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Written By Orland

Nov. 10, 2020, 3:53 p.m.(5/12/1014 AR)

I had the opportunity to attend Princess Graziella's birthday party. I came away with a fancy prize, one that will sit on my table as a center piece. Her party was amusing to say the least and lasted to the sun came up. I think I'll have Nostalgic dreams for at least the better part of the new day.

Written By Valerius

Nov. 10, 2020, 2:20 p.m.(5/12/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Romulius

It's good to see that maybe my initial advice is helping you in the court. If one is to believe what they read anyway.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 10, 2020, 2:08 p.m.(5/12/1014 AR)

I have been struggling a lot with my birthday celebration this year. I thought that even in time of crisis the routine of life should go on. To keep normalcy, to keep the morale. Birthday feasts for me are a routine. I still felt guilty however and decided to keep it small.

Yesterday I was given the best cause to divert my celebration to: A fundraiser for the physicians, so in this war those will defend us will be cared for better if they must be cared for. I pray for people to arrive, open their hearts to generousity and offer support of those who stitch you up in the end.

A raffle will be held in favor of all those who place a donation for a sweet reward (not cake).

Written By Patrizio

Nov. 10, 2020, 9:36 a.m.(5/11/1014 AR)

My cousin Graziella's (belated) birthday was last night - a good time had by all, though I think I'll still be more wary of her brews in the future, in terms of both potency and its ability to turn one's tongue interesting colours. That said, I seem to have come away from it as a winner in a game - who'd have ever guessed that I'd be capable of winning a match of shadow tag?

Now I have to think of where to properly display the gorgeous lantern that was gifted to me as my prize...

Written By Sigismund

Nov. 9, 2020, 8:17 p.m.(5/10/1014 AR)

It's been too long since I've had a party. You know the kind! When everyone is having a good time, screaming loud all night long, only to end up all over the floor. A mess to clean up for the host, but so fine a time!

Written By Leena

Nov. 9, 2020, 7:27 p.m.(5/10/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Quenia

Dear Sister,

Tag, you are it. Can you catch me?

Written By Leena

Nov. 9, 2020, 7:26 p.m.(5/10/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Romulius

You become more and more popular everyday. I wonder if I missed an opportunity not throwing my name out for a political match when it was prompted, however I was not in the place to love, or accept love at that time. I'm a late bloomer. That being said I feel a blooming friendship as we work together and a particular closeness. I think we have amazing alchemy when we work together and I truly enjoy the partnership that we have developed.

Whomever happens to win the right to be able to tug on your beard, I think will be a lucky woman. Many hopes of tiny boats in your future, Lord Blackshore.

Written By Leena

Nov. 9, 2020, 7:21 p.m.(5/10/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Galatea

Well. She certainly knows what she wants, and I do believe she knows how to get it.

Written By Medeia

Nov. 9, 2020, 5:46 p.m.(5/10/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Svana

I suppose if I must pay for a child's education that is not my own, it should be named for me. I approve of this plan, Mistress Svana. But please, don't have twins just to prove me wrong. My ego can take the blow, can your sleep schedule?

Written By Piccola

Nov. 9, 2020, 12:35 p.m.(5/10/1014 AR)

I am haunted by a vision that is not of my own design.

A woman's need of self-esteem entails the need for a sense of control over reality. No such control is possible in a universe which, by one's own concession, contains the supernatural, the miraculous and the causeless. A universe in which one is at the mercy of ghosts and demons defies all such control, for if there are things which are unknown or unknowable, so it must be that a wise woman must concede a lack of understanding. And though I would never profess an absolute understanding of all, I believe, as I must, in an understanding of what I know.

I wonder and fear all at once, searching in the darkness for light.

Written By Amari

Nov. 9, 2020, 10:17 a.m.(5/9/1014 AR)

History remembers losers.

Scholars seem to enjoy recording every mistake of those who pridefully strive and fall on their faces in painstaking detail. Especially if the loser and everyone around them thought they were the most winning of winners up until the weight of a huge (often self inflicted) failure crushed them down into a very thin and humbled paste. This is very true, if while winning, they were insufferably smug and boorish about it and believed they were special exceptions above and beyond their petty inferiors who could only look upon their resplendence with barely disguised jealousy.

