Written By Amari
March 5, 2020, 8:14 p.m.(11/16/1012 AR)
That's quite sad to hear. I was rather fond of Duke Vercyn and his beard.
Written By Rysen
March 5, 2020, 6:46 p.m.(11/16/1012 AR)
When I first joined the Gold Order, Paragon Alexis took me to the Order's library, where she showed me a copy of a journal from someone who witnessed the last duel of Lagoma's knight against his great enemy. I recorded the passage in my own journal, and transcribe it here again:
"But under it, beneath it, all I saw was a man, suffering beyond all endurance and challenged beyond all measure, who refused to die while we still needed him. The wonders and terrors of that day may fade into song and legend, but all that I will truly remember til my last day is the image of a single soul struggling to stand as all the Abyss sought to make him kneel."
With the blessing of my cousin, I soon leave to join the crusade with Grand Master Preston. May Our Lady of Change watch over me, and guide me. Let my actions bring honor to the Houses of Crovane and Redrain, to the Gold Order and the Inquisition. Let my wife, my son and my twins take pride in my actions. Let me stand while there are those who need me, though all of the Abyss should seek to make me kneel.
"But under it, beneath it, all I saw was a man, suffering beyond all endurance and challenged beyond all measure, who refused to die while we still needed him. The wonders and terrors of that day may fade into song and legend, but all that I will truly remember til my last day is the image of a single soul struggling to stand as all the Abyss sought to make him kneel."
With the blessing of my cousin, I soon leave to join the crusade with Grand Master Preston. May Our Lady of Change watch over me, and guide me. Let my actions bring honor to the Houses of Crovane and Redrain, to the Gold Order and the Inquisition. Let my wife, my son and my twins take pride in my actions. Let me stand while there are those who need me, though all of the Abyss should seek to make me kneel.
Written By Lucene
March 5, 2020, 6:38 p.m.(11/16/1012 AR)
I've made my intentions and my motivations clear to several parties in my life. I've kept some cards close to my chest, while speaking freely of others. I've made my move, I've taken my stand, I've said my piece.
I will be hated by those closest to me in the future, but if that is the burden I must bear to get what I want, so be it.
Have mercy on me - all that I do, I do in the name of family.
Now, all that is left to do is to wait.
I will be hated by those closest to me in the future, but if that is the burden I must bear to get what I want, so be it.
Have mercy on me - all that I do, I do in the name of family.
Now, all that is left to do is to wait.
Written By Kenrith
March 5, 2020, 11:57 a.m.(11/15/1012 AR)
What a day! To start my day off right, I elected to brew myself something herbal and hot. Much to my surprise, I added the wrong bits and bobs, and surprise surprise, I made an utterly pungent concoction. While it was repulsive to drink, I found that it was surprisingly effective as an unguent once I let it cool down. I'll make sure to look into this further.
Plus, I shall absolutely make sure to be more focused when preparing an enjoyable drink for myself in the morning. Or perhaps I shouldn't, if it leads to more discoveries? Hmm, hard to say.
To tie off this brief event, I can cheerfully say that I did manage to make myself a hot drink after all! All's well that ends well.
Plus, I shall absolutely make sure to be more focused when preparing an enjoyable drink for myself in the morning. Or perhaps I shouldn't, if it leads to more discoveries? Hmm, hard to say.
To tie off this brief event, I can cheerfully say that I did manage to make myself a hot drink after all! All's well that ends well.
Written By Saberurn
March 5, 2020, 10:27 a.m.(11/15/1012 AR)
"Believe me, the Inquisition isn't secretly chatting with Jadairal. We don't want to go under writ to Platinum any more than you do. And make no mistake, that's what accepting the help of the Undying Empire means. It would be losing our autonomy, even to the point of losing all freedom of choice."
"Don't take for granted the freedom of choice. Did you hear that Prism made an appearance at the last Assembly of Peers? She represents Skald, and even beyond wanting to rid Eurus of slavery, she wants to make sure we all have the freedom to choose our own fate."
I overheard this while writing my notes at the Traders Tavern. As they were discussing this openly in my presence, I did not feel as something I should not write openly as well.
Interesting references to look for.
"The Inquisition is the investigative arm of the Crown. For the most part, we investigate murders and other serious crimes that take place in the city of Arx. A lot less demon-hunting than there was in the old days."
"But go to the Lowers someday, you'll hear different stories. Folk snatched out of their homes, tortured to death, nobody caring."
"And of course, none of the difficulty of the people in the Lowers comes from crime families struggling for power or people running afoul of groups like the Silver Harpies. You speak of problems that were common in the days that Shreve was Master of Questions, but I had Inquisitor and Confessor friends who vanished, memories of them stolen, just because they spoke out against what Shreve was doing." - she looked at me with soft faintly glance - "I don't mind, I'd rather people ask and hear the truth, rather than fearing the Inquisition for no reason."
