Written By Svana
Aug. 7, 2020, 3:31 p.m.(10/18/1013 AR)
Today I have started down a path that will be hard, but rewarding. I want to thank someone for putting my mind at ease (you know who you are) and talking me through what I've been experiencing. I could not do it without you. But I will have to at some point. I have so many things to learn and to prepare for, but I have never been so sure about anything. I do mean anything.
Written By Calista
Aug. 7, 2020, 1:40 p.m.(10/18/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
Godspeed, brother. I will keep you in my prayers. While you might expect to return, I have learned to expect the unexpected.
If you find him, tell him I love and miss him.
If you find him, tell him I love and miss him.
Written By Bree
Aug. 7, 2020, 1:07 p.m.(10/18/1013 AR)
Stillness is difficult for me, being inside for days even more so! And yet, after thirteen days in Gild's shrine, I feel refreshed and more able to tackle the injustices of the world. So many came by to offer their insight and companionship during my personal vigil, and the stories of Gild, the connections felt by so many to her guidance, certainly helped me consider my own attachment to Gild and her teachings. Thank you.
Written By Nina
Aug. 7, 2020, 12:34 p.m.(10/18/1013 AR)
I never envisioned myself as a priestess, but I do believe that the journey with the Harlequins will be a fruitful one! How much my path has changed in only a short time and so much now more to learn about and grow!
Written By Eirene
Aug. 7, 2020, 12:27 p.m.(10/18/1013 AR)
And here I go again. At least this time I know what to expect. I made him cry. It's so adorable.
Written By Ophelia
Aug. 7, 2020, 11:08 a.m.(10/17/1013 AR)
I love the color and scent of autumn, but I hate to see the songbirds leave.
Written By Ida
Aug. 7, 2020, 10:17 a.m.(10/17/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
When I was a younger woman fighting my way around the Oathlands, an equally younger Prince Edain gave me the honor of being one of my fans. I doubt either of us realized where our lives might lead back then; everything seemed so much simpler and all. He invited me to come to Arx as one of the smiths for House Valardin, and with my children grown I thought, why not? His patronage lead so many new people to the shop I had set up, and he honored me again by granting me a knighthood and title of Hammer of the West.
Here he is again, going down a path I doubt he saw coming, and part of me wishes I could follow him there as well. Maybe in time, that's where my journey will lead. Instead, for now, I will remember the words he told me his sister, Princess Tabitha, once told him: "In politics everyone is looking to get what they want and will turn on you to get it. Once you realize that, you realize there is never a reason to do anything other than what you believe to be right."
I promise to keep doing what I believe to be right and uphold the oaths I made to you and House Valardin, even if you aren't here to make sure that I do.
Here he is again, going down a path I doubt he saw coming, and part of me wishes I could follow him there as well. Maybe in time, that's where my journey will lead. Instead, for now, I will remember the words he told me his sister, Princess Tabitha, once told him: "In politics everyone is looking to get what they want and will turn on you to get it. Once you realize that, you realize there is never a reason to do anything other than what you believe to be right."
I promise to keep doing what I believe to be right and uphold the oaths I made to you and House Valardin, even if you aren't here to make sure that I do.
Written By Eirene
Aug. 7, 2020, 10:12 a.m.(10/17/1013 AR)
My thanks and appreciation to the many First Responders of Arx who run towards danger instead of from it. It's good to know there's people who got my back when I expose it during the course of my duties as a Physician and medic. People will live who may have died, a barkeep may keep his hand instead of losing it.
My sympathy to whomever has to clean up the mess in the Unkindness. That was a pretty bad wrecking. Oh, and the Fox. I hope that place gets cleaned up since it's one of my usual haunts.
My sympathy to whomever has to clean up the mess in the Unkindness. That was a pretty bad wrecking. Oh, and the Fox. I hope that place gets cleaned up since it's one of my usual haunts.
Written By Eirene
Aug. 7, 2020, 9:15 a.m.(10/17/1013 AR)
Sometimes you study a topic you wish you hadn't.
Othertimes people come to you with topics you wish you -had-.
It's a total crap shoot what you do and if it'll pay off.
Note to self: Stare upward more.
Othertimes people come to you with topics you wish you -had-.
It's a total crap shoot what you do and if it'll pay off.
Note to self: Stare upward more.
Written By Adrienne
Aug. 7, 2020, 8:19 a.m.(10/17/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Alis
High Lord Alis Valardin. You have in title what you have always had in spirit. How blessed we are to have you.
Written By Appolonia
Aug. 7, 2020, 3:01 a.m.(10/17/1013 AR)
Sometimes I wonder about all these things that happen, about which no concern should be paid.
Written By Rosalind
Aug. 7, 2020, 1:46 a.m.(10/17/1013 AR)
Note to self...Learn about personal boundaries
Written By Svana
Aug. 6, 2020, 10:35 p.m.(10/16/1013 AR)
I am less concerned with the things that ate my husband and the things that might want to eat me now, if what I think might be happening is happening with me.
I am also more confused than I was before. Go figure...
I am also more confused than I was before. Go figure...
Written By Adrienne
Aug. 6, 2020, 10:14 p.m.(10/16/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
A day has not passed that I have not prayed for you nor shall one from now until we meet again, whether here or on the Wheel or beyond the shining gates. May you be a beacon to people of good will and a scourge to those unrighteous hearts who would tyrannize them.
In duty, in honor, in glory.
In duty, in honor, in glory.
Written By Piccola
Aug. 6, 2020, 8:04 p.m.(10/16/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Mihaly
I always read with fondness and reverence the words of old warriors.
