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Written By Arianna

Jan. 28, 2020, 11:17 a.m.(8.785944940476192/24.01291666666667/1012.6488287450397 AR)

Relationship Note on Leola

You're very welcome for the gift, Dame. One does not often have the pleasure of meeting someone who is so very much your reflection, in every way. It's almost impossible to forget you, in many ways I feel like we already know one another.

It will bring me great pleasure to see the worship of Petrichor grow through your efforts with the Lodge. As always you and the Lord of the Deep Woods have my blade, my words and my devotion.

Written By Lucita

Jan. 28, 2020, 10:04 a.m.(8.782358217592591/23.81206018518519/1012.648529851466 AR)

Relationship Note on Quenia

The men of Arx must be blind to not be lining up at your door to court you. Beauty, wit, skill, generosity, loyalty, a position, much to offer in a good political match, so many things they could appreciate. Well, it is their loss and you are independent enough to not waste time pining away for 'what-ifs'. Good for you.

Written By Talwyn

Jan. 28, 2020, 9:03 a.m.(8.779326223544974/23.642268518518517/1012.6482771852955 AR)

Relationship Note on Arn

As seen in the Sleepless Knights, your wisdom and note continues to highlight how every movement in your life before the Wheel had you a man wise beyond your years. May your advice and words then guide us through the next few months.

People of the Oathlands,

War is upon us. For some of you, this is your first opportunity to fight for your high lord. For others, it will be your last. For an unfortunate few, it will be both. In the end, it is in the hands of the gods when we live and when we die. While we live, we do what we can to protect those close to us, punish the wicked, and uphold the just. Have faith in the gods. Have faith in your commanders. Have faith in your lieges. Have faith in your high lord. Have faith in yourself. Above all, have faith in the men and women standing beside you in the field of battle. It is these people to whom you will entrust your life and your mission.

We go to war not for the petty grievances of men but for the survival of our people against a wicked foe. They do not attack us directly, but should the Lyceum fall or the Mourning Isles, or the North, or even the Crownlands - the Oathlands could not stand alone. We have no peer in faithfulness nor knighthood, yet even a land as strong as ours would fall if isolated.

Clear your minds, warriors of the Oathlands. Toughen your hearts. Say goodbye to your loved ones. To those who sail the seas, remember the words of Farshaw - The Horizon is Ours. To those who ride to Southport, remember the words of House Laurent - Loyal to the Queen. To those riding north with our high lord, show our enemies that steel bends but honor holds. But above all, Oathlanders:

FEAR NO ENEMY.

Arn Telmar

Duke of the Telmarch

Written By Evaristo

Jan. 28, 2020, 4:22 a.m.(8.765459242724868/22.865717592592596/1012.6471216035604 AR)

The concert, Powers of History, became something truly inspiring. It most assuredly and decisively displayed the talent of the city. Thirteen songs made for a most appropriate number. So, to immortalise this in the whites, I'd like to say thank you - and list each performer and their chosen historical person they sang about. And let us not forget Haptenna, who played so well together with Nightingale Gianna at the last performance, and all the other bards and musicians that played, or handled props, sparklega lights, and serving.

Mockingbird Evaristo Arterius sang Calithex's Song
Prince Talwyn Valardin sang Tristan Valardin's Song
Duchess Vanora Grimhall sang Primeria's Song
Princes Tikva Grayson sang Alarice's Song
Princess Berenice Velenosa sang Procella's Song
Lady Sanya Grimhall sang Triscali's Song
Lady Evonleigh Whitehawk sang Axia's Song
Baroness Lucita Saik sang Lianhan's Song
Princess Sorrel Thrax sang Sugan's Song
Mockingbird Prince Niklas Grayson sang Tyrval Ael'Noctis' Song
Princess Sabella Grayson sang The Lady of Twilight Dreams' Song
Radiant Emeritus Selene Whisper sang Queen Elisia Ael'Noctis' Song
Nightingale Gianna Whisper sang Elegon's Song, with Bard Haptenna playing

Written By Saya

Jan. 28, 2020, 3:28 a.m.(8.762760416666666/22.714583333333337/1012.6468967013889 AR)

I. Am. SAYA.

Written By Sunaia

Jan. 28, 2020, 12:07 a.m.(8.752781498015873/22.15576388888889/1012.6460651248346 AR)

Relationship Note on Ashur

Every day, I am more glad for your presence.

Written By Vanora

Jan. 27, 2020, 9:50 p.m.(8.746005704365079/28.776319444444447/1012.6455004753637 AR)

I wish I didn't have to wonder sometimes.

Whether what I expect, who I expect people to be, who I know they can be...is who they will be.

Written By Jules

Jan. 27, 2020, 9:32 p.m.(8.745113260582011/28.72634259259259/1012.6454261050485 AR)

There are some experiences that are truly worth experiencing as many times as you can. I understand people being restrained but somethings you ought to go to excess if you can!

Written By Ras

Jan. 27, 2020, 6:28 p.m.(8.736041666666667/28.218333333333334/1012.6446701388888 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

Maybe someday I'll be worth what you wanted to give me.

But if I never get that far, I hope at least you'll be proud of my choices when I see you again. Cuz I'll do the right thing, and I know what it is.

And I'll do everything you asked in the letter, too.

Written By Preston

Jan. 27, 2020, 6:16 p.m.(8.735466683201057/28.186134259259262/1012.6446222236001 AR)

First the Eurusi envoy is careless and catches aflame in the Great Archive, now this great fleet comes at us - are we certain he was not trying to burn down that which was sacred to the Gods in the name of his most unholy anathema of a 'prophet'?

These people mean us harm - they mean harm to our bodies, they mean harm to our minds, they mean harm to our souls. They wish to separate us from our Gods, to reduce us to unthinking chattel, beholden to their beliefs and twisting the commands of the Gods.

