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Written By Porter

Jan. 19, 2020, 9:28 p.m.(8.17397156084656/10.742407407407407/1012.5978309634039 AR)

I woke up on my boat this morning, except it wasn't morning. It was well past noon. I found glitter on my hands, which was an awful, miserable fucking surprise. But not just that, it was in my beard. On all of my clothes. I reached into my pocket for something and found even more of it. I had to slap myself in the face a time or two before I could be convinced this wasn't just my worst nightmare come true.

I don't know what's more terrifying, that it's absolutely everywhere or that I have no memory of where it came from.

Written By Jaenelle

Jan. 19, 2020, 9:10 p.m.(8.173048115079364/10.690694444444444/1012.59775400959 AR)

I am thankful to Duchess Cambria and Duke Hadrian for allowing me to visit their beautiful city as I begin my tour around the Lyceum. Lord Marzio provided the greatest entertainment with the War Parade, and House Mazetti itself rose to the occasion to showcase their talents and the might of their city.

Written By Corban

Jan. 19, 2020, 9:09 p.m.(8.173029927248677/10.689675925925926/1012.5977524939374 AR)

In a few days time, we will gather to remember the greatest warrior, greatest knight, and possibly greatest human that Arx has ever seen.

I hope, Lord Commander, our ceremony will do even a sliver of the honor that is due to you.

Written By Maja

Jan. 19, 2020, 9:04 p.m.(8.172774057539684/10.675347222222221/1012.5977311714616 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

I had so much fun competing in the People's Tournament run by Josephine these past two years -- she put so much time, money and effort into the games to make certain that everyone had a good time. Will the tournament continue? If it does, it won't be the same.

I hope to see you again, Guildmistress, in one form or another.

Written By Jaenelle

Jan. 19, 2020, 9:03 p.m.(8.17270626653439/10.671550925925926/1012.5977255222112 AR)

Two years have passed since your death. It is easier to think of you. I smile more at your memory than feel the sorrow that plagued me during the first year. Your things are still scattered around, but most have been given away or packed, and that too has been an easier task to accomplish with the passing of time. I welcome the stillness and silence of being alone, and it is no longer strangling or fill me with anxiety to fill.

Perhaps it is time that I remove my wedding ring? Or maybe that will take another year.

Written By Acacia

Jan. 19, 2020, 8:35 p.m.(8.171337632275133/10.594907407407407/1012.5976114693563 AR)

Relationship Note on Ras

Don't care about your excuses. Make it right.

Written By Jaenelle

Jan. 19, 2020, 8:22 p.m.(8.170699818121694/10.559189814814815/1012.5975583181768 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

I could write how Josephine was brilliant in her abilities to turn metal into art, how everything she touched was a work of art. I could speak of her generosity to those around her, those she cared for were never without and she was the first to offer assistance. Then there is her stern will and code of honor, she lived by her morals and never bent to those that she considered beneath her.

I will say that Josephine and her family are from Lenosia, and as such they are family to all who consider Lenosia home. I will always make sure that those who remain in Lenosia honor Josephine in remembering how she lived, loved, and fought to the end.

Written By Ida

Jan. 19, 2020, 7:56 p.m.(8.169403935185185/10.486620370370371/1012.597450327932 AR)

I finally took the time and silver to upgrade my personal armor. It's never really been a /thing/ since most brawls are without armor and I haven't entered a melee with just my fists in quite some time. Even then, most of those have restrictions on gear. In any case, I never really needed much in the way of armor, though recent events and duties made me think it was maybe time for something more protective. Then I made a diamondplate sword that I wasn't unhappy with, and a handful of oathlands steel ones for the shop. Not a bad week or so, all told. Productive at the very least. And yet there's much hard work yet to be done.

Written By Juniper

Jan. 19, 2020, 7:27 p.m.(8.167967509920635/10.406180555555554/1012.5973306258268 AR)

I came to Arx more than two years ago and found the home I never knew I needed. Here, where people from all over Arvum come together, we are at our best, our brightest, because here we learn how our differences can act as complements to make us stronger as one people against the dangers in the world. There will always be dangers, there will always be shadows. Loss, grief, hardship, pain. It's important to never ignore the darkness. When it's pressed close on all sides refusing to be ignored, or even rising up inside of us, it's so easy to forget we can make our own light. More than that...

We are our own light, each of us carrying a divine spark of the Dream inside.

Be kind to someone else today. Reach out to someone else today. Be there for each other, one small act at a time. In that way we raise walls of light against those who want to drown us in the dark. In that way we grow and change and heal.

Written By Tarik

Jan. 19, 2020, 7:09 p.m.(8.16706431878307/10.355601851851851/1012.5972553598986 AR)

I am slowly hearing back from all of my old friends that I knew the last time in the city. It is good to catch up with how their lives have changed, and to know that peopele did not forget you.