You say, quite adroitly, that gleaning wisdom from contemplation of war is akin to asking how the wind blows. I could not agree more. For many warriors, knowing how the wind blows is pointless. The wind does little to deflect the thrust of a spear or the slash of a blade from horseback. It does even less to drown out the screams of the dying and the dirges for the dead.
I will note, in closing, only that I am an archer.
You say, quite adroitly, that gleaning wisdom from contemplation of war is akin to asking how the wind blows. I could not agree more. For many warriors, knowing how the wind blows is pointless. The wind does little to deflect the thrust of a spear or the slash of a blade from horseback. It does even less to drown out the screams of the dying and the dirges for the dead.
I will note, in closing, only that I am an archer.
Written By Mihaly
Aug. 6, 2020, 1:57 p.m.(10/16/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Piccola
I don't like journals. I like less knowing people what I think, and I tend more often than not to care even less what others think. It's easier to do your duty than speak aloud.
But. I will say this.
Seems like you're desperately seeking answers to something.The answers you seek to the questions you ask to the empty world. I can tell you this much from over twenty years of soldiering. And twenty years in and out of various wars. Losing them. Winning them.
There isn't an answer to them.
The nature of war simply is. You exist within it, or you play the smart choice and contend outside. To develop a philosophy around to gleam some kind wisdom around it is asking how the wind blows. An exercise in determining the nature of the human mind. Some single facet to a greater whole that'll reveal itself in some grand revelation.
It's war. It just is.
Keep doing this long enough, you'll find your own answers. One that'll suit you. Don't pay no mind to the words of an old knight staring down the blade at the twilight.
But. I will say this.
Seems like you're desperately seeking answers to something.The answers you seek to the questions you ask to the empty world. I can tell you this much from over twenty years of soldiering. And twenty years in and out of various wars. Losing them. Winning them.
There isn't an answer to them.
The nature of war simply is. You exist within it, or you play the smart choice and contend outside. To develop a philosophy around to gleam some kind wisdom around it is asking how the wind blows. An exercise in determining the nature of the human mind. Some single facet to a greater whole that'll reveal itself in some grand revelation.
It's war. It just is.
Keep doing this long enough, you'll find your own answers. One that'll suit you. Don't pay no mind to the words of an old knight staring down the blade at the twilight.
Written By Aine
Aug. 6, 2020, 9:48 a.m.(10/15/1013 AR)
Mother has been training me in diplomacy for some time, but I'm still getting it wrong. I suppose this is where experience is supposed to come in.
Anyone in the market for a cut rate diplomat?
Anyone in the market for a cut rate diplomat?
Written By Tyrus
Aug. 6, 2020, 8:43 a.m.(10/15/1013 AR)
It is ironic that I should write about it, given my reaction at the assembly when the one named Prism stepped up and asked that we wage war on slavery and that we should do it to free both enslaved and enslaver rather than with hatred in our hearts.
Since then I've heard many a call of "Death to slavers". And I wonder how many of those truly know what they're saying. How true their commitment to their destruction. Will you stay true to these words when their children watch you execute these slavers, children too young or unable to comprehend the evilness of their parents' actions? Will you put to the sword those who might have spoken of reform? Will you put to the sword those whose fear blinded them to the choice before them? Those whose priests have spent the last decades and centuries telling them how to think, what was right and wrong?
I have tried to understand and forgive. Yet there remains that dark core of hate and anger that would be all too happy to see them all drown by angry seas and their world brought down to ash. The same core that agrees whenever one takes up the cry of "Death to slavers". The core that knows their deaths will never replace what was lost, but does not care.
I know where I stand. I know where I should be. I know they are two different places. When you next take up that cry, consider that it places you in a dark place that cares little for attenuating circumstances and excuses. Consider that when your words are tested, this righteousness of yours will be soaked in blood and that the people you've freed will see not hero but monster who took their loved ones away.
Unless your words are hollow and you repeat them simply because it's what you've heard others do.
Since then I've heard many a call of "Death to slavers". And I wonder how many of those truly know what they're saying. How true their commitment to their destruction. Will you stay true to these words when their children watch you execute these slavers, children too young or unable to comprehend the evilness of their parents' actions? Will you put to the sword those who might have spoken of reform? Will you put to the sword those whose fear blinded them to the choice before them? Those whose priests have spent the last decades and centuries telling them how to think, what was right and wrong?
I have tried to understand and forgive. Yet there remains that dark core of hate and anger that would be all too happy to see them all drown by angry seas and their world brought down to ash. The same core that agrees whenever one takes up the cry of "Death to slavers". The core that knows their deaths will never replace what was lost, but does not care.
I know where I stand. I know where I should be. I know they are two different places. When you next take up that cry, consider that it places you in a dark place that cares little for attenuating circumstances and excuses. Consider that when your words are tested, this righteousness of yours will be soaked in blood and that the people you've freed will see not hero but monster who took their loved ones away.
Unless your words are hollow and you repeat them simply because it's what you've heard others do.
Written By Thea
Aug. 6, 2020, 8:03 a.m.(10/15/1013 AR)
When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.
This is something that has taken me along time to understand. But I get it now scholar, I get it. The closed door will just always have the memories.
This is something that has taken me along time to understand. But I get it now scholar, I get it. The closed door will just always have the memories.
Written By Monique
Aug. 6, 2020, 3:06 a.m.(10/15/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Lexir
Not just hair, but wit and charm and an easy companionship that made for an exceptionally pleasant evening. Time flies when tales of adventures are paired with this particular Pravus Prince.
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