Written By Branwen
Sept. 16, 2017, 3:05 p.m.(3/22/1007 AR)
Beware the quiet. For if what makes the sound despite the presence of humanity is suddenly without voice, surely nothing good lurks unseen to rob them of it.
Written By Octavia
Sept. 16, 2017, 2:36 p.m.(3/22/1007 AR)
So many books to read, so many clues to try to find... I don't know if I'll have any luck, but I can try, gods willing.
Written By Logan
Sept. 16, 2017, 12:26 p.m.(3/22/1007 AR)
Sons and daughters,
This is my first entry in Arx and I have to admit that I did not arrive under the best circumstances. You see, not all business is insured, even if you have all the silver to throw at it. There are other circumstances like abandoned raiders killing your business partners, that will throw a stick into your plans. After losing a considerable amount of personal wealth, I was left with no other choice but to write back home. I assure you, there was a lot of shame in my defeat but sometimes, the only thing left to do is reach out to your elders. So, under their advice and with only 34 silvers left in my pocket, I made my way back to Arx with the intent of reaching out to my house offices here about work.
If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, take a day or two before you report. Find a nice bar in the Ward of the Compact, pay your room with the pocket change in your purse and convince someone to buy you enough drinks to forget who you are. Then go take a swim in cold water, you do not want to appear all haggard when you present yourself to your house.
Love sincerely,
Your father.
This is my first entry in Arx and I have to admit that I did not arrive under the best circumstances. You see, not all business is insured, even if you have all the silver to throw at it. There are other circumstances like abandoned raiders killing your business partners, that will throw a stick into your plans. After losing a considerable amount of personal wealth, I was left with no other choice but to write back home. I assure you, there was a lot of shame in my defeat but sometimes, the only thing left to do is reach out to your elders. So, under their advice and with only 34 silvers left in my pocket, I made my way back to Arx with the intent of reaching out to my house offices here about work.
If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, take a day or two before you report. Find a nice bar in the Ward of the Compact, pay your room with the pocket change in your purse and convince someone to buy you enough drinks to forget who you are. Then go take a swim in cold water, you do not want to appear all haggard when you present yourself to your house.
Love sincerely,
Your father.
Written By Jhond
Sept. 16, 2017, 10:45 a.m.(3/22/1007 AR)
Beer paid, word send. Another adventure awaits.
Written By Jhond
Sept. 16, 2017, 10:45 a.m.(3/22/1007 AR)
well.. this should be interesting. Taken on to train someone that is used to getting their own way with a word. Maybe I'll live through it
Written By Edward
Sept. 16, 2017, 9:03 a.m.(3/22/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Melinda
You have come a long way since coming to Arx. It is good to see you moving into a new path and see you succeed.
Written By Caelis
Sept. 16, 2017, 4:17 a.m.(3/21/1007 AR)
I'm told weddings in Sanctum are on the arduous side, long, with lots of standing and kneeling. Let's hope my ribs have set by then. I worry for Duke Harald's state, there's only so much I can do with my limited medical training. But we all came home breathing, I will take that as a great victory with all said and done. I'm sure Edain will be relieved, I think I will neglect to mention all the death traps for his peace of mind.
May your hopes find safe harbors.
May your hopes find safe harbors.
Written By Audric
Sept. 16, 2017, 3:59 a.m.(3/21/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Harald
I didn't think I could like a man who - actually, I think he has a sense of humor. Also, he survived getting smacked by a giant swinging pillar and then slammed into a cliff. That's pretty neat.
Written By Silas
Sept. 16, 2017, 3:36 a.m.(3/21/1007 AR)
I have shown others the majesty of Oathlands chocolate today.
They're welcome.
They're welcome.
Written By Cristoph
Sept. 16, 2017, 12:50 a.m.(3/21/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
My mother is visiting this month. She hustled off this morning, she was excited to visit and read all of the white journals that she'd missed while in Artshall. She came back rather flustered after reading an entry of yours and told me "now don't you dare go talking like Prince Edain, I can't believe that young man putting that down in the journals for all to see!!!!!!!!!!"
Yes, all those exclamation points were necessary.
My mother is traumatized.
Yes, all those exclamation points were necessary.
My mother is traumatized.
Written By Victus
Sept. 15, 2017, 11:41 p.m.(3/21/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
The High Lord is right. He and I have been at each other's throats since I came to this city, years of rivalry and plenty of nasty shit has been sent flying at each other over the littlest things. I ain't much of a man for honor and fancy suits of armor, the Oathlands are fucking foreign as could be to me. But I don't consider myself a close-minded man nonetheless. Used to. Not anymore.
For what it's worth, I buried all of my troubles with Edain the day he asked me to duel in our final Rite to Gloria. He offered to bury the hatchet then and I've obliged. He is a Prince, he is my ally in the Compact and soon our family's will be connected as well. Whatever else comes between us I'm willing to face forward perhaps not as a friend, but as a man with respect for his equal.