And so, this is my first talk with an Inquisitor.
"Don't take for granted the freedom of choice. Did you hear that Prism made an appearance at the last Assembly of Peers? She represents Skald, and even beyond wanting to rid Eurus of slavery, she wants to make sure we all have the freedom to choose our own fate."
I overheard this while writing my notes at the Traders Tavern. As they were discussing this openly in my presence, I did not feel as something I should not write openly as well.
Interesting references to look for.
"The Inquisition is the investigative arm of the Crown. For the most part, we investigate murders and other serious crimes that take place in the city of Arx. A lot less demon-hunting than there was in the old days."
"But go to the Lowers someday, you'll hear different stories. Folk snatched out of their homes, tortured to death, nobody caring."
"And of course, none of the difficulty of the people in the Lowers comes from crime families struggling for power or people running afoul of groups like the Silver Harpies. You speak of problems that were common in the days that Shreve was Master of Questions, but I had Inquisitor and Confessor friends who vanished, memories of them stolen, just because they spoke out against what Shreve was doing." - she looked at me with soft faintly glance - "I don't mind, I'd rather people ask and hear the truth, rather than fearing the Inquisition for no reason."
And so, this is my first talk with an Inquisitor.
Written By Aedric
March 5, 2020, 10:18 a.m.(11/15/1012 AR)
At sea, the mind wanders -- often to haunted places. I frequently reflect upon recent experiences in the Oathlands. There is a growing darkness in this world, and it often manifests where least expected. In Acorn Hill, this eldritch sorcery mocked nature by corrupting and twisting the wilds into a sickly image of nightmare. They say that we suffer from a similar affliction -- cursed by the black blood of some insidious thing long ago. Slowly, surely, it will drive us mad. Amongst the waves, in the dead of night, if one listens carefully -- they may hear it calling; a siren's sorrowful song, melodiously pleading for our return.
Perhaps I will. Until that time comes, I think of the lovely Dragoon of Moore and distract myself with letters mailed by a daughter of Oswald and son of Cornelius. How proud my brothers must be. Skye, Iseulte, Dycard. Driven, intelligent, successful. Maybe the future is not so bleak, after all.
Perhaps I will. Until that time comes, I think of the lovely Dragoon of Moore and distract myself with letters mailed by a daughter of Oswald and son of Cornelius. How proud my brothers must be. Skye, Iseulte, Dycard. Driven, intelligent, successful. Maybe the future is not so bleak, after all.
Written By Saberurn
March 5, 2020, 2:32 a.m.(11/15/1012 AR)
I was by the sea to collect salty water. I had refined salt... but it would not be a good material for the Ostrian Breeze. I mounted a tent and make up a fire pit.
This remembers me the time at the jungle.
I decanted the water to get sea salt. Looking at the moon.
It was a good time, feeling connected with the world in the silent sounds of waves.
I remembered Orelia smile.
Then I mixed the new acquired sea salt with light lemon liquor gaining a green color. I mixed it with orange tree leafs and some dried strawberries, I bought some fresh peaches from the market too which I drained and mixed up in the process.
I put the mixture at the fire to lesser it alchoolic content - and fragrance.
Then I drank a little of liquor singing an old chant.
Far from home I come
Very far from home
There is no place in this world
So pleasant - the present moment
I miss my lute.
After some hours the Ostrian Breeze is done. I put so much effort in the crafting proccess it exceeds my expectations.
I am glad with the result.
And I hope Orelia like it too.
After finishing the craft a man named Domonico appeared. He was a little suspicious on me. But after a few lines he joined the fire and helped it to keep alive.
A man at arms, Admiral of Southport.
We shared a frugal conversation.
He mentioned to be at service of the Malvici. I need to check on that reference later, as a name I never heard before.
He told me about the Physicians Guild... may I shall consider joining?
Let me see what paths lies ahead of me.
This remembers me the time at the jungle.
I decanted the water to get sea salt. Looking at the moon.
It was a good time, feeling connected with the world in the silent sounds of waves.
I remembered Orelia smile.
Then I mixed the new acquired sea salt with light lemon liquor gaining a green color. I mixed it with orange tree leafs and some dried strawberries, I bought some fresh peaches from the market too which I drained and mixed up in the process.
I put the mixture at the fire to lesser it alchoolic content - and fragrance.
Then I drank a little of liquor singing an old chant.
Far from home I come
Very far from home
There is no place in this world
So pleasant - the present moment
I miss my lute.
After some hours the Ostrian Breeze is done. I put so much effort in the crafting proccess it exceeds my expectations.
I am glad with the result.
And I hope Orelia like it too.
