Written By Cassius
Dec. 26, 2016, 12:04 p.m.(6/27/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Deva
Outside of my family, you are my oldest and best friend. That all the years have not changed this is without doubt one of the greatest blessings.
Written By Cassius
Dec. 26, 2016, 12:01 p.m.(6/27/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lianne
Dear Lady Lianne,
I chose to take you to the wilds for myriad reasons, and many of them are not matters that ought be made public. One, however, I wish to write freely about: I had wanted to test your mettle.
After five nights of sleeping in the dirt, six days of hard riding, a dozen meals of trail rations and wild game, one horrifying finding, and exactly no luxuries afforded, I am pleased by the results of this test.
I would write 'thank you', but doing one's duty should be expected, not thanked.
To any that read this open letter: Lady Lianne Pravus is a scholar, a scientist, a noblewoman, and a fine trail companion. Any expedition out of or inside of Arx would benefit from her aid. And fear not, she: owns pants, is not adverse to dirt, will eat rabbit, and is armed.
Lord Cassius Nightgold, KoS
I chose to take you to the wilds for myriad reasons, and many of them are not matters that ought be made public. One, however, I wish to write freely about: I had wanted to test your mettle.
After five nights of sleeping in the dirt, six days of hard riding, a dozen meals of trail rations and wild game, one horrifying finding, and exactly no luxuries afforded, I am pleased by the results of this test.
I would write 'thank you', but doing one's duty should be expected, not thanked.
To any that read this open letter: Lady Lianne Pravus is a scholar, a scientist, a noblewoman, and a fine trail companion. Any expedition out of or inside of Arx would benefit from her aid. And fear not, she: owns pants, is not adverse to dirt, will eat rabbit, and is armed.
Lord Cassius Nightgold, KoS
Written By Cassius
Dec. 26, 2016, 11:41 a.m.(6/27/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Sigurd
It is hard to put to words how much I appreciate having a man at my side who I trust to explicitly, not only to keep me alive, but to take over any and all duties that I might otherwise perform, should I find myself unable to do so. I fear only that travelling with Sigurd more regularly could lead to me growing sloppy. There are worst things to fear.
Written By Eirene
Dec. 26, 2016, 11:39 a.m.(6/27/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lianne
Briefly spoke to this young lady the other night and I think she could be useful. Oberrsation and experimentation will be more valuable than a thousand dusty scraps of parchment; I think she echos this sentiment.
Written By Cassius
Dec. 26, 2016, 11:38 a.m.(6/27/1005 AR)
To any and all that track such matters:
I took a small troop north - Princess Deva Redrain, Lord Sigurd Nightgold, Lady Lianne Pravus, and half a dozen of my family's finest mounted soldiers - to inspect a Shav village and an ancient shrine that resided beside it. The local legends say the shrine was created by the Sylv'Alfar so long ago.
We located the site of the shrine and the village, but found both entirely leveled. Not remains but overgrown rubble, save for a vile desecration left in the place the shrine had resided.
If any wish more details, or could provide insight, please do not hesitate to write me.
Lord Cassius Nightgold, KoS
I took a small troop north - Princess Deva Redrain, Lord Sigurd Nightgold, Lady Lianne Pravus, and half a dozen of my family's finest mounted soldiers - to inspect a Shav village and an ancient shrine that resided beside it. The local legends say the shrine was created by the Sylv'Alfar so long ago.
We located the site of the shrine and the village, but found both entirely leveled. Not remains but overgrown rubble, save for a vile desecration left in the place the shrine had resided.
If any wish more details, or could provide insight, please do not hesitate to write me.
Lord Cassius Nightgold, KoS
Written By Silas
Dec. 26, 2016, 7:11 a.m.(6/26/1005 AR)
Where is everyone going?
WHAT IS HAPPENING?
... These cheesecake cookies are good.
WHAT IS HAPPENING?
... These cheesecake cookies are good.
Written By Silas
Dec. 26, 2016, 6:24 a.m.(6/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Barric
He seemed impressed at my youth, but he is not much older and not far behind. House Grayson is lucky to have him, as both a man and as a warrior. I look forward to what the future may have in store for him.
Written By Juliet
Dec. 26, 2016, 3:50 a.m.(6/26/1005 AR)
I was very young when my brother and cousin marched off to war, to retake Tor from an usurper. To fight in one of the bloodiest conflicts in living memory.
I remember the feeling of dread in my breast.
