Written By Jan
July 23, 2023, 8:39 p.m.(3/21/1020 AR)
A fucking alarcite sword. It's too fucking much. I am never going to be able to reciprocate a gift like this. Of course he tried to blame Raja but fessed up it was his idea. I am incredibly touched but a bit overwhelmed by a gift that is likely to be the finest thing I'll ever own in my whole life.
Written By Cosimo
July 23, 2023, 8 p.m.(3/21/1020 AR)
My research on the Brass Knight continues slowly. I do not know if I ought to continue or start looking more into platinum or a different subject entirely. Perhaps I need to beseech the Queen of Endings since this all seems to point to her nemesis. So much, and yet so far to go.
Written By Cosimo
July 23, 2023, 7:57 p.m.(3/21/1020 AR)
I appreciated the dinner that Princess Isolde hosted for the whole fealty. When I voiced my concerns and requests, I felt she listened and that they would be acted upon, a boon in my new role.
Written By Jan
July 23, 2023, 7:47 p.m.(3/21/1020 AR)
Time flies when you're elbows deep into research. On the other side my recently returned cousin seems happier. It warms the heart to see. Finally got to see Wash in his element. Now I know to be terrified whenever he feels confident-that man knows no fear. No wonder he's such a fine fit for Kennex.
Written By Magaen
July 23, 2023, 3 p.m.(3/21/1020 AR)
Journal Days are also sauna days for me, Trevor, and some of the others with us here. I look forward to today's with eagerness; it will be our last before we take the early voyage to Glacial Grove. The Crown's call hastens our preparations there over connection-making here.
I doubt this evening will hold its usual relaxation, and even if it did I would easily trade that for the sharpening of my thoughts. Something tells me that this particular passing through the grove will be especially hard on all of us.
I doubt this evening will hold its usual relaxation, and even if it did I would easily trade that for the sharpening of my thoughts. Something tells me that this particular passing through the grove will be especially hard on all of us.
Written By Elsbetta
July 23, 2023, 1:18 p.m.(3/20/1020 AR)
I have come to grinding halt with my research and cannot find anything further. Whilst the scholars of the Great Archive have been so terribly helpful, even they are admitting defeat. Perhaps it's time to tackle this from a different angle. It's frustrating as I feel so close, yet remain so far.
Written By Amari
July 23, 2023, 11:30 a.m.(3/20/1020 AR)
When I do pay visit to Arx, I often have to field the same question: Baroness Redire of where?
"Where" is the primary curiosity, as Reveillon appears on no maps and isn't a known center of anything, save perhaps obscurity. The Great Road doesn't run through it, and few willingly or intentionally visit by the perilous ways that lead there. The Shadowood forest is thoroughly inhospitable to merchants, mendicants, musicians, malcontents, tradesmen, explorers and practically anyone who considers themselves even halfway civilized. It's a refuge for wild beasts and wilder folk.
... And we rather like it that way.
"Where" is the primary curiosity, as Reveillon appears on no maps and isn't a known center of anything, save perhaps obscurity. The Great Road doesn't run through it, and few willingly or intentionally visit by the perilous ways that lead there. The Shadowood forest is thoroughly inhospitable to merchants, mendicants, musicians, malcontents, tradesmen, explorers and practically anyone who considers themselves even halfway civilized. It's a refuge for wild beasts and wilder folk.
... And we rather like it that way.
Written By Medeia
July 23, 2023, 11:27 a.m.(3/20/1020 AR)
It was so lovely to have people in the conservatory for my birthday! The opportunity to just enjoy their company was a true delight, and I even got to see some faces that have been away a while. In times when everything in the world feels like it is teetering, it is important to take the time to celebrate the good things.
I am told that there was, perhaps, too much pink involved in my celebration. There must be some confusion: There is never too much pink.
I am told that there was, perhaps, too much pink involved in my celebration. There must be some confusion: There is never too much pink.
Written By Lucita
July 23, 2023, 10:37 a.m.(3/20/1020 AR)
My old music tutor used to tell me in winter, always play in a warm tavern or music room because cold fingers become clumsy and can not feel what instrument string they are plucking. She was so very right.
Written By Lucita
July 23, 2023, 10:33 a.m.(3/20/1020 AR)
It is nice when a fealty reaches out to its vassals and asks what help they need, what concerns they have....and do more than just listen.