For what it's worth, I buried all of my troubles with Edain the day he asked me to duel in our final Rite to Gloria. He offered to bury the hatchet then and I've obliged. He is a Prince, he is my ally in the Compact and soon our family's will be connected as well. Whatever else comes between us I'm willing to face forward perhaps not as a friend, but as a man with respect for his equal.
Written By Antonio
Sept. 15, 2017, 10:23 p.m.(3/21/1007 AR)
I'm off on to do my goddess' work. I hope I don't die.
Written By Magpie
Sept. 15, 2017, 4:51 p.m.(3/20/1007 AR)
Princess Reese gets insulted over a petty thing. (It's definitely petty) She responds to the petty thing with a challenge of a duel. (What nobles do)
Prince Fergus refuses to duel her because ... it's petty?
I really can't decide what the score is on this one, but I got Princess Reese those pink adornments and I'll be damned if I let my favorite customer get treated so badly.
I challenge Prince Fergus to a duel in defense of my customer and my craftwork! Who will champion me?!
(Yeah, I'm serious.)
Prince Fergus refuses to duel her because ... it's petty?
I really can't decide what the score is on this one, but I got Princess Reese those pink adornments and I'll be damned if I let my favorite customer get treated so badly.
I challenge Prince Fergus to a duel in defense of my customer and my craftwork! Who will champion me?!
(Yeah, I'm serious.)
Written By Driskell
Sept. 15, 2017, 4:17 p.m.(3/20/1007 AR)
There are things which even kings treasure more than all the dragonweep and star-forged weapons in the world: the counsel of true friends who are strong enough to give you wisdom and correction, the guiding hand of the Faith and a soul free from corruption.
Written By Ailith
Sept. 15, 2017, 3:53 p.m.(3/20/1007 AR)
As I consider these colorful journals, I am reminded of a day. The sun had yet to pierce the night sky. I left the safety of the Rectory, journeying to the beach to watch that shadowed unknown horizon. The waves lapped at my ankles while thoughts wandered to the threats of here and now. A chill set to my bones. And then it happened as though answering the prayer held at my throat.
Sunlight split the sky -- a welcome beacon of renewal from the Gods. Awed as I was by this wonder, I bathed in its vibrancy of pinks, reds, purples, and blues. My eyes widened in solemn joy to see ships set off to the seas baring colorful banners of all Houses.
To those of the Isles, see our glorious banners waving high and know the Compact comes. You are not alone in this fight. Witness the holiness of the Gods' gifts and clasp it close as a strengthening light to this darkness.
To our enemies, quiver to see we come. We will hold and push the line. It is not us who should fear but you.
Sometimes a color is just a color. To others, it's a signal we stand united against our enemies.
Sunlight split the sky -- a welcome beacon of renewal from the Gods. Awed as I was by this wonder, I bathed in its vibrancy of pinks, reds, purples, and blues. My eyes widened in solemn joy to see ships set off to the seas baring colorful banners of all Houses.
To those of the Isles, see our glorious banners waving high and know the Compact comes. You are not alone in this fight. Witness the holiness of the Gods' gifts and clasp it close as a strengthening light to this darkness.
To our enemies, quiver to see we come. We will hold and push the line. It is not us who should fear but you.
Sometimes a color is just a color. To others, it's a signal we stand united against our enemies.
Written By Rey
Sept. 15, 2017, 1:59 p.m.(3/20/1007 AR)
Last night, I dreamed that the moonlight was stolen from me. A hole opened up inside of me, but a man, radiant like a king, caught my hand before I fell. He tried to pull me up, but the light was gone, and I was dying... I was too heavy to lift. I begged him to let me go before he was drawn in by the dark, but his eyes blazed with resolve and his fingers were bands of iron.
And then other hands reached out, and I saw smiling faces that blazed with light. Was it my light? I wasn't falling down anymore. I was falling in another direction, because the world had been turned on its side. The people were gone. The king was gone. I was alone on a blasted landscape, and the hole had become a tunnel that yawned wide.
I didn't have the courage to go inside. Not alone.
And then other hands reached out, and I saw smiling faces that blazed with light. Was it my light? I wasn't falling down anymore. I was falling in another direction, because the world had been turned on its side. The people were gone. The king was gone. I was alone on a blasted landscape, and the hole had become a tunnel that yawned wide.
I didn't have the courage to go inside. Not alone.
Written By Talen
Sept. 15, 2017, 1:31 p.m.(3/20/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
I'm pretty sure that proverb is Lycene - stop stealing our words, plagiarist!
Written By Talen
Sept. 15, 2017, 1:31 p.m.(3/20/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
It stops the chafing under the leather, okay?
Written By Talen
Sept. 15, 2017, 1:31 p.m.(3/20/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
Mistress Petal does good work with your silks and lace, what can I say.
Written By Edward
Sept. 15, 2017, 10:32 a.m.(3/20/1007 AR)
Praise go Gloria and Princess Reese! Her pink don't stink!
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