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Written By Martino

Nov. 8, 2020, 5:54 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Apollo

We should meet again so you can see how good this pin looks on the doublet with smokey grey embrodery.

Written By Monique

Nov. 8, 2020, 5:46 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

I did not think the skills I learned in my formative years would be nearly as applicable as they are as a Lady of the Compact. Pleasantly surprised.

Written By Valencia

Nov. 8, 2020, 3:48 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

I see it as a triumph that there always seems to be more magical and wonder in the world that one realizes. I hope I never stop learning of such things, no matter how terrible or achingly beautiful it is in it's majesty.

We are blessed to live in such times, I think. Living upon the cusp of something whispered on the edges of our memory. But whether it is born out of childhood tales, flights of whimsy and fantasy, or a darker more ancient knowledge long lost in history, who can tell.

But all the same it is there calling and tempting us closer to things we never dared to dream, I think.

I cannot wait to see the page turn in this story.

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Written By Emberly

Nov. 8, 2020, 2:06 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Caprice

She makes the best of things, and I have enjoyed her parties.

Written By Martino

Nov. 8, 2020, 1:49 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Lianne

A storyteller is only as good as the listener, someone willing to play along with the dramatic flares in a good tale.

That and good drink nearby.

Written By Selene

Nov. 8, 2020, 1:33 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Lady Monique offers such generosity of knowledge at a critical moment. I'm grateful for such wisdom.

Written By Adrienne

Nov. 8, 2020, 1:20 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Vellichor, God of Histories
You who assured our story continues
Grant us the will to learn
So that knowledge becomes understanding;
That understanding becomes clarity;
That clarity becomes wisdom.
So that as we look to the past to guide our future
The future may one day look to us.

Let our hearts be encouraged, open, and enterprising in our service to you.

Written By Raymesin

Nov. 8, 2020, 12:35 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Why, O Scholar
Do people insist
On writing like
They can't write?

Is it art
Or rubbish?
Either way
It sounds daft
To me.

Pumpkin
Gargantuan
Profound
Hatstand

Written By Patrizio

Nov. 8, 2020, 12:27 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Conversations this week about my role with Lucrezia have me worried about where we might stem the tide. I'd hoped that there'd be a more hopeful note about facing the Eurusi fleet, but I fear that the reported numbers are having a poor effect on my cousins' morale.

Though an enlightening conversation with Lady Leena Igniseri might offer hope in the longer run, with some of her more interesting inventions. I know she presented the designs of such to the Thrax lords and ladies who are in a position to fund her work, and she was kind enough to furnish me with some of the same. I'm concerned that, ambitious as they are, there's not time to have anything come to fruition to help us gain some advantage ourselves in this coming conflict when we need any help we can get.

I'm determined not to let the weight of this settle on me too heavily. We must find a way to win, and I must find a way to prove that the faith put in me as a tactician is not wasted.

Written By Kastelon

Nov. 8, 2020, 12:21 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

Concerns about with the whispers I'm hearing.

Tonight's the house meeting to discuss future plans and I find myself dreading what's to come. It's not that I dislike not knowing and having no expectations of what's to come, but that I see too many paths before us and it's worrying.

The last few conversations with Gerrick also have me concerned, but I have hopes that they will not be needed. "Where you go, we shall follow" remains the watchword.

Written By Valerius

Nov. 8, 2020, 12:04 p.m.(5/8/1014 AR)

War is looming. Information comes with a responsibility to understand that your enemies may at some point also be your allies. Demonizing them now won't save you later. Be absolutely sure that you speak to the truth that you are seeking before putting on your armor or rushing to the front because that is what you feel is your place.