Written By Sira
July 21, 2023, 11:32 a.m.(3/16/1020 AR)
Some time ago, someone told me I should have a cat. I have recently found myself with a cat. She's very lovely, but how do I get her to stop bringing dead animals into the shop? Where does she keep finding them in this weather? And why do I suddenly feel this odd feeling in my chest when I look at her? I need the help of someone who understands animals. I have never cared for a creature before. She needs a bed, I suppose. A nice satin one. Maybe I can fill it with the feathers of the birds she keeps bringing me.
Written By Loramus
July 18, 2023, 10:10 a.m.(3/10/1020 AR)
Can you believe it? A priest came up to me and starting yelling at me. /YELLING!/ He was going on and on about how I wasn't honoring the gods, wasn't taking my religious duty seriously, and that anything I write in this journal is sacred.
He's watching me write, right now. With his judgy eyes and sour frown.
I don't get these holy folks. Don't the gods understand that we're people, and maybe when we grow up in the Lowers, fending for ourselves, we see things different? Whenever I ask how writing with ink in a journal somehow honors the gods, I get a glare from the priest. Guess I need to start asking and start writing. And...there he goes, frowning at me again.
He's watching me write, right now. With his judgy eyes and sour frown.
I don't get these holy folks. Don't the gods understand that we're people, and maybe when we grow up in the Lowers, fending for ourselves, we see things different? Whenever I ask how writing with ink in a journal somehow honors the gods, I get a glare from the priest. Guess I need to start asking and start writing. And...there he goes, frowning at me again.
Written By Valencia
July 17, 2023, 11:24 p.m.(3/9/1020 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaspar
We never got to speak. We had much to speak about. And, so I have decided that this is not really goodbye.
I will not say it. You cannot make me. Sweet dream, perhaps. Thank you for certain. So much more to say. But never goodbye.
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I will not say it. You cannot make me. Sweet dream, perhaps. Thank you for certain. So much more to say. But never goodbye.
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Written By Medeia
July 17, 2023, 7:59 p.m.(3/9/1020 AR)
My 30th birthday approaches in just a few days. Perhaps the occasion calls for a resolution of sorts? Or a party. I could resolve to throw a party. It has been some time since I held an event that was simply meant to be a spectacularly good time.
That might be long overdue.
That might be long overdue.
Written By Mabelle
July 17, 2023, 4:25 a.m.(3/8/1020 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaspar
Another friend lost.
The world around me narrows.
The world around me narrows.
Written By Jan
July 16, 2023, 9:39 p.m.(3/7/1020 AR)
My companion promised a surprise upon his return. I wonder what it says that I am equal parts curious and wary. Perhaps that I keep company with someone who keeps my edge sharp.
Written By Aconite
July 16, 2023, 9:39 p.m.(3/7/1020 AR)
I hope the spring comes quickly. There's so much to do and I would prefer not to have to do it while shivering.
Written By Jan
July 16, 2023, 9:35 p.m.(3/7/1020 AR)
I am seeing evidence the training with my sword work is paying off but I know I still have much work to do on training on things that don't involve a sword in my hand but at least one cousin and another friend have pledged to assist so I am certain it's only a matter of time before I begin to hit those milestones too.
Written By Loramus
July 16, 2023, 9:32 p.m.(3/7/1020 AR)
I still dunno why all the silks write stuff down. I'm trying to see their perspective. Really, I am. But this still feels like a big waste of silver. Ink and such are expensive.
Still, it's.....I dunno. Not relaxing, but interesting, writing down what I'm thinking. We ran into this old crone this week, who was lacing elffoot into her watered down ale. I appreciate a money-making opportunity same ss the next person, but come on. Why do people do things that hurt so many others without even thinking?
Still, it's.....I dunno. Not relaxing, but interesting, writing down what I'm thinking. We ran into this old crone this week, who was lacing elffoot into her watered down ale. I appreciate a money-making opportunity same ss the next person, but come on. Why do people do things that hurt so many others without even thinking?
Written By Lucita
July 16, 2023, 8:02 p.m.(3/7/1020 AR)
Relationship Note on Lou
Such a labor of love. Lou said she has been working on statues of her family who have deceased for almost a year.
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