After finishing the craft a man named Domonico appeared. He was a little suspicious on me. But after a few lines he joined the fire and helped it to keep alive.
A man at arms, Admiral of Southport.
We shared a frugal conversation.
He mentioned to be at service of the Malvici. I need to check on that reference later, as a name I never heard before.
He told me about the Physicians Guild... may I shall consider joining?
Let me see what paths lies ahead of me.
Written By Saberurn
March 5, 2020, 1:52 a.m.(11/15/1012 AR)
After my researches I ended up in the The Golden Hart for some drinks. It's good to hear some histories sometimes.
There I overheard a tale of Joaquin about the Dreams for greatness and how almost all of them ends up in despair. It is true - the fortune smiles to few.
A man named Rysen was talking about the Tournment of Thorn, which was said to be a challenge for charm and intellect. Although I do not have a great affection for charm in a general manner, the intelectual part took my attention. I do not know the very details though.
It not last long until they stop the chatter and go away.
A mistress named Orelia seemed lonely entering the room while the others were departing.
Orelia seems an action and charming girl... as she herself said... the type who look for trouble one's.
We could exchange some words, she was interest in my past, and I came to tell her a little about my abilities.
Happens that I did not find a lot about herself abilities, and this remains a mistery to me.
She asked me to craft a perfum which I intend to do as an unique craft to present a friend of hers.
The request in her lines: "Imagine for me, fruits of the summer at final harvest, mixed with just a hint of salty sea air - Ostrian Breeze."
She flattered me in her last lines, but I do not know how serious I can take that words and this is not a problem too.
Once I finish, I hope she like the craft.
There I overheard a tale of Joaquin about the Dreams for greatness and how almost all of them ends up in despair. It is true - the fortune smiles to few.
A man named Rysen was talking about the Tournment of Thorn, which was said to be a challenge for charm and intellect. Although I do not have a great affection for charm in a general manner, the intelectual part took my attention. I do not know the very details though.
It not last long until they stop the chatter and go away.
A mistress named Orelia seemed lonely entering the room while the others were departing.
Orelia seems an action and charming girl... as she herself said... the type who look for trouble one's.
We could exchange some words, she was interest in my past, and I came to tell her a little about my abilities.
Happens that I did not find a lot about herself abilities, and this remains a mistery to me.
She asked me to craft a perfum which I intend to do as an unique craft to present a friend of hers.
The request in her lines: "Imagine for me, fruits of the summer at final harvest, mixed with just a hint of salty sea air - Ostrian Breeze."
She flattered me in her last lines, but I do not know how serious I can take that words and this is not a problem too.
Once I finish, I hope she like the craft.
Written By Joaquin
March 5, 2020, 12:34 a.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
Toss a coin to your jester--
No, that'll never catch on.
No, that'll never catch on.
Written By Saberurn
March 4, 2020, 11:25 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
I dreamed and it was so real. A colossal yet slim Dragon, its skin was like steal. Its bellow parts from yellow colors and from mid to top it was becoming red until blood red. It was with his backs turned to me, waving its tail. When the tail touchs the ground there were earthquakes. If that tail just hit me it would be like a human stepping an aunt wich he even did not realized... I was observing that with a mix of fear and true admiration. That creature was beautiful.
Written By Jan
March 4, 2020, 11:23 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
I don't know if my family have ever experienced a real siege before - during a real war. But at least Catalana won't be anywhere near Stormward.
Written By Saberurn
March 4, 2020, 11:18 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
While I was in passage I saw a great structure wich took my interest. Entering there the architecture was astonishing.
There was a woman in reverence on the altar. It seems I entered the temple of the Thirteenth.
Narcissa seems to be a reserved woman with a unique view of the world and a taste to reply sharply.
She told me about the Dark Reflections and the creed you must coexist with light and shadow, do not trying to deny one of them just to think of yourself as a good being. It seems a sober creed to me wich I respect sincerely.
But as she says, the cult to the Thirteenth are not widely accepted by this lands.
Odd. While this seems more civilized than other places I ever seen - my former master where from Arx, though he did not teach me much about the Faith. It seems as well that creed is nothing so free as I first had impression.
I just hope that this do not interfere with my own path.
There was a woman in reverence on the altar. It seems I entered the temple of the Thirteenth.
Narcissa seems to be a reserved woman with a unique view of the world and a taste to reply sharply.
She told me about the Dark Reflections and the creed you must coexist with light and shadow, do not trying to deny one of them just to think of yourself as a good being. It seems a sober creed to me wich I respect sincerely.
But as she says, the cult to the Thirteenth are not widely accepted by this lands.
Odd. While this seems more civilized than other places I ever seen - my former master where from Arx, though he did not teach me much about the Faith. It seems as well that creed is nothing so free as I first had impression.
I just hope that this do not interfere with my own path.