Surprise! They weren't.

The line between being an epic hero worthy of a saga, and just another fool at the heart of a cautionary tale is a fine one. A single slip and all the edifices built to glorify your name become instead reminders of what a giant braying ass you actually were. This is why it's best to be humble in victory and gracious in defeat. Most small children are taught this, so their playmates will keep playing with them, no matter the outcome of their games. Those who don't take the lesson, soon find they only have themselves to play with.

Written By Ida

Nov. 9, 2020, 10:12 a.m.(5/9/1014 AR)

Oaths and steel - I have never been so glad to have my favorite hammer go missing, only to find it in the most perfect of places. I can almost hear the joyful cackling it must have drawn.

Written By Eirene

Nov. 9, 2020, 10:07 a.m.(5/9/1014 AR)

Gloria and Lagoma be with me as we prepare for war. The ladies of good and just conflict and good and healthy change guide my hand as we prepare the Lady's Jewels to be a floating hospital. I've been named as her overseer and in charge of guiding the Mercy and Physician forces into war. I'm no naval commander but I understand logistics, tactics, and the need for medics in such a conflict.

That said, I invite any who have forces deploying to work with us to ensure that the medical needs are anticipated and met for the battles ahead. We will do everything in our power to ensure there is help where it is needed. Donations of staff, money, supplies, and military guards will be needed, so if you're generous please be so inclined to throw your backing to the Mercy's or the Guild.

Written By Svana

Nov. 9, 2020, 9:42 a.m.(5/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Rosalind

Hear this, especially you, Lady Rosalind Ravenseye:

our newest baby shall be named after no one but those who helped create it or are going to wash my hair and give me baths after delivery. And in the case of twins, perhaps one shall have to be named after Lady Medeia as she'll providing it's education.

Written By Medeia

Nov. 9, 2020, 4:46 a.m.(5/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Aiden

(This page appears to have some water damage in a few spots. A few, very round, very tear drop-like spots.)

So many things weighed upon my heart and my shoulders last week. In fact, for several days, it seemed there would be no end of new things coming to home to roost with me which would surely break my spirit and send me fleeing back to Saikland. But in the midst of it all, I had the precious opportunity to spend some time sitting beside Duke Aiden, talking of several things, but also of my brother Estaban. And the closure I so desperately wanted? I got. I will forever be grateful to him for the gift he has given me. I could tell you a dozen things about the man and all would be true, but none would be truer than he is good of heart.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 9, 2020, 1:34 a.m.(5/9/1014 AR)

If someone is strong enough to pick up a cow AND throw it at a Duchess, I need their help in carrying a clavichord into our hall.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 9, 2020, 1:07 a.m.(5/9/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Cristoph

I was being gentle with my teaching and no one was harmed. Besides Rupert.
My cousin should be grateful for my antics. There is always the option of learning to dance by trying to walk on smouldering bricks.

Written By Lucita

Nov. 8, 2020, 10:35 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Fortunato

Wise and kind, a good listener.
I see you, Fortunato, or at least I think I do.

Written By Ripley

Nov. 8, 2020, 10:13 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

I have taken Goodman Apollo as patron. Or is that the Goodman has taken me as protégé? There's some proper order to it I'm sure.

And he took me to the Keaton stronghold and while it was one thing to have spent all this time talking with Caprice about getting a dog, I had never actually thought about the logistics or did much in the way of looking for one. But Apollo clambered over the fence and picked up one that was not fit for sleeping like the others were, and then there was a second puppy.

I want them all.

I want the whole litter.

But I suppose I shall have to wait for news of whether I will be permitted just one. He looks like a toad. All wrinkly faced and long tongue. Toad. And his home will be affixed with a placard that will call it his hole.

Toad in a hole.

Toad.

I have slipped onto the grounds twice to sit outside the pen and just sit and stare at him and take off before I can be caught. So wrinkly. I wonder if he can be taught to croak. I hope they do not give him away before I can plead my case. Toad was meant to be with me.

Written By Lisebet

Nov. 8, 2020, 9:59 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Nina

Mistress Nina makes the best outfits. I do hope she has time to take on a commission for us.

I do so adore new clothing to model!

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