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Written By Gaspar

Sept. 22, 2021, 10:59 p.m.(4/3/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Sabine

Once more I am a ship at full-sail without a rudder.

The marquessa provided purpose for me. We were united as show of good faith to the blood of Velenosa, to strengthen the bonds within the Lyceum. Most knew our marriage was duty-bound but few knew how deeply devoted we were to ensuring the other succeeded.

And this will forever be my greatest failure.

Once Lord Constantin comes of age, he will assume his rightful place as Count of the March of Iriscal. It is now the responsibility of everyone in our House, especially my own, to see he is given what he needs to succeed in the way of tutelage, experience and encouragement. He will make his House, his Sister, his Aunt and his Mother very proud. I swear this.

While the words of our dear cousin, General Piccola, are not to be taken without proper warning, I will offer no warning of my own. There will be no precursor of wrath, no herald of doom. Just the silence of finality, in whatever form is deemed most appropriate for those found responsible.

Written By Piccola

Sept. 22, 2021, 9:42 p.m.(4/3/1016 AR)

Thoughts of vengeance are born of the pain of helplessness.

And the truth is that vengeance is invigorating. It focuses and enlivens us. It quashes grief because it turns the emotion outward. In grief we go to pieces; but in revenge we come together as a single pointed weapon aimed at a target. However destructive in the long run, it serves a useful purpose for a time.

So, to my enemies, I ask you to think carefully about what you say and do next.

Written By Tanith

Sept. 22, 2021, 9:17 p.m.(4/3/1016 AR)

I do enjoy making wedding cakes, especially ones that are brightly decorated and fruity.

Written By Piccola

Sept. 21, 2021, 11:55 p.m.(4/1/1016 AR)

To whom had the temerity to harm my family:

Take a good look at everyone you know and care about. Give them an embrace, and tell them you love them. They need to know this before I find them, and before I find you.

When I find you, I will hurt you in ways you cannot possibly imagine. I will make sure to bring the finest and most gifted of apothecaries, so that they will keep you alive even when you beg to see the Queen. Because I will then hurt you again, only to have you tended once more.

And when your body gives out, I will do everything in my power to ensure that your eyes are open, and your mouth is open. And when you scream for your death, I will tell you in a whisper: "no."

I will find you.

Written By Grady

Sept. 21, 2021, 8:06 p.m.(4/1/1016 AR)

Artshall is quite lovely at the doorway to spring, and the new arts district is even lovelier. I'm glad to have gone, even if the travel might have taken something out of me, from which it will take me, I think unfortunately, some time to recover. Well, nothing for it, I suppose. If there was any sacrifice on my part, it was worth it for the experience of seeing the new district before it has officially opened. I met all sorts of wonderful people whose acquaintance I shouldn't be sorry to make again in the future.

All in all, a most excellent trip.

Written By Ilira

Sept. 21, 2021, 6:24 p.m.(4/1/1016 AR)

I am so happy it is spring.
I am so, so, so so wondrously delighted it is spring!

Written By Viviana

Sept. 21, 2021, 6:10 p.m.(4/1/1016 AR)

Strawberries make me blush.

Written By Sydney

Sept. 21, 2021, 4:50 p.m.(4/1/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Ida

I, too, see little merit in it.

A life of self-and-societal-imposed shackles would hardly be a benefit just for the cheaply won benefit of having people cease to stare down their nose at Sydney the Commoner, and instead stare down their nose at Sydney the Neonoble.

I wonder if the walls of the birdcages are as smothering from inside of them as it looks from outside of them.

I'd say it fills me with pity, but for the fact that a birdcage is still placed above us, and there is only one direction that leavings fall.

Written By Lydia

Sept. 20, 2021, 11:27 p.m.(3/27/1016 AR)

Macda, I agree. Brewers have been bottling bravery and foolishness, often together, since the dawn of time.

Written By Piccola

Sept. 20, 2021, 8:46 p.m.(3/27/1016 AR)

We are but captives in a cage who imagine that death will bring us liberty.

