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Written By Torian

Nov. 11, 2022, 2:56 p.m.(11/7/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Cillian

They sure grow up quick, don't they?

I've none of my own yet, but I have plenty at the Culler school.

They come to us so young and it seems like in a handful of seasons they're of age, putting what we've taught them to use.

I imagine it must be the same with one's own children.

Written By Neilda

Nov. 10, 2022, 1:22 p.m.(11/5/1018 AR)

I had a dream in which I wore a gown of pastel sunrises and sunshower rainbows. Then, the silks turned to spectral shadows and lingering sighs.

-- Now, how to translate that particular dream into being?

Written By Jaerith

Nov. 10, 2022, 12:53 a.m.(11/4/1018 AR)

You're knowing a little about families, are you not? Can never really choose them, and even when you're acting like a proper bastard, they always say that they're glad to have you back.

[Scholar's note: At this point, a canteen of some foul-smelling brew was thrust upon me, which I respectfully declined and which he took a great pull of afterwards.]

Ahhh, that is much better. Now, what's I saying? Oh, right. Families. Remember, friends're friends because of your brilliance, mistresses are so for your charm, but there isn't reason behind a family's care, because while you're born into it and part of it, none can be found in all the world to irritate you quicker than they can.

Written By Tesha

Nov. 9, 2022, 4:28 p.m.(11/3/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Seth

I awoke this morning to Atramentous having passed in his sleep. He was such an old hound and I remember when Seth gifted him to me for my birthday so many years ago. It was one of the best gifts that I received from Lord Steelhart. Though I wish he were still alive to see how they hounds grew. And for him to see that Cale was found and has been given a good life. I fear that he will soon pass, but I can't dwell on that. I am glad that Atra's last night was spent in the gardens and then in his favorite sleeping spot near the fire. He will be missed so much.

Written By Eirene

Nov. 9, 2022, 1:28 p.m.(11/3/1018 AR)

Attention patrons of the Black Fox:

Are you troubled by strange noises in the middle of happy-hour? Do you experience feelings of dread from your barstool or booth? Have you or any of your family ever seen a spook, specter, or ghost? If the answer is yes, don't wait another minute. Send a messenger and contact Lady Eirene Riven. My valet Planchet is on call 24-hours per day to serve all your supernatural investigation needs.

I'm ready to believe you!

Written By Sen'azala

Nov. 9, 2022, 6:47 a.m.(11/2/1018 AR)

I've had a number of people asking for my thoughts on the moon's changes. Frankly, I'd like to think of the moon as little as possible, but as it insists on being obnoxiously present, I'll be annoyingly cryptic in my answer.

Time. The moon is time. And, contrary to appearances, there's not much left of it.

Written By Noah

Nov. 8, 2022, 8:25 p.m.(11/1/1018 AR)

Sometimes I think you forget who and what I am. One day, I may even remind you.

Written By Neilda

Nov. 8, 2022, 12:05 p.m.(11/1/1018 AR)

I had a dream and in it, we named you Sofia. I woke up knowing that it was only a dream, but I'll remember that one for a while.

Written By Lucita

Nov. 8, 2022, 9:52 a.m.(10/28/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Mirk

Despite the unsettling times, we still make time for friends and allies. Lord Mirk is such a wise man and so knowledgeable. He has earned my respect many times over.

Written By Aconite

Nov. 8, 2022, 9:20 a.m.(10/28/1018 AR)

On my first day in Arx a star shot through the heavens and what I saw then shook me to my core...

I pray it is not a repeat..

Written By Bonnie

Nov. 7, 2022, 10:10 p.m.(10/28/1018 AR)

A blood moon and now shooting stars. I hope my trip back to Arx isn't set on bad omens or anything. Time to throw some salt over my shoulder or something. That's what your supposed to do right?

Written By Ramona

Nov. 6, 2022, 8:46 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Cosimo

I found a curious shop that sells scribing supplies and keeps a small collection of reading material. That should keep me supplied well while here in Arx. What I thought would be a quaint, quiet place to put my thoughts to paper was busier than anticipated. During my stay, I encountered Lord Cosimo Tessere that suggested some ideas for a new crossbow. I will have to work out some designs to get the mechanical aspects correct. Firing multiple bolts will be a worthy challenge.

Written By Cosimo

Nov. 6, 2022, 8:37 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Ramona

I have no doubt that given enough time and manuals to study, Sister Ramona would revolutionize the field of crossbow design. Especially if they happened to work.

Written By Cambria

Nov. 6, 2022, 6:43 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

A bout of illness left me full of self-pity. The only consolation I have been able to achieve is from Hadrian bringing me books where I have asked him to focus on stories where the protagonist suffers horribly.

Written By Thea

Nov. 6, 2022, 6:39 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

Relationship Note on Enyo

I heard people are calling my cousin Enyo the, "Malvici Menace." What took so long?

Just kidding.

Written By Thea

Nov. 6, 2022, 6:22 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

The fire is lit and I've grown comfortable sitting taking in it's warmth. A glass of whiskey in hand. The years are flying by and I can't help but think how much has changed. How much I has. If I need the reminder, my children are quick to remind me.

Written By Thea

Nov. 6, 2022, 6:11 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

Another interesting Mirror Masqurade. I look forward to these every year...

Written By Rosalind

Nov. 6, 2022, 6:10 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

Just like that...fall is here! No more melting into a puddle. I can relax comfortably! I feel like it was a short summer though. I'm not complaining though.

Written By Rosalind

Nov. 6, 2022, 6 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

I survived the blood moon, with the help of good friends.

Written By Savio

Nov. 6, 2022, 5:59 p.m.(10/25/1018 AR)

I am so grateful for my family, who above everyone, understand the best and worst of me. The strangeness and sadness in all of them is precious to me -- their strength in the face of the unspeakable loss we all share, their bravery in finding their new paths forward. For all of us, it has not been easy to learn who we are in what was (and sometimes still is) to us a very, very foreign land.

I am proud of you, Proscipi, and all that you have weathered, all that you will become.

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