Written By Jael
March 1, 2021, 11:23 a.m.(1/13/1015 AR)
I've joined the Templars as a Disciple. I had been considering it for some time, but the murders of my husband and sisters seemed like an appropriate catalyst. I sincerely hope that I serve them well, as the Templar order has been a firm ally of House Laurent for a long time.
Written By Claude
March 1, 2021, 10:10 a.m.(1/13/1015 AR)
I must admit, with great distress, that my work of late has been... uninspired. My hands moved over the wood mindlessly and without passion. However, after seeking the guidance of Jayus I feel renewed!
The tools sing within my hands, the mind is at ease as the pieces take shape almost of their own accord. Now, if only I could find some new patrons...
Written By Lore
March 1, 2021, 9:30 a.m.(1/13/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Sedna
A straight blade is best for a quick, close-up thrust past an enemies weak point. A curved blade is harder to parry, has a bit more flash and flair.
Written By Preston
March 1, 2021, 9:02 a.m.(1/13/1015 AR)
I have waited and thought about this. The response one should make. The response one is expected to make.
Sina and I did not agree on matters of detailed theology - Sina was the embodiment of her God, to her knowledge was an absolute good. To be shared freely, whatever it was. That is not to say she did not keep secrets, but I know that each was uncomfortable for her. I have always known knowledge is a tool - it may be wielded for good or for evil, just as any tool. The intent behind decides this. Of course, where we agreed was that fear could never stop us from progressing. Fear could never hold us back. Yet, these are minor points of theology. There was a hundred times, a thousand times, more things that we agreed upon. And we worked together from time to time, perhaps not enough, to protect the Faith and her people.
And now she is dead. Gone. I do not yet have my first grey hair, I do not yet ache in my bones, or wake up sore in my bed, and yet I have seen so many taken, so many go. Some I hope to see again - and if somehow this gets to Dames Thena and Esoka, I hope they realise I will expect the finest of sticky sweet buns to make up for their absence - but others not. I wish I could curse and shout, rant and rave, that the ones that did this will come to justice, that I will raze the countryside to find them immediately. But Sina would not want this. Because she served the Faith, and knows our enemies are many and sadly some who would profane and claim to be our friends, our obedient beloved children even. The Faith must always be a strong beacon of the light. And perhaps her attackers are among those we now face and will end as our enemies, perhaps they are among others.
But they should find no succour in knowing that the Faith is willing to be patient. Because there is this thing about the Faith, it does not forget. It remembers each act because we see everything. We know everything. We are everywhere. And perhaps it will be in a day, perhaps a week, perhaps a month or even a year, but there will be a moment when you will hear that faint thud of an arrow piercing your clothing as you are found and taken for trial. And until then? Every snapping twig, every rustle of leaves, every suspicious merchant, every quiet tavern guest, every shadow you see? They will all be reminders that we come. And that another few sands have run through your hourglass, marking the inexorable march of the Sentinel to your door.
Sina and I did not agree on matters of detailed theology - Sina was the embodiment of her God, to her knowledge was an absolute good. To be shared freely, whatever it was. That is not to say she did not keep secrets, but I know that each was uncomfortable for her. I have always known knowledge is a tool - it may be wielded for good or for evil, just as any tool. The intent behind decides this. Of course, where we agreed was that fear could never stop us from progressing. Fear could never hold us back. Yet, these are minor points of theology. There was a hundred times, a thousand times, more things that we agreed upon. And we worked together from time to time, perhaps not enough, to protect the Faith and her people.
And now she is dead. Gone. I do not yet have my first grey hair, I do not yet ache in my bones, or wake up sore in my bed, and yet I have seen so many taken, so many go. Some I hope to see again - and if somehow this gets to Dames Thena and Esoka, I hope they realise I will expect the finest of sticky sweet buns to make up for their absence - but others not. I wish I could curse and shout, rant and rave, that the ones that did this will come to justice, that I will raze the countryside to find them immediately. But Sina would not want this. Because she served the Faith, and knows our enemies are many and sadly some who would profane and claim to be our friends, our obedient beloved children even. The Faith must always be a strong beacon of the light. And perhaps her attackers are among those we now face and will end as our enemies, perhaps they are among others.
But they should find no succour in knowing that the Faith is willing to be patient. Because there is this thing about the Faith, it does not forget. It remembers each act because we see everything. We know everything. We are everywhere. And perhaps it will be in a day, perhaps a week, perhaps a month or even a year, but there will be a moment when you will hear that faint thud of an arrow piercing your clothing as you are found and taken for trial. And until then? Every snapping twig, every rustle of leaves, every suspicious merchant, every quiet tavern guest, every shadow you see? They will all be reminders that we come. And that another few sands have run through your hourglass, marking the inexorable march of the Sentinel to your door.
