Written By Merek
Feb. 14, 2017, 12:46 p.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcelia
A curious noblewoman that seems a bit different than most. But that isn't necessarily a bad thing. In any case, might see more of her at the shop.
Written By Joscelin
Feb. 14, 2017, 12:09 p.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Felix
I can't give you what you deserve.
And I am sorry for it.
And I am sorry for it.
Written By Eirene
Feb. 14, 2017, 11:29 a.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
After Action Report:
We lost so many but it was to be expected. My lads and lasses - I could not be more proud of them and the vicious often mean spirited training I put them through. Embedding them in other units was the right decision. Going myself to the fronts to lead and assist was the right decision.
Our losses were vastly reduced thanks to their tireless efforts to evac and defend their patients. Thousands of men and women will make it home to their families thanks to the medics me and mine have trained and prepared for such an occasion. Had we not spread the Phoenixes out, had I not set my units to protect and defend we would have lost many many more. I doubt any will truly know what a bloodbath we averted but I am proud. Gloria and Lagoma will see what we have done and I hope the bitches are proud too.
And as I expected, the fucking Gods forsaken shavs broke into through triage lines. THAT is why my medics fight. THAT is why I was there myself. Why I train both body and mind to heal and harm. I hadn't taken a field command of soldiers in ages, not since the skirmish on the Yellow Field. But when I saw the lines break I rallied everyone who could stand and those who couldn't grabbed a bow. My lads and lassies set down their instruments of care and went for their blades. We pushed those fuckers back until the cavalry could round about and reestablish the lines. I held that pig-fucking wave off and kept our wounded from being massacred in their sick beds. We made sure the Mercies could do their duties by doing ours.
Neither by Chance nor by Fate. We take matters into our own hands and deal with things the best way we know how. And by doing so, countless lives have been saved.
I do not consider this a victory but I do not consider it a loss. We have much work to do because there's thousands more left out there.
We lost so many but it was to be expected. My lads and lasses - I could not be more proud of them and the vicious often mean spirited training I put them through. Embedding them in other units was the right decision. Going myself to the fronts to lead and assist was the right decision.
Our losses were vastly reduced thanks to their tireless efforts to evac and defend their patients. Thousands of men and women will make it home to their families thanks to the medics me and mine have trained and prepared for such an occasion. Had we not spread the Phoenixes out, had I not set my units to protect and defend we would have lost many many more. I doubt any will truly know what a bloodbath we averted but I am proud. Gloria and Lagoma will see what we have done and I hope the bitches are proud too.
And as I expected, the fucking Gods forsaken shavs broke into through triage lines. THAT is why my medics fight. THAT is why I was there myself. Why I train both body and mind to heal and harm. I hadn't taken a field command of soldiers in ages, not since the skirmish on the Yellow Field. But when I saw the lines break I rallied everyone who could stand and those who couldn't grabbed a bow. My lads and lassies set down their instruments of care and went for their blades. We pushed those fuckers back until the cavalry could round about and reestablish the lines. I held that pig-fucking wave off and kept our wounded from being massacred in their sick beds. We made sure the Mercies could do their duties by doing ours.
Neither by Chance nor by Fate. We take matters into our own hands and deal with things the best way we know how. And by doing so, countless lives have been saved.
I do not consider this a victory but I do not consider it a loss. We have much work to do because there's thousands more left out there.
Written By Dagon
Feb. 14, 2017, 11:27 a.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
Rest easily, Duchess. We enjoyed many pleasant conversations and I will always be grateful for those moments. You were a friend, and I will miss you.
Written By Acacia
Feb. 14, 2017, 11:21 a.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
The Duchess Nadia began making waves within Arx the minute she arrived. Beneath the ease in which she carried herself gracefully and fluidly revolved around social circles, there was a polished and subtle cunning that was easily overlooked. She was certainly one of those to ever keep an eye on. Her loss will surely be felt by many.
Written By Reese
Feb. 14, 2017, 11:20 a.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
Nadia, my cousin of rose-gold will be greatly missed by all who knew her, myself certainly included
Her beauty, wisdom and intelligence can never be replaced
And her sacrifice will never be forgotten.