There's a different group of people going this time. Different people I care for.
I know the necessity. I know why they're going.
I've seen the foe they face.
But I can't banish the dread this time, either.
Be safe. Be victorious.
Return home to me.
Please.
I remember the feeling of dread in my breast.
There's a different group of people going this time. Different people I care for.
I know the necessity. I know why they're going.
I've seen the foe they face.
But I can't banish the dread this time, either.
Be safe. Be victorious.
Return home to me.
Please.
Written By Lianne
Dec. 26, 2016, 3:48 a.m.(6/26/1005 AR)
Applications for bladed implements: cutting, scraping or otherwise collecting samples; dissection; surgical incision; slicing food; opening letters; cutting cloth; any number of other things which do not involve me attempting to defend myself or injure another.
I must adjust my thinking, approach this as I would any other experiment. Knowledge, in all its forms, merits diligent pursuit. Even this.
It is, at least, a rather lovely weapon.
I must adjust my thinking, approach this as I would any other experiment. Knowledge, in all its forms, merits diligent pursuit. Even this.
It is, at least, a rather lovely weapon.
Written By Cybele
Dec. 26, 2016, 3:44 a.m.(6/26/1005 AR)
I have learned much since I came to Arx, that I am grateful for. Yet I find, still, that I turn to the Spirits and seek their blessing and their wisdom. That even as I walk the halls of the Academy, of the Archives, I listen for their whispers and allow chance to guide my steps.
It is, perhaps, not the most efficient way to find what I am looking for.
But it is working.
It is, perhaps, not the most efficient way to find what I am looking for.
But it is working.
Written By Eirene
Dec. 26, 2016, 3:03 a.m.(6/26/1005 AR)
I'm a seasoned veteran. I've fought in a war and gone on countless skirmishes against shavs and bandits.
I rarely sleep before we deploy; tonight is no different.
I'm not scared. I'm not excited. My mind just keeps wandering to the multiple possibilities of what might happen. Am I prepared enough? Did I bring enough supplies and will I be clever enough and quick enough to keep my team safe? Will those people waiting for me back in Arx really miss me if I die? Do I really care if anyone misses me or not?
I want payback; now is my chance to strike the first blow. It may go down in history. It may get censored. But soon - soon we will start fighting back. And I will be one of the first to have that chance.
I rarely sleep before we deploy; tonight is no different.
I'm not scared. I'm not excited. My mind just keeps wandering to the multiple possibilities of what might happen. Am I prepared enough? Did I bring enough supplies and will I be clever enough and quick enough to keep my team safe? Will those people waiting for me back in Arx really miss me if I die? Do I really care if anyone misses me or not?
I want payback; now is my chance to strike the first blow. It may go down in history. It may get censored. But soon - soon we will start fighting back. And I will be one of the first to have that chance.
Written By Cara
Dec. 26, 2016, 1:47 a.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
The sight of Arx's walls rising above the harbor is one of the most glorious that I've ever seen. Even in mourning, it raises my spirits.
It's so good to be home.
It's so good to be home.
Written By Percephon
Dec. 26, 2016, 1:16 a.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
It was a whirlwind of a day, to be certain. There are so many threads that seem to come from the same fabric, it's fascinating: I ran into a quite kind woman today whom offered to introduce me to someone who can surely help with my research. Hopefully the gentleman in question will agree to meet with me soon enough and be willing to share what he has.
In my eagerness to dive headlong into research, I'd nearly forgotten the whirlwind of court life in the capital. The sheer amount of nobles is nearly dizzying. While catching up with a cousin, it was a duo of Greenmarch Ladies whom I met. They, at least, were not particular on social etiquette, and in truth? The meeting was quite intriguing, and they unique. I look forward to spending more time with them, and seeing what tidbits of information they might be able to teach me.
In my eagerness to dive headlong into research, I'd nearly forgotten the whirlwind of court life in the capital. The sheer amount of nobles is nearly dizzying. While catching up with a cousin, it was a duo of Greenmarch Ladies whom I met. They, at least, were not particular on social etiquette, and in truth? The meeting was quite intriguing, and they unique. I look forward to spending more time with them, and seeing what tidbits of information they might be able to teach me.
Written By Cai
Dec. 25, 2016, 11:41 p.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
06/25/1005
Got into a couple of spars today. Didn't do too horribly. One was with a Malvici woman who knows how to fight, but I think I might be inclined to show her a few things.