Written By Strozza

Nov. 8, 2020, 11:09 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

Which one crafted you?
You are longer when you need
Stretch to reach the treats

Written By Ida

Nov. 8, 2020, 8:35 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

I stood in the doorway of the shop earlier, the door open despite the rain. The mat got damp, but there was one of those sunshowers that, no matter how many times I see them, I still marvel at. I just wanted to bask in the sight for a bit and smell the rain and feel the mist that the roof couldn't keep away. It felt fresher, somehow, and I guess hopeful. Like, sure, there's rain and maybe a good spring storm in a bit, but the sun is still there making its presence known. Pretty deep of me, hmm? It makes me want to create, to fill the shop with little tales based on...I'm not sure what, yet, but I usually think of something.

Written By Cristoph

Nov. 8, 2020, 8:01 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Mabelle

My cousin tells me I'm not advanced enough yet for more dance lessons and that I need help standing first! She's probably right.

Written By Cristoph

Nov. 8, 2020, 7:59 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

Relationship Note on Alis

I was going to write an amusing remark about forks and etiquette lessons. But it doesn't seem fitting to joke about a subject our High Lord is so skilled at, especially when she's being so gracious with her time.

Written By Mabelle

Nov. 8, 2020, 6:10 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

There are no spoiled cookies.
Only spoiled people.

Written By Medeia

Nov. 8, 2020, 5:58 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

About a week ago, I held another Saik dinner and I have been terribly busy since, unable to stop in and write a note about that moment. It was another for the records, Scholar. I saw my sister Arcelia! It had been so long since we last saw each other. And I closed out the evening with a dance with Neilda. My sisters really are wonderful. Even if we all find ways to go get lost on boats in different ways. That's... A bit of a joke that perhaps only we three would fully understand. The rest of the evening was, admittedly, a dizzying display of Scout Rowenova's instrument and dance prowess, Lady Esme's impressive ability to land on her feet, me promising to pay for the formal education of the twin I am mostly certain Mistress Svana is not having this pregnancy (it is in writing now, I can't deny it; please don't prove me wrong by having twins), and food and wine and me realizing that the line between coincidence and conspiracy is terribly thin and sometimes lies about where it is - making one think something is sinister that isn't.

Thank you, also, to Prince Talwyn, Duke Cristoph, Marquessa Tyche, Marquis Valerius, Lady Ariella, Lady Catalana, Lord Haakon, Lady Kalani, Lord Pasquale, Lady Thea, Lord Wash, and Lady Zoey for coming and making it a night to remember.

Written By Rowynna

Nov. 8, 2020, 4:55 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

More socks have appeared in my room, these ones knee-high and decorated with seal cubs and mariners. I'm really not sure what to make of it all, and these appear to have been sprayed with colognes and perfumes to disguise the underlying stench of being worn, perhaps for days, without being changed. Really, what is so hard about washing them?

Again there is a need to sleep with my windows thrown open.

Written By Rowynna

Nov. 8, 2020, 3:06 a.m.(5/7/1014 AR)

My trip to New Hope was productive, and work progresses well on the rebuilding of our family's holding, albeit wth a grim weight of unease that overshadowed everything. People work with a bleak determination knowing that all may once again be destroyed should Ivan the Apostate and his Eurusi allies spill onto our shores.

I did what I could to reassure, but return to Arx with a leaden heart.

Written By Aconite

Nov. 7, 2020, 11:15 p.m.(5/6/1014 AR)

Finally back from my adventure to see the newest members of the Compact in Tor. Though it's time-consuming it's worth it when I can gather those of like minds to help them build a future. We have taught them more of the lands and animals of Arvum and hope to continue to aid them to build a future, a life, here in the Compact. Their smiles made the travel and the work worth it all. I felt so at home and at peace when I danced with them and we all drank wine and told stories. I regret I was not in Arx to hear more of Eurus. Though at times the endless litany of horrors can become tiresome there are always slivers or something that helps to remind me. But if anything will soothe me for missing the gift of more knowledge, I think the memory of the smiles and the stories we shared will definitely do.

I'm hopeful to collect trinkets of the Horse Dancer and the madcap Bee Man to adorn my mantle soon.

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