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Written By Tanith

March 17, 2020, 5:29 p.m.(12/12/1012 AR)

Too many gods damned cousins. As useful as a bag of rabbit testicles.

Written By Mirari

March 17, 2020, 4:51 p.m.(12/12/1012 AR)

A true apology generally requires some thought and time to plan out.

Written By Amari

March 17, 2020, 2:43 p.m.(12/12/1012 AR)

It was a good idea to choose the Path of the Wise Monarch, instead of Courtship as I did in the last Tournament of Thorns. That attempt was truly disastrous. I'm not sure I'll get far in the finals, but I feel redeemed just to have reached them at all. I'll surely treasure the thorns and the brooch I've earned so far, no matter the end result.

Now, if there are any unwed kings that need a queen who can oversee their kingdom for them, I am available and qualified. The people will never lack for turnips and your coffers will always be full of coin under my able administration. I'm also very pleasant company, often clever and reasonably well mannered, except when I'm not. I enjoy sitting in judgement over others, cavalry charges, determining fair taxation rates, archery, small cheeky goats, travel to distant lands, shouting diplomacy at enemies, birthday jousts, praying to the gods, studying an eclectic range of subjects, finding lost things and singing the one song I know by heart until I'm begged to stop.

Written By Acantha

March 17, 2020, 2:27 p.m.(12/12/1012 AR)

I feel that it is time to move on from things I've been clinging to. We're about to undergo changes and it's best to start off fresh.

Written By Tanith

March 17, 2020, 11:42 a.m.(12/11/1012 AR)

I've never left the city before. I'm sure that's funny, being as I do nothing but welcome people that are coming to stay or coming to drop off, in my line of work. And I'm not afraid to leave, not one of those folk that finds comfort inside high walls and crowded shoulders. My desires have always been smaller than everyone else's. I have what I want here, most of the time. The Murder, my family, people I trust. I have a means and a bed and a roof over my head, as the poet's go.

Strange world today. I don't know what's in it but I feel like I can handle anything.

Written By Eirene

March 17, 2020, 10:46 a.m.(12/11/1012 AR)

I heard that Prism showed up again. She's real. I can vouchsafe. I feel like I let down the trust she placed in me so many years ago with my stubborn pride. Ah well. I made that Choice and part of choice is living with consequences... Regrets are a huge part of my life at my age. Not that I'm that old... but old enough to be haunted by them.

Written By Catalana

March 17, 2020, 6:40 a.m.(12/11/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Thea

Of all of lady Thea's talents, creating drinks is not one of them.

I suggest you never accept a drink she created. I also fear my cousin may be dead for drinking the entire bottle of that concoction.

Written By Monique

March 16, 2020, 11:26 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

I'm thrilled to record the names of the first three finalists in this year's Tournament of Thorns!

Extend congratulations to Lady Amari Keaton, Marquessa Quenia Igniseri, and Lady Appolonia Seraceni. All three of them would be fit to run any kingdom and I look forward to seeing how they do in the Tournament finale.

Written By Jael

March 16, 2020, 10:01 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Amari

The rule of thumb that I use is, if the building catches on fire, leave immediately.

Written By Sydney

March 16, 2020, 9:40 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

There are few things more irksome than being struck in the same place repeatedly. I can think of many fighters that exploit this to their advantage, and rightly so. The truly insidious thing is when different fighters all decide to hit the same place. Repeatedly. Over the course of several bouts.

A humbling representation in purple bruises of where my guard is weakest.

Written By Tanith

March 16, 2020, 7:48 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

Stating 'it was the cat, I swear' will never fly with me. Ever.

Written By Tanith

March 16, 2020, 7:48 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

I don't care how drunk you are, you piss in my bar and I'm going to show you exactly how many steps you are from the front door. I will count them for you. And then you're not allowed back in for a half a year. In fact, don't piss in any establishment, especially not when there's a perfectly serviceable gutter right outside it!

Written By Tanith

March 16, 2020, 7:44 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

My spirit is open today. My feet are firm on the ground, my lungs are full, my heart is strong. Even the world feels big enough. Whatever is coming next? I am ready.

Written By Adalyn

March 16, 2020, 6:33 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Kedehern

Sometimes one makes a split-second decision that seems like a good idea at the time, and sometimes those decisions don't turn out quite as successfully as planned. What Papa doesn't know won't hurt him. (Unless he is perusing the Whites in which case Amari, Colette, and I ought to start practicing our most innocent faces. Luckily, I've years of practice.)

I know you don't enjoy being the level-headed one, Kedehern, but I'm so grateful you are.

Written By Amari

March 16, 2020, 3:37 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Kedehern

To be fair, Adalyn and I did jump out the nearest window at our earliest convenience, and encouraged Colette to do the same. I didn't think the whole place would go up so quickly, is all. It's the first time I've ever been inside a burning building.

I'll know better next time.

Written By Yelana

March 16, 2020, 3:16 p.m.(12/10/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Geralt

Your journal reminds me of a wise saying.

Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, you'll be a mile from them, and you'll have their shoes.

Written By Eirene

March 16, 2020, 12:58 p.m.(12/9/1012 AR)

I recently returned from a voyage where we had to take out a party of kidnappers. I won't go into more detail in my journals because boy did it get weird, but I am pleased and proud of everyone who came with us and helped rescue the villages. Except that one person. They know who they are.

Written By Lucita

March 16, 2020, 11:59 a.m.(12/9/1012 AR)

It is disquieting to succeed and still be left with a feeling of failure, left wondering if a better way could have been found even though one is pushed into a corner and sees no other way out.

Written By Eirene

March 16, 2020, 11:52 a.m.(12/9/1012 AR)

For the renewal ceremony I gave a vial of the water we use to purify and bless our medical instruments. Water that we ask Mangotta to purify and bless, and then we boil it to invoke it with Lagoma's fire and change it from water to air. Asking her to change the wounds from open to closed and remove sickness. A positive change.

Look at me. All religiousity and stuff.

Written By Strozza

March 16, 2020, 9:06 a.m.(12/9/1012 AR)

How I've come to enjoy the rising on the sun and moon.
I should think one would expect poetry and pose to be written next.
But that risks overshadowing the meaning of the thoughts that I
am putting to writing here. There can be no flowered words other
than what clearly conveys the sublime calm and comfort found under
the light of these celestial bodies that I find myself thinking of often.

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