The other was a giant of a Northman, whom I am not ashamed to say knocked me about rather cleanly. Never said I was an expert, and there are times when it's nice to reminded of that. Being left to your own for so long, you think you're the hottest thing since venison stew.
Nice to be brought back down to reality at times.
Got into a couple of spars today. Didn't do too horribly. One was with a Malvici woman who knows how to fight, but I think I might be inclined to show her a few things.
The other was a giant of a Northman, whom I am not ashamed to say knocked me about rather cleanly. Never said I was an expert, and there are times when it's nice to reminded of that. Being left to your own for so long, you think you're the hottest thing since venison stew.
Nice to be brought back down to reality at times.
Written By Morrighan
Dec. 25, 2016, 11:17 p.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
So many roses and they're all so fragrant and beautiful. The color is very vibrant and they really add a lovely pop of color to my room. I think I'll try dipping them in wax to help preserve them for a while, just to enjoy them for a bit longer than usual.
On another note, my jewelry set is complete - and I must say, Joscelin really is amazing. The pendant and earrings are just gorgeous. As always, she's done a fantastic job.
On another note, my jewelry set is complete - and I must say, Joscelin really is amazing. The pendant and earrings are just gorgeous. As always, she's done a fantastic job.
Written By Orazio
Dec. 25, 2016, 11:12 p.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
To the Faithful Reader:
As the spring blossoms into summer, so does talk turn to love, to marriage, and various other affairs of the heart. As blood runs like sap to various points of the mind, heart, and body, do remember this simple thing - be gentle with the hearts of others, lest Limerance turn his eyes away from you.
And, be kind to your own heart. Neither cage it behind walls of iron, nor fling it into every possible conflagration of passion without consideration for how it might burn. It's a difficult path, and it is impossible to live honestly without picking up a few scars along the way, but it is a worthwhile struggle.
As the spring blossoms into summer, so does talk turn to love, to marriage, and various other affairs of the heart. As blood runs like sap to various points of the mind, heart, and body, do remember this simple thing - be gentle with the hearts of others, lest Limerance turn his eyes away from you.
And, be kind to your own heart. Neither cage it behind walls of iron, nor fling it into every possible conflagration of passion without consideration for how it might burn. It's a difficult path, and it is impossible to live honestly without picking up a few scars along the way, but it is a worthwhile struggle.
Written By Sylvie
Dec. 25, 2016, 11:04 p.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
I cannot express how relieved I was to re-visit my beloved Gemecitta, to see my father's face and my mother's, to know that I am well-loved there. Even for all of the darkness that brought us there, my heart is forever lightened by the love I bear my parents and what they bear for me. They are my rocks, my own twin pillars.
And I can only be grateful that my father saw what I did, that it is a new age for our city and the Lyceum and the Compact. I hope to be one of those to help usher it into one of brightness, and not let us get consumed by the rising tides.
And I can only be grateful that my father saw what I did, that it is a new age for our city and the Lyceum and the Compact. I hope to be one of those to help usher it into one of brightness, and not let us get consumed by the rising tides.
Written By Kima
Dec. 25, 2016, 11:03 p.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Hadrian
So that just happened.
Okay, that was ineloquent. I'm not a girl of twelve, I can articulate my thoughts. I merely choose not to in this moment.
But surely, my darling, you had your reasons? Some fiendish ploy? Some cunning counter-move?
Ye gods, people are going to think me a heartless tart. And if I close my eyes, I can even imagine Eos laughing.
Okay, that was ineloquent. I'm not a girl of twelve, I can articulate my thoughts. I merely choose not to in this moment.
But surely, my darling, you had your reasons? Some fiendish ploy? Some cunning counter-move?
Ye gods, people are going to think me a heartless tart. And if I close my eyes, I can even imagine Eos laughing.
Written By Fortunato
Dec. 25, 2016, 10:57 p.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
A Knight of Solace, helm open, rides a horse through a blasted land, ashen, bleak if not for the hints of rebirth, saplings wound from ashen hills, hints of grass about collapsed ruins. A bag is slung across their shoulder, A simple cudgel hangs from their hip, and a vine wraps around this, as if the cudgel, too, were experiencing rebirth. Heads of horse and rider both are held high, sunlit, the horse is forward in full canter.
Written By Cicero
Dec. 25, 2016, 10:56 p.m.(6/25/1005 AR)
A great antlered mount
Talk of what would follow fall
A far less sweet bet
Talk of what would follow fall
A far less sweet bet
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