Written By Cristoph
March 1, 2021, 8:27 a.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Jaenelle
With a few notable exceptions, Oathlanders aren't typically known for their vast nautical knowledge. I personally have never seen a boat once in my entire life. I've never stepped foot on one. In fact, I don't know the difference between boat and ship.
I was very glad to see Archduchess Jaenelle at the most recent Valardin dinner. I left feeling much more educated on the subject. I can confidently say that I could probably launch an entire fleet of these boats she described.
I was very glad to see Archduchess Jaenelle at the most recent Valardin dinner. I left feeling much more educated on the subject. I can confidently say that I could probably launch an entire fleet of these boats she described.
Written By Ida
March 1, 2021, 6:16 a.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
I had purchased a bit of goldenwood some time ago with the thought in mind of using it on a bow of some sort. I don't do a lot of bows, truth be told, since one-handed weapons and hairpins seems to be more in demand. I think every weapon has its own elegance to it, but the curves often part of bows are some of my favorite to work and be inspired by.
In any case, I managed to get around to actually making the piece, taking a chance (no pun intended) on working it from diamondplate. I was very happy with the way the goldenwood paired with the metal, and the touch of stygian brought a nice balance I think. I was surprised that it sold as quickly as it did, but also pleased. Not for the silver, but in the hopes that it serves someone well and was deemed worthy of the price in someone's eyes.
In any case, I managed to get around to actually making the piece, taking a chance (no pun intended) on working it from diamondplate. I was very happy with the way the goldenwood paired with the metal, and the touch of stygian brought a nice balance I think. I was surprised that it sold as quickly as it did, but also pleased. Not for the silver, but in the hopes that it serves someone well and was deemed worthy of the price in someone's eyes.
Written By Audgrim
March 1, 2021, 5:08 a.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Viviana
That is a great joke.
I wish I'd had the wits to think of it!
Again, thank you, for giving me a Chance.
I wish I'd had the wits to think of it!
Again, thank you, for giving me a Chance.
Written By Titus
March 1, 2021, 12:55 a.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Do you remember your first week at a city you’ve never been to, with a culture that wasn’t yours? My first week of Arx has now come and gone. How do I mark this week which will never happen again? Difficult adaptation and that includes this weather.
I thought perhaps I might not have a place in this desire for peace that's so prevalent until you look at just how vast the list is for enemies of the Compact.
I look forward to learning my new enemies and enjoying the harvest of their last moments.
I thought perhaps I might not have a place in this desire for peace that's so prevalent until you look at just how vast the list is for enemies of the Compact.
I look forward to learning my new enemies and enjoying the harvest of their last moments.
Written By Santi
March 1, 2021, 12:30 a.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
I have arrived in the city, glad to be off that boat.
My first stop was at the black fox with Thea.
An impromptu celebration of her betrothal.
At least once I finally heard of it and met the
man who will take her as his wife.
A few new faces met, and a few drinks had
I quickly found myself heading for the manor
eager to clean off my travels and as Thea put
it my musk.
And now for bed, the day comes early and
so does a friendly spar with her husband to be.
And after, a search through the city for someone
to make me new armor.
My first stop was at the black fox with Thea.
An impromptu celebration of her betrothal.
At least once I finally heard of it and met the
man who will take her as his wife.
A few new faces met, and a few drinks had
I quickly found myself heading for the manor
eager to clean off my travels and as Thea put
it my musk.
And now for bed, the day comes early and
so does a friendly spar with her husband to be.
And after, a search through the city for someone
to make me new armor.
Written By Jaenelle
Feb. 28, 2021, 10:07 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
As I prepare for another Feast of the Senses, I am reminded why I do all the work that leads up to the dinner itself. I have heard after the dinner how much enjoyment those who attended have, how intimate it is despite the ballroom full of people. Something new, exciting, and creates memories that are imaginative and about the moment rather than the usual social even where you wander around aimlessly and the greetings are strained until you find a tray of drinks and a shadowed corner to enjoy them. The Feast encourages conversation, it encourages imagination, and the food is amazing as well.
Written By Jaenelle
Feb. 28, 2021, 10:03 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Nicknames are odd things. When people will begin to call you something based on a phrase or small personality trait, you often have no control over what someone decides you are that fits better than your name. Some of these nicknames come almost instant as if the person honoring you with such have known you for years rather than moments. Other names come over time and are not to be rushed. I have learned to embrace the nicknames I have either earned or those that were thrust upon me from those I never expected to do such.
