Written By Ainsley
Jan. 3, 2017, 12:28 p.m.(7/23/1005 AR)
Oh, well, all is worth it to make certain that Alejandra didn't get crushed. Better my ribs than hers.
Written By Eirene
Jan. 3, 2017, 11:10 a.m.(7/23/1005 AR)
Sometimes I just want to crawl back into bed with a bottle and say fuck it to everything, but I have enemies to kill and friends to avenge and the whole damn world to protect.
Written By Alarie
Jan. 3, 2017, 10:59 a.m.(7/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Jareth
Written By Bethany
Jan. 3, 2017, 10:42 a.m.(7/22/1005 AR)
We guard against darkness
(I wonder, still, about the unsigned letters.)
Written By Denica
Jan. 3, 2017, 3:09 a.m.(7/22/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Max
((The fine vellum has written upon it some looping script, rather more sloppy than other entries.))
    Lest I never write another page in this volume, I must resist the hesitation to add the most trite or insignificant events. Therefore, a recording of a visit to the Ebb commences hereto forth:
    I gave my guards the slip, no easy feat, and I must take a moment to bask in that achievement, brief though it was. I was so very grateful to have left the crusty castle of my youth, only to fall into the cloying care of six guards, whom I assume my lord grandfather has set upon me for reasons doublefold: to keep me from trouble, and trouble from me.
    'Tis a shame I'm so wed to it.
    Aye, I gave them the slip and found myself at the Ebb, whereupon I took drink with the Count Maximillian and a Miss Alarie under the premise of being a commoner. 'Tis nice, sometimes, to hear what frank words spill out from others when you are not so shielded from it by nature of your blood. Even still, my heckles raise at foul language, and I felt blood come to my cheeks at some minor insult I came to bear. I imagine the cheap drink had something to do with it. A fun time it was all the same, to feel a whiff of autonomy, even at the cost of the silliness I promised myself to swallow. 'Tis such a very big thing to swallow! I might choke upon it!
    Yours Most Devilishly,
    Princess Denica
Written By Lianne
Jan. 3, 2017, 3:06 a.m.(7/22/1005 AR)
Still, I find myself in high spirits, my heart light, my smile easy. These are small blessings, those few happy things which fill my head, but I am grateful for each and every one.
For the smoke on the water.
For the fur on my dress.
For the promise of something new.
For the stargazing and chocolate.
For the strength and grace.
For the advice which set me straight.
It will get harder from here. These precious things will help.
Written By Calypso
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:32 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Mason
You are a warrior far beyond the skill you posses with a blade. And I am honored to fight by your side.
Written By Mason
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:20 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Calypso
And now you know. I hope in time, that you will forgive me for telling them to you. And that you will eventually understand why I said what I did.
It is a burden, but it is a burden I believed you are more than capable of carrying. That is how deep my respect goes for your talents.
We will need leaders in the coming days, in the future. And a General cannot lead without the weapon of knowledge at her fingers.
That all said, forgive me what I have placed upon you.
Written By Gian
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:14 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
I know not whether we will prevail, but now I know we can fight. And we shall fight.
For tonight, we won. All too small a victory, but for five souls on this one night, it is a start.
Written By Serafine
Jan. 3, 2017, 2:03 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
I am tired, heading to the House of Solace with Leta to get us both patched up.
The Bringer was bigger than the last two I tussled with. And he had clothes. And seven undead Shavs at his beck and call.
Also apparently, the watchers of the woods don't like scarred ladies in their trees. What's up with that?
Written By Calypso
Jan. 3, 2017, 12:10 a.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Waldemai
He looks like he could kick back nearly an entire bottle of whiskey by himself as well. I think I'll have to put this theory to the test soon enough.
Written By Waldemai
Jan. 3, 2017, midnight(7/21/1005 AR)
Written By Sigurd
Jan. 2, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Written By Nekarris
Jan. 2, 2017, 9:46 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
If you fuckers aren't intending to actually PAY this teind then I will do what I can to make YOU pay. Believe it!
Written By Mydas
Jan. 2, 2017, 9:41 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Written By Angelo
Jan. 2, 2017, 9:04 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Written By Abbas
Jan. 2, 2017, 9 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Zaina
I have not seen much of my sister in many years. Nor her handmaiden.
Seeing her stirs memories of my parents. There have been times when I have had to prove my loyalty with great ferocity. And I've ever been Thraxian before all. Loyal to Hisself.
I feel myself being drawn to Eurus. My last journey was cut short. But it seems there is more -- as always.
I have always been one to be drawn to the tides of emotions. They are best bottled and reserved to be let out with rage upon the vulnerable nape of one's enemies; usually with an axe.
It is good to have Zaina back.
Written By Joscelin
Jan. 2, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Myrinda
Right, she's about as cuddly as a porcupine. Sometimes. She's also incredibly intelligent and worth her weight in salt or gold or whatever it is you value the most.
And if your skin is thick enough, she's one of the most talented clothiers in the Crafters Guild.
If you cannot handle the person she presents herself, clear as day, to be without remorse or apology, that's definitely -your- problem, not hers or mine. I can reassure you; she probably couldn't care less.
I'm not going to micro-manage any of my guildmembers; their trade and space is their domain. I am here to help them build their business, support them in anyway I can, and protect them as often as I am able. In that regard, I do not treat Myrinda any different than I do anyone else in my Guild.
Everything else, is family. And none of your business.
Written By Nekarris
Jan. 2, 2017, 7:36 p.m.(7/21/1005 AR)
Written By Damon
Jan. 2, 2017, 6:55 p.m.(7/20/1005 AR)
My beautiful little sister has arrived.
We're all here now. To say that I am pleased would be the understatement of the century.
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