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Written By Dycard

March 13, 2020, 3:15 p.m.(12/4/1012 AR)

I am not cut out for politics.

I have the skills, of course - I can have my mouth make the right shapes, I can say one thing while vehemently believing another, and I can be courteous to those that don't truly deserve it when it's required of me.

But I am beginning to think I've spent too much time on the sea to truly excel in the arena of diplomacy anymore. I've grown used to being a Captain first, a sailor second and a Lord as an afterthought. I find myself struggling to keep my distaste for politics from showing.

I look forward to sailing again.

Written By Cambria

March 13, 2020, 2:27 p.m.(12/4/1012 AR)

If you always assume that you are an example to at least one other person in this world, then you are always reminded to set a good example.

Written By Yelana

March 13, 2020, 1:17 p.m.(12/3/1012 AR)

I stopped by the shrine of the Queen of Endings. Oh my goodness, such cute babies!

Written By Svana

March 13, 2020, 12:23 p.m.(12/3/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Jules

My beloved is such a strange man, and sometimes difficult to figure out what to do with; that doesn't mean I don't enjoy him, but oh dear.

He has brought me back a servant - a Prodigal girl who saved his life and is now in love with him. Upon first hearing this, my reaction was not exactly favorable and I am sorry for the way that I acted - but could anyone really blame me? It's not the kind of news you want to get, necessarily. But now that she's here and I see she's a rather sulky thing that is merely infatuated with my dear, I am much more receptive to the thought of having a helper. She can teach me to cook.

On the other hand, Jules also took me to my first jousting tournament and it was splendid! We sat with Duke Ryhalt Farshaw and the Lady Colette Laurent. Dame Felicia Harrow is really something. I think she was the most striking knight there. She bowed to me! I try not to be so easily wowed by those things but it was very exhilirating. I wonder what I'd look like riding a horse. Probably ghastly.

Written By Lucita

March 13, 2020, 10:55 a.m.(12/3/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Jasher

It is good to catch up with friends. Some you can spend weeks, months away from and when you speak with each other once more, it is like a time gap never happened.

Written By Revell

March 13, 2020, 7:23 a.m.(12/3/1012 AR)

Arm's Length.

That's how I've always kept my friends. Carefully, cautiously, with a safe distance between us both physically and emotionally. The moment the distance closes between you, then you open yourself up for hurt and disappointment.

I had no realized I had begun growing close to someone until it was too late, and now I pay the price. My chest hurts, it's difficult to breathe, and I have so much regret.

Silk or not, I thought they were better than that.

Written By Miella

March 13, 2020, 7:09 a.m.(12/3/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Celeste

Got to remind myself to add extra thanks for Princess Celeste pointing me towards Princess Sudara next time I can catch up with her highness.

Written By Miella

March 13, 2020, 7:07 a.m.(12/3/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Sudara

Been able to put a lot of what Princess Sudara has taught me to good use. Her teachings have been as valuable as her company.

Written By Gaspard

March 13, 2020, 1:51 a.m.(12/2/1012 AR)

Joined the Gold Order Charity Joust today, didn't even get to the final, but I wasn't unhorsed, either.

Kudos to the champion, Lord Drake, he proved himself a very capable rider. Few could see that lance coming, let alone do anything to counter it.

Written By Jules

March 13, 2020, 1:22 a.m.(12/2/1012 AR)

Here, only notoriety exists, yearning

Written By Jules

March 13, 2020, 1:08 a.m.(12/2/1012 AR)

I went to a joust today, they're interesting after a fashion but I really don't quite understand the degree of excitement they generate. Certainly it's something more with me than anything else but it certainly does seem odd.

Written By Tanith

March 13, 2020, 12:48 a.m.(12/2/1012 AR)

My throat hurts and I definitely drank too much.

What a fun time! Jousting! Fascinating sport! Two people with upright pointing things sit on horses and run at each other! The more spectacular the strike, the more points! Last one standing wins!

I don't know why but it just makes sense to me. Oh, also wonderfully ridiculous. Needless to say, I'm a fan.

Written By Dianna

March 12, 2020, 11:14 p.m.(12/2/1012 AR)

Respect is a gift afforded by any and all, from the wealthiest of High Nobles to the most impoverished of common-born.

And yet:

I have witnessed nobility and common-born, and those in-between, throw this gift aside - both as an offering and in receipt - as if it had no value.

I write these words for posterity to know my heart and my mind in this matter:

If respect cannot be given to me and to those around me, I will have no time to indulge this disrespect as if delivered as respect.

And yet, it is in this act of distancing myself from this that I endeavor, still, to give my respect, as living thing is due. A choice not to proffer respect is a choice, as any, and is due the respect of such a choice.

I will not tolerate, however, that my choices are disrespected.

My warning, then, I write here as I hold within my heart and mind: Disrespect will be respected with distance; and those who make an enemy of me, though pushing for me to take up their disrespectful behavior, will be met with a stern hand and mind. For, though I respect my enemies, too, I do as I must to send them back to the just place /of their choosing/ - until they learn to respect me in mine.

Written By Saberurn

March 12, 2020, 4:59 p.m.(12/2/1012 AR)

I would like to have more time to write. My days has been busy since I started my last work for Lady Juliana.

I am having fun. And I hope our achievments to be great.

Written By Mabelle

March 12, 2020, 3:36 p.m.(12/2/1012 AR)

Gratitude is underrated. It goes a long way though. Try it.

Written By Cambria

March 12, 2020, 2:35 p.m.(12/2/1012 AR)

Foolishness has a cost. Every society, even small ones, pay a price for believing and repeating things that are false. Inevitably, all facts result in some action, so the falsehood, assumed to be fact, will lead to an action. That action, based in an untruth, will come with a price. Maybe the price will be small, but then again, maybe it will be high.

Written By Ailith

March 12, 2020, 1:23 p.m.(12/1/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Lucita

I am spoiled by the Baroness. Every once in a while, a messenger arrives with new sheet music and a song that Baroness Lucita has composed and written. I believe my bookcase is mainly filled by her works. Soon, a weaver will have completed a tapestry that features one of her songs. I cannot wait to display it in my office.

Written By Tanith

March 12, 2020, 1:04 p.m.(12/1/1012 AR)

It's that time of year when the cold chases business into the Murder. When it lulls I find myself drawn into stories spun by drunken, sated sailors, tales of islands that never get cold, beaches of warm sand and cool breezes, trees that stay green all year in the heat, and a beautiful ocean as far as the eye can see surrounding a tiny haven of peace and solitude. The story is always the same, maybe a little different in the details and a different teller every time, but I can't get bored with it. Too many good memories here at the Murder, a tapestry of a tale built by many voices, many tellings.

It reminds me of my philosophy on the days and the troubles of the world, to contract my focus to what I can effect, to not worry about what I can't control. While some may find joy in the unknown, I find it in the discovery of a new day as much as the old patterns. Everything will be alright, just pay attention to the winds and don't get cocky. The tide always comes in, and it always heads back out again.

Written By Eirene

March 12, 2020, 12:36 p.m.(12/1/1012 AR)

Today I found Idris had fallen and banged up his knee. Iris tried to wrap up her hair-ribbon around it to stop the bleeding (It was a scrape, there was a little blood).

She yelled at her nanny who told her to 'kiss it to make it better'. "He can kiss my ass," she said.

Such motherly pride.

Written By Lucita

March 12, 2020, 11:26 a.m.(12/1/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Wash

Such a loyal friend. He always offers and gives help.

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