It is also always amusing to learn the nicknames of others.
It is also always amusing to learn the nicknames of others.
Written By Amanita
Feb. 28, 2021, 9:55 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Winter is beautiful, but it is also a harsh mistress. Thanks to Lady Sunaia, I have a nice warm cloak that I can wear about town when I am forced to go outside of the Whisper House for engagements. Thank you, Sunny. I have had a few engagements this week that have taken my time which is very good for me -- it means I am not simply staring out the window at the snow and plying myself with hot drinks, working up the courage to get myself to go out of the House.
My cousin Thea is now engaged to Lord Drake Wyvernheart. I do not believe I have been introduced yet but at least I know he treats her well. He would have to, since she's Thea and all.
My cousin Thea is now engaged to Lord Drake Wyvernheart. I do not believe I have been introduced yet but at least I know he treats her well. He would have to, since she's Thea and all.
Written By Lucita
Feb. 28, 2021, 9:48 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Winter...again... sigh. I could write all about it or just copy journal entries of the past few years about the cold and snow and ice. Or just say if one is really interested, they can browse through old whites and see mantions of the season.
Written By Lucita
Feb. 28, 2021, 9:44 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Sina
Another friend lost. Some losses ache too much to write about, and this is one of them.
Written By Sunaia
Feb. 28, 2021, 9:41 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
I'm back.
No -- I don't know how long I was gone away.
I don't recall where I stopped. I've been on aboard ships, purposefully, and starting to pick up more nuances of the differences between what it's like as someone that's spent their childhood used to hills and woods, rivers and lakes, and there's suddenly -- sea. Ships. No more different a tree, he said. (He knows who he is, Scholar -- we're not pointing fingers.) I accepted it at that time, because - because -- I wasn't thinking and it made sense? Sure. Been in some scuffles, and I'm only a little worse for the wear, and I'll probably need to be careful. For a bit. Until the next trip, at least. What's next? More time spent in reflection, but it's all sharp edges. All those pokey bits. Needles and pins. Makes me queasy. Guilt's weird that way. There's a second thing - probably a third thing - and a fourth thing that I am still trying to --
Well. The letter.
I shouldn't put it here. Won't, likely, but I'll tell you about it as long as you're not going to record it to my Journal. Now that I know - really know - I'm going to help.
It's not going to be like last time --
No -- I don't know how long I was gone away.
I don't recall where I stopped. I've been on aboard ships, purposefully, and starting to pick up more nuances of the differences between what it's like as someone that's spent their childhood used to hills and woods, rivers and lakes, and there's suddenly -- sea. Ships. No more different a tree, he said. (He knows who he is, Scholar -- we're not pointing fingers.) I accepted it at that time, because - because -- I wasn't thinking and it made sense? Sure. Been in some scuffles, and I'm only a little worse for the wear, and I'll probably need to be careful. For a bit. Until the next trip, at least. What's next? More time spent in reflection, but it's all sharp edges. All those pokey bits. Needles and pins. Makes me queasy. Guilt's weird that way. There's a second thing - probably a third thing - and a fourth thing that I am still trying to --
Well. The letter.
I shouldn't put it here. Won't, likely, but I'll tell you about it as long as you're not going to record it to my Journal. Now that I know - really know - I'm going to help.
It's not going to be like last time --
Written By Domonico
Feb. 28, 2021, 9:28 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Santi
My cousin Lord Santi has returned to Arx, now with more hair than I am used to. Regardless it is good to have a friend and comrade in arms back, especially one to whom I owe my life.
Written By Sorrel
Feb. 28, 2021, 9:27 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Even if he is only in port for a day to restock, it is nice to see my husband again. However briefly. I miss him so much when he's at sea, and yet there is so much that we need him for militarily I cannot begrudge him his duty.
Written By Avita
Feb. 28, 2021, 9:10 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
Ciaphas still refuses to use his breasts to distract our foes.
I am disappointed by his lack of dedication to the cause.
I am disappointed by his lack of dedication to the cause.
Written By Raven
Feb. 28, 2021, 9:01 p.m.(1/12/1015 AR)
I still cannot fathom why anyone'd choose to settle in a place that is unliveable half of the year. There is nothing natural about ice falling from the sky!
Written By Lianne
Feb. 28, 2021, 8:27 p.m.(1/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Natasha
I am grateful for Princess Natasha Thrax and the Inquisition for their diligence in pursuing the case of my husband's murder to its conclusion, even as the months drew long. Your meticulousness and persistence are appreciated more than you can know.
Even an unsatisfying answer is better than no answer at all.
Even an unsatisfying answer is better than no answer at all.
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