Written By Jules

Jan. 19, 2020, 6:38 p.m.(8.165553488756615/10.270995370370372/1012.5971294573964 AR)

I did get to see a brief stint of Lady Colette fighting. It was impressive and I see a certain gracefulness to it, like dancing, but I do prefer not injuring my partners.

Written By Torian

Jan. 19, 2020, 6:06 p.m.(8.163956266534392/10.181550925925926/1012.5969963555445 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

People see the skull the Cullers use to represent themselves and they think that we're all killers or pirates or something. I maybe thought that once too, when I was a young orphan, before they brought me in.

In time, I learned that the skull doesn't represent a desire to do violence or to kill, it represents fate.

Fate is something that has been on my mind a lot these days. We have experienced a great lose recently in the death of the Crafter's Guildmaster. Not just those in the guild either.

By all accounts Josephine met her end as she had lived her life, caring for others. We might all hope and wish and pray to die in our beds as old men and women, surrounded by our kin and all that, but that isn't everyone's fate is it?

I take some comfort in knowing that Josephine's fate, if not to pass on as an old women in her bed, was to go out as she did, with her true self on display, courage and kindness until the end.

Written By Miranda

Jan. 19, 2020, 5:21 p.m.(8.161693948412697/10.05486111111111/1012.5968078290344 AR)

Relationship Note on Dariel

It's one of those times where you made a promise and things took precedence and now, now you realize you have some spare time on your hands to fulfill said promise.

It will be done!

Written By Colette

Jan. 19, 2020, 5:10 p.m.(8.161142113095238/10.023958333333333/1012.5967618427579 AR)

Relationship Note on Sydney

Mistress Sydney took me down. Seems my win streak has come to an end. What a fight though.

Written By Val

Jan. 19, 2020, 4:53 p.m.(8.16034267526455/9.979189814814815/1012.5966952229387 AR)

I think I'm getting rather restless, really.

Written By Gabriella

Jan. 19, 2020, 4:19 p.m.(8.158635499338624/9.883587962962963/1012.5965529582783 AR)

Relationship Note on Katryn

In perusing these Whites to pass the time I have noticed that, apparently, I have run a poor woman aground with my eyes.

I am unsure whether to be deeply flattered or woefully apologetic. Perhaps a mix of both will have to suffice.

Well met, Dame Katryn. It was a heart-stirring poem. It is good to see you are no less spirited drunk than you are sober.

Written By Madeleine

Jan. 19, 2020, 3:32 p.m.(8.15630539021164/9.753101851851852/1012.5963587825177 AR)

Relationship Note on Domonico

I'm sure Lord Domonico's unexpected dip will do nothing to dampen his appreciation for his fine new vessel. I must admit I can't say I've ever seen him look quite so serene as at that moment.

Written By Rey

Jan. 19, 2020, 3:17 p.m.(8.155575810185185/9.71224537037037/1012.5962979841821 AR)

While the short trip back home was lovely, seeing Brighthold always warms my heart, and makes me smile. It is also good to be back here, in Arx. Knowing that there are things for me to do. People to help and care for.

Written By Rey

Jan. 19, 2020, 3:12 p.m.(8.15533234126984/9.698611111111111/1012.5962776951059 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

While I did not have the pleasure of meeting Guildmaster Josephine Arcuri, I do have the honor and pleasure of owning a few of her pieces. Ones I shall always cherish, and feel blessed to have. May we find solace in knowing that her exceptional skill, and from all accounts a kind and giving heart, be always remembered when we look upon the wondrous gifts she created and shared with us. My deepest hope is that we can find comfort in knowing that many loved her, and appreciated the work she did. And may those that grieve for her loss, find others to share it with, so the burden may not grow too heavy.

In light of that, I wish to offer to those that wish to speak about Josephine Arcuri, please feel free to write to me, or even seek me out to speak about her. Healing comes in many forms, and sometimes we just need to share the grief and pain with another.

Written By Brigida

Jan. 19, 2020, 2:23 p.m.(8.152881944444445/9.561388888888889/1012.5960734953703 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

The House feels so empty without you in it, chuntering away to yourself as you kept busy.
Of all those that I have shared a home with over the years none understood me quite as well as you did.
I will miss our conversations by the fireplace and our complaining about folk as they passed us in the road as we sat on the rocking chairs.
Oswald will miss your treats and I miss your company dearly. I have seen and felt a lot of loss in my life but losing you has stung me so very much. Your generosity was peerless and your friendship a joy.

May the Gods give you the peace you need and a divine forge worthy of your skills.

Farewell my good friend. My love for you and all that you stood for will remain with me forever.

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