This Seraph, this Waldo, must be brought to Arx to answer for his assault upon the Faith. And the Faith must act to defend the innocent from the predations of these Eurusi.

Written By Strozza

Jan. 27, 2020, 5:25 p.m.(8.73309730489418/28.053449074074074/1012.6444247754079 AR)

Honestly, if someone stole our alcohol, we might just call our banners

Our wrath would be the inferno to claim and render the realm around the city in ash. Woe would be the morning mist and the wailing of the dying begging for release the birdsong.

Written By Alarissa

Jan. 27, 2020, 4:25 p.m.(8.73015666335979/27.888773148148147/1012.6441797219467 AR)

I tried on an arm that a jeweler made for me and realized how utterly normal this was becoming. To just choose ones arm for the day. I despise that this is normal. Things ache less at the end of the day. It still aches, but less. It doesn't distract me from the day or by noon leave me in tears. My children no longer run up to me and stare or shy away. A star iron arm, wooden, rubicund, is is just there now and Astrid likes to settle her hand in the false one and give a tug, hoping it's the one that has something to drink in it. Or Eleyna shoves her fingers throgh openings to make the otters in the one arm, swim about.

I still don't like to look at it. I despise it. Abhor it. Such a strong word. To abhor. A part of me that I still consider mutilated. I don't know that I will ever not consider it such. The scars though, are not so raised, softer and as always with regina's minstrations, it heals just a little more each time. I catch myself thinking about it in the quiet moments when my mind wanders.

Written By Arianna

Jan. 27, 2020, 3:05 p.m.(8.726155340608464/27.664699074074075/1012.643846278384 AR)

Relationship Note on Valdemar

Ah. Now the reason for that betrothal becomes more clear.

Written By Vanora

Jan. 27, 2020, 2:56 p.m.(8.725724206349206/27.640555555555554/1012.6438103505291 AR)

I must say that participating in the Bard's College legendary event about legendary people was incredibly exciting, and a good deal of fun as well. Evaristo is an absolutely magnificent organizer and director, and worked so hard to help everyone prepare their parts in rehearsal as well as to keep the concert moving once it began. I am honored that I was given such a challenging part with such a beautiful song written to accompany, it surely challenged my range as a singer and actress as well, apologies for the pun, scholar.

While this is not my first time on the stage, it /is/ my first time performing for the city of Arx, rather than elsewhere in Arvum. Though I know the acoustics in Anekke's Ampitheatre are without peer anywhere in the Compact, I expect that the concert hall this event was staged in is quite close.

It was particularly thrilling to perform before the Queen of the Compact herself, among countless others both noble and common born alike.

I hope that the future presents us with many more chances to share the arts with the city.

Written By Tesha

Jan. 27, 2020, 2:30 p.m.(8.724446511243386/27.56900462962963/1012.6437038759369 AR)

House Aetheris standing with the Compact. Now there was a surprise with all the other organizations speaking up as well. But that one stood out to me in particular.

Written By Saya

Jan. 27, 2020, 2:01 p.m.(8.723003472222222/27.488194444444446/1012.6435836226851 AR)

I have made slippers. They are the best slippers I have ever made and will ever make. I WILL NEVER MAKE ANOTHER PAIR OF SLIPPERS.

Written By Juliette

Jan. 27, 2020, 1:54 p.m.(8.722629381613757/27.467245370370367/1012.6435524484679 AR)

At once I am both moved by the strength and courage of my fellow Pravosi and grateful for the unwavering and stubborn dedication of my Leige lords in pursuing an Arvum where we are all free.

I welcome the Saffron Pravosi with open arms and an open heart, and look forward to many years of getting to know one another and growing to trust and embrace one another as we move forward, together, seeking the grand and glorious heights of our shared fates and mutual destinies.

Written By Tyrus

Jan. 27, 2020, 11:04 a.m.(8.714219576719577/26.996296296296293/1012.6428516313933 AR)

You're always there, aren't you?

I spent so long making my own path, intent on having it be so, to be free of all ties, all things that reminded me of the chains the Eurusi forced on me for thirteen years. In the end, it was a path I intended to walk alone. I never was, not really, able to count upon the support of true friends. Yet in other ways I walked alone, without any of you.

They say a man cannot survive in that place, when two titans do battle. Not unless aided, shielded, by one of them. I dismissed it at first. Assumed the worst after. Accepted not knowing even later on. Left it aside, put it out of mind.

Yet now... I've seen you. Another of you. For a man who has spoken of walking a solitary path, it is one that has crossed with yours more often than I would have expected. A humbling experience, yet freeing as well.

I understood the power of belief. I now understand the why of faith.

Thank you.

Written By Thomas

Jan. 27, 2020, 9:41 a.m.(8.710124007936507/26.766944444444448/1012.6425103339947 AR)

A couple of months ago I wrote of experiences that change your entire worldview, and how lucky one must be to have even one of them, much less two...

How strange to discover my mind has not changed in that regard, given how different everything else has become, again. Including now how I must understand myself, and everything around me.

I asked for this, but I do not think anything could have prepared me for the extent of it. Nor told me how to properly express a gratitude that defies my attempt to contain it to a simple missive.

Thank you.

Written By Martino

Jan. 27, 2020, 9:09 a.m.(8.708502397486772/26.676134259259257/1012.6423751997905 AR)

Relationship Note on Lucita

You still give your all to the people of Saik and the new village is a testament to your vision for them. When they heard it was planned with your leadership, it was an easy pitch to encourage the good people nearby to settle in and make their lives there.

The small tavern, the well at the centre, the houses and the forges - to aid the construction of that ruined Castle. What will become, I hope, a beacon of Saik. Congratulations Baroness.

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