She died so that others may yet live
Her beauty, wisdom and intelligence can never be replaced
And her sacrifice will never be forgotten.
She died so that others may yet live
Written By Ida
Feb. 14, 2017, 10:56 a.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
The Duchness Nadia Nightgold was one of my earliest customers when I first opened my shop in Arx, not having been in the city long myself. So vivacious and sure of what she wanted, she made crafting for her a genuine joy. A true warrior, too, she brought her fellow warriors to me for some of their own arms. I was so honored by that, and each of her visits or kind words. Arx is a little darker for me without her vibrant presence and spirit.
Written By Merek
Feb. 14, 2017, 10:55 a.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Luna
Met Luna with Princess Valencia once, and now once more at the Thrax Ward Inn. I'm helping her a bit until she can get on her feet. She has a lovely bear that follows her around. She is looking for her family, and I hope that I can assist.
Written By Jasher
Feb. 14, 2017, 10:45 a.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
It was suggested that I relate this story so that it would be on record in the Archive. Having given it some thought, I agree. There should be a record of it. To those who'll say it's just a story, I say this: it is no story. It is fact and I swear by the gods that it happened as I put forth.
When I was a boy, I saw the kraken. I was not a fanciful child and I was old enough to know what I saw. There is no other creature to compare to it so there could be no mistake. The creature rose from the water and attacked a Thrax ship. Its tentacles, of which there were many, wrapped around the sailors and dragged them into its mouth which was easily twice the size of the largest man on board. Their weapons were useless against it and it made short work of them. Soon enough, every man on board was gone, devoured by the creature. And then it left, leaving the ship to drift, without a crew, at the mercy of the wind and currents.
The kraken is real. If your ship is attacked by it, I wish you luck and give you this advice: don't waste your time on the tentacles. If it has risen above the water, cast your spears and aim your arrows at its eyes. If you have flaming pitch, use it. Act quickly and without hesitation before it is too late. You won't kill the beast but maybe you can drive it off before the last of you is dead. May Mangata bless you.
When I was a boy, I saw the kraken. I was not a fanciful child and I was old enough to know what I saw. There is no other creature to compare to it so there could be no mistake. The creature rose from the water and attacked a Thrax ship. Its tentacles, of which there were many, wrapped around the sailors and dragged them into its mouth which was easily twice the size of the largest man on board. Their weapons were useless against it and it made short work of them. Soon enough, every man on board was gone, devoured by the creature. And then it left, leaving the ship to drift, without a crew, at the mercy of the wind and currents.
The kraken is real. If your ship is attacked by it, I wish you luck and give you this advice: don't waste your time on the tentacles. If it has risen above the water, cast your spears and aim your arrows at its eyes. If you have flaming pitch, use it. Act quickly and without hesitation before it is too late. You won't kill the beast but maybe you can drive it off before the last of you is dead. May Mangata bless you.
Written By Silas
Feb. 14, 2017, 10:41 a.m.(12/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
You were one of the few souls who could persuade me to consume curry.
I am safe from your charms now, but you will be sorely missed.
I am safe from your charms now, but you will be sorely missed.
Written By Rainier
Feb. 14, 2017, 9:38 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Evaine
Although she was not the nimblest in the bunch, nor the strongest, she had a cool head and kept it throughout a crisis - even an artificial one. She refused to participate in glory-seeking once a line was crossed and stood her ground; I like that. If this lady can help keep heads from cracking and not merely applying salves on them after the fact, perhaps she can be of some help.
Written By Rainier
Feb. 14, 2017, 9:36 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Orathy
There is ever a thin line to divide the brave from the reckless and this one crossed it back and forth. There is honor in seeking a prize and accomplishing a hard task but the risk must be balanced against the benefit; a cracked skull helps no one. Still, he lived to tell the tale - if he can remember it once the bruises go away - and that, too, speaks for itself.