Written By Torian
March 4, 2020, 11:02 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
It becomes fashionable ( at times ) either in the ale houses, salons, or even white journals, for people to point at others and attempt to tell them where there place is and isn't.
We'd all do well enough to remember our own places first, and seek not to judge others or to envy them, but find our own ways to thrive in our own spaces.
We'd all do well enough to remember our own places first, and seek not to judge others or to envy them, but find our own ways to thrive in our own spaces.
Written By Monique
March 4, 2020, 10:12 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
Official Tournament of Thorns Pre-Game ruling: you may try to coerce a thorn (of any kind) from someone else via social means, but you will not be eligible to receive the 5 point bonus for it. Further, a person may only win one of each thorn, so they won't be able to win another thorn for themselves. However, you will still be qualified for the stare-off with the Archlector Brigida, should you succeed in collecting all eight thorns, even if one is collected in this manner.
Written By Jan
March 4, 2020, 9:26 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
Where did all of these bunnies come from?
Written By Revell
March 4, 2020, 8:26 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Corrigan
SUBJECT: CONFESSOR CORRIGAN GRAYHOPE
I really should have known better than to mention doors, shouldn't I? As soon as the words left my mouth and I realized what a quick-witted man Confessor Corrigan is - I knew that I'd made a mistake. The word plays were utterly relentless and I can never, ever look at a door the same ever again.
He's slippery, he's quick, he's funny, and he's insufferably clever. When I think inquisition, he is not what I imagine at all, but at the same time I can certainly see why he's a part of them.
I may have to change my name and hope he doesn't recognize my face when it isn't all covered in blood though, as I really, truly do not wish to see him again.
He sets off all of my alarm bells, and normally, I don't listen to those, but this time.. I definitely should.
Does this journal make you laugh as well, Corrigan?
I really should have known better than to mention doors, shouldn't I? As soon as the words left my mouth and I realized what a quick-witted man Confessor Corrigan is - I knew that I'd made a mistake. The word plays were utterly relentless and I can never, ever look at a door the same ever again.
He's slippery, he's quick, he's funny, and he's insufferably clever. When I think inquisition, he is not what I imagine at all, but at the same time I can certainly see why he's a part of them.
I may have to change my name and hope he doesn't recognize my face when it isn't all covered in blood though, as I really, truly do not wish to see him again.
He sets off all of my alarm bells, and normally, I don't listen to those, but this time.. I definitely should.
Does this journal make you laugh as well, Corrigan?
Written By Carita
March 4, 2020, 7:01 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
I was sitting in my library in the Darkwater manse when a sudden memory hit me that made me laugh. I can't remember if Nerissa was three or four, but she came to me one day and asked, in her small little girl voice, "Mother, do babies bathe in blood?" When I told her about it, now eight years old, she stared at me blankly and asked, "Well, do they?" and squinted at me suspiciously.
I wonder how I missed explaining things like this to her? It can't be all dragons and griffins, after all.
I wonder how I missed explaining things like this to her? It can't be all dragons and griffins, after all.
Written By Cambria
March 4, 2020, 5:30 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
Innovation and experimentation are not good in and of themselves. They are to be judged by their results, not by their newness or their originality. A triangular wheel would be an innovation, but it would not be an advance.
Written By Cambria
March 4, 2020, 5:12 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
As the Seraph of Ostria once said, "Never be dismissive of a friend's accusation, even if it seems unreasonable. Instead, one should make every effort to restore the relationship to its original condition."
Written By Aureth
March 4, 2020, 4:16 p.m.(11/14/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Aleksei
Legacy is what you have done, not only what you are remembered for.
Aleksei Morgan is going to be remembered in the history of the Faith for being the first Archlector of the First Choice in this new era of memory and understanding, and his dedicated service as Liberator and First Liberator even after his unexpected family obligations required that he ask to be released from the priesthood.
But the godsworn are sworn to all the gods, and our work is not limited to the service of any one. Aleksei's work spanned the whole Pantheon, and it had a direct impact on how we worship, particularly here in the capital. As I see his work continuing to shape the future of ritual, as the mantle of what he has done is taken up by priests long after his departure, I see a legacy to be proud of, and the damn kid isn't even 30.
Aleksei Morgan is going to be remembered in the history of the Faith for being the first Archlector of the First Choice in this new era of memory and understanding, and his dedicated service as Liberator and First Liberator even after his unexpected family obligations required that he ask to be released from the priesthood.
But the godsworn are sworn to all the gods, and our work is not limited to the service of any one. Aleksei's work spanned the whole Pantheon, and it had a direct impact on how we worship, particularly here in the capital. As I see his work continuing to shape the future of ritual, as the mantle of what he has done is taken up by priests long after his departure, I see a legacy to be proud of, and the damn kid isn't even 30.
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