

Written By Darren

Sept. 24, 2017, 8:09 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Talen

Everyone knows that a baby is not ready for knife fighting until it takes its first step.

Rolling over is a wrestling move and therefore should clearly be celebrated with baby's first bear brawl. Let me know if you want me to find a cub that would be an acceptable match for your little one.

Written By Eleyna

Sept. 24, 2017, 8:04 p.m.(4/11/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Talen

My husband seems to think that an infant rolling over means he is ready for fighting lessons and needs a knife.

For a three month old.

I believe he is out shopping for one now.

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