Written By Tobias
Feb. 14, 2017, 9:26 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Whatever his personal failings, Father was still an excellent martial teacher. One of his many lessons is very relevant to recent events: War is loss. Strategy is about making those losses matter.
While we Crimson Blades did not suffer any losses during the Battle of Pridehall, we did manage to keep the peace with minimal losses. Those that did suffer during the unrest and the fighting; I mourn with you, but I look forward to making those losses matter.
While we Crimson Blades did not suffer any losses during the Battle of Pridehall, we did manage to keep the peace with minimal losses. Those that did suffer during the unrest and the fighting; I mourn with you, but I look forward to making those losses matter.
Written By Agnarr
Feb. 14, 2017, 8:22 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
Shame about the Few you sent with me - most of them would have come back in more pieces than I started with. Had to cure and bury them. Next time, one who doesn't knock me off balance with his spear might be better.
Written By Alis
Feb. 14, 2017, 4:26 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
My sister-in-arms, taken from us. Just days earlier we laughed and spoke of pleasant things, finally able to take some time from our duties to indulge in a bit of overdue pampering together. A memory I will now treasure and hold dear to me, when I think of you.
My brave warrior friend, we promised to show everyone that being small does not mean we are not mighty. And you have without a doubt shown all of Avrum how true that is. I can only wish that it did not come with such a terrible cost. I will see justice for you, Nadia. As many in the next battle that can be felled by my command or my weapon, will be for you.
My brave warrior friend, we promised to show everyone that being small does not mean we are not mighty. And you have without a doubt shown all of Avrum how true that is. I can only wish that it did not come with such a terrible cost. I will see justice for you, Nadia. As many in the next battle that can be felled by my command or my weapon, will be for you.
Written By Inigo
Feb. 14, 2017, 4:12 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
We came back, at terrible cost we came back...
There are words that will never get the chance to be whispered, visions that will never be appreciated, experiences never had...
The final sacrifices given to make the world a brighter place than before, beating back the darkness if but for a time.
There are words that will never get the chance to be whispered, visions that will never be appreciated, experiences never had...
The final sacrifices given to make the world a brighter place than before, beating back the darkness if but for a time.
Written By Preston
Feb. 14, 2017, 3:29 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Aldwin
The armies of the Compact marched against evil.
They prevailed, but at terrible cost.
Where, I ask, were my brothers and sisters?
It is not an accusation: I know no Templar who would not have stood against the horde.
There has been tension between man and Faith of late: and I caused part of it.
For this I apologize.
But we must look forward, to the real foe.
And by any of you I would stand, blades in hand, and fight, and put my life before yours.
Most Holy,
I beseech you. Order the Templar against the foes of man that we may stand brother to brother, sister to sister, against the darkness, in the name of the gods, in the name of the Justice of the Sentinel, the Charity of Gild, the Honor of Gloria, the Hope of Lagoma, the Wild of Petrichor, the Life of Mangata, the Wisdom of Vellichor, and the Insight of Jayus.
And, of course, the Fidelity of Limerance, for though no law binds it, the fidelity between man and Faith is as great as any.
And I pray to all you gods to know, remembered, forgotten, and the Thirteenth who watches from beyond: the Templar are ready to fight true.
They prevailed, but at terrible cost.
Where, I ask, were my brothers and sisters?
It is not an accusation: I know no Templar who would not have stood against the horde.
There has been tension between man and Faith of late: and I caused part of it.
For this I apologize.
But we must look forward, to the real foe.
And by any of you I would stand, blades in hand, and fight, and put my life before yours.
Most Holy,
I beseech you. Order the Templar against the foes of man that we may stand brother to brother, sister to sister, against the darkness, in the name of the gods, in the name of the Justice of the Sentinel, the Charity of Gild, the Honor of Gloria, the Hope of Lagoma, the Wild of Petrichor, the Life of Mangata, the Wisdom of Vellichor, and the Insight of Jayus.
And, of course, the Fidelity of Limerance, for though no law binds it, the fidelity between man and Faith is as great as any.
And I pray to all you gods to know, remembered, forgotten, and the Thirteenth who watches from beyond: the Templar are ready to fight true.