We cannot believe that such a dream makes us prisoners all the same.

Written By Viviana

Sept. 20, 2021, 6:06 p.m.(3/27/1016 AR)

There are days when I feel a terrible romantic. On others - I'd prefer to be a terrifying one.

Written By Aelgar

Sept. 20, 2021, 11:28 a.m.(3/26/1016 AR)

I have been continuing my unimpressive, snail-like progress toward becoming a formidable and impressive investigative scholar and missionary. In particular, I passed my entrance exam for the Society of Explorers thanks to the persistence and invaluable help of Lord Vitalis. Now he is actually making me administer a supervised entrance exam to Lady Kiera. I continue to take Griz out into the countryside, sometimes mounted or otherwise afoot, working on my fitness and skills. Griz helped my flush a deer during the exam, which validates the time I have invested in training him, and the time I have invested in archery (not to mention all those lost and broken arrows!) While this is not the only way I am able to spend my days, not by a long shot, it is still a major bit of news for me. In the end, I hope to be a respected member of the Faith's outreach teams.

Written By Ida

Sept. 20, 2021, 6:29 a.m.(3/26/1016 AR)

I don't envy the nobility their politics and responsibilities. Nobility is not the aspiration of every commoner, I don't think. Or many of them. I can't be sure since I haven't asked every single one, but I'd guess that to be the case. There are some who have histories that might lend them to seek that path, which is a whole different story really.

I don't craft the way I do hoping it will earn me a title. What would be the point in that? Then I couldn't...do what is pointed to as the reason for nobility? The heart of my weapons, I hope, is a story or inspiration, not a rung on a ladder for myself. I am responsible for only my brother (even if he says otherwise) and my shop, here in Arx, and I am grateful to the gods for little more than that.

Written By Aconite

Sept. 20, 2021, 2:25 a.m.(3/26/1016 AR)

I can't wait for the Spring. I feel isolated, as if watching everything from far away. The cold reminds me too much of the nightmare. It keeps me from going out as much as I'd like.

Written By Macda

Sept. 20, 2021, 1:45 a.m.(3/25/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Ryhalt

On the inability to bottle bravery: I know of some brewers who would disagree!

Written By Lydia

Sept. 20, 2021, 12:28 a.m.(3/25/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Yelana

Yelana is pleasant company when trapped in a pub in a snowstorm.

Written By Jaenelle

Sept. 19, 2021, 10:58 p.m.(3/25/1016 AR)

There has been a dizzying amount of preparation for the wedding reception lately. I can not wait for people to join us in celebrating this union and seeing all the work behind it. Ida's daggers are beautiful! Noah has been such a wonderful help is making decisions, who knew he was such a good party planner?

Written By Lydia

Sept. 19, 2021, 10:49 p.m.(3/25/1016 AR)

I have to agree with Lark. The peerage only works as far as each level respects the authority granted to those below them as well as they do the authority granted to them from those above them. To tread on this is to tread on the bedrock foundation of the compact.

Written By Jaenelle

Sept. 19, 2021, 10:31 p.m.(3/25/1016 AR)

Some days I miss sitting in my tower swing, rocking high above the city as if at that moment the world has simply stopped. I need to find time to do that once more. If anyone wishes to join, the swing is big enough.

Written By Lou

Sept. 19, 2021, 10:13 p.m.(3/25/1016 AR)

Scholars. Please help me find the information on the Nefer'khat queens I am seeking this week. Please do not let this take as long as the final bits of research that I did on those who might be god touched. That was. . . torture for a someone like me who is eager to learn new things. Maybe explore new places. I promise. I won't flip a table, no matter how hard I want to, if we cannot find it this week, but... I'll pay a bonus to anyone who help dig through the stacks if we don't find it. A very handsome bonus.%f
Of course, maybe I SHOULD want it to linger longer, because once this task is complete, I'll once more be digging into darker things; the prospect of that turns my stomach upside down.

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