Written By Rymarr
Feb. 14, 2017, 2:56 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
It is not often that I write openly of those who have fallen or otherwise left our mortal presence.
I make an exception to this usual standard only because it was only a few short days ago it feels like, that I met Duchess Nadia Nightgold. She had sent a letter to me, advising me that she wished to meet with me, and share a drink. A most peculiar request, coming from a lady of such high station. It is not often that I receive a personal letter requesting an opportunity to meet, drink, and generally socialize. As a result, I accepted. I was intrigued to know more of this stranger who wished to know me.
She came upon the palace gates just before sunset. The knights of the King's Own there inspected her for any manner of contraband that is not permitted within the palace grounds. Reportedly the Duchess carried with her an arsenal of weaponry, of which she began to voluntarily offload into the waiting arms of the knights there. Amusing, to be sure. Then she was escorted to myself to share the drink that she had requested.
We had wine that evening within the palace gardens, a place with a spectacular view. The sun was in the midst of setting and the moon rising on the opposite end of the horizon. We met, we spoke, we shared a moment for two strangers to finally clear the obscuring fog of routines and schedules. It was an honor and privilege to have met the Duchess and it pains me to know that I will have no such opportunity again. I will in no way make a claim to being her newest best friend or even that I knew her well, but I do recognize the sense of loss that comes with only just meeting someone you found likable and then only find that no such chance will be available going forward.
My condolences and prayers are with the entirety of House Nightgold. I hope, with all of my being, that you may have your vengeance at the loss of kin and devoted servant of the Compact.
Our enemies have robbed us of yet another and it is only proof that unity must prevail.
I make an exception to this usual standard only because it was only a few short days ago it feels like, that I met Duchess Nadia Nightgold. She had sent a letter to me, advising me that she wished to meet with me, and share a drink. A most peculiar request, coming from a lady of such high station. It is not often that I receive a personal letter requesting an opportunity to meet, drink, and generally socialize. As a result, I accepted. I was intrigued to know more of this stranger who wished to know me.
She came upon the palace gates just before sunset. The knights of the King's Own there inspected her for any manner of contraband that is not permitted within the palace grounds. Reportedly the Duchess carried with her an arsenal of weaponry, of which she began to voluntarily offload into the waiting arms of the knights there. Amusing, to be sure. Then she was escorted to myself to share the drink that she had requested.
We had wine that evening within the palace gardens, a place with a spectacular view. The sun was in the midst of setting and the moon rising on the opposite end of the horizon. We met, we spoke, we shared a moment for two strangers to finally clear the obscuring fog of routines and schedules. It was an honor and privilege to have met the Duchess and it pains me to know that I will have no such opportunity again. I will in no way make a claim to being her newest best friend or even that I knew her well, but I do recognize the sense of loss that comes with only just meeting someone you found likable and then only find that no such chance will be available going forward.
My condolences and prayers are with the entirety of House Nightgold. I hope, with all of my being, that you may have your vengeance at the loss of kin and devoted servant of the Compact.
Our enemies have robbed us of yet another and it is only proof that unity must prevail.
Written By Valerius
Feb. 14, 2017, 2:24 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Nadia
I swear to the Gods, the Spirits, and anyone else that might listen: if I meet one of the things that killed my friend, I will tear it apart with my bare fucking hands.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 14, 2017, 2:22 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Pietro
Here I am now, hollow;
No heart beats within my chest.
He has gone where I cannot follow.
He has left my head full of unrest.
Here I am now, fallow;
No heart lives within my breast.
He has gone and left me sorrow.
He has taken of me the best.
Here I am now, barren;
No warmth within my skin.
He has gone and left me in famine.
He was the joy I held within.
Here I am...
He is not.
No heart beats within my chest.
He has gone where I cannot follow.
He has left my head full of unrest.
Here I am now, fallow;
No heart lives within my breast.
He has gone and left me sorrow.
He has taken of me the best.
Here I am now, barren;
No warmth within my skin.
He has gone and left me in famine.
He was the joy I held within.
Here I am...
He is not.
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