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Written By Sparte

Oct. 6, 2019, 1:46 p.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

A child makes promises never knowing what the future will bring. A parent accepts them, knowing in time they will be broken, because that they would be made at all is still beautiful. Yet the breaking of those promises still brings regret to both.

I think on the promises I made as a younger man, and with the passing of years I see why others were hesitant to take them. So I made those promises to myself. I wonder how keeping them has changed me.

Written By Cambria

Oct. 6, 2019, 1:16 p.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

As much as one is like to read a journal about a Peer's duty when it comes to marriage, it does bring me joy to know when a match not only suits two Houses, but also the two individuals. This is not to say they are heads over heels in love with one another, rather, that the two are well paired and very likely to do great things together now that they are united through matrimony.

Written By Evaristo

Oct. 6, 2019, 11:25 a.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

The Commoners Tournament was as fun as last year. I did well! Came in at fourth place. Caught a huge fish, won the Muddy City run, got a crown for it. Love that crown, sits on my shelf on the ship now.

Congratulations to Caspian Wild who won the whole thing, and to Miss Sydney that won People's choice!

I am also excited to say that Death's Crown is coming along nicely, according to Josephine Arcuri. There'll be some sort of event around that, as well. Something fun.

Written By Rysen

Oct. 6, 2019, 11:11 a.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

May the Faith, the people of the Compact, and our gods ever support those free Islanders who traded with the Eurusi for generations, and who now give everything in order to live in accord with our Legate's decree.

It is both an agony and relief to watch children rise from the gluttonous belly of a slave ship, who'd been taken from their homes when the slavers cut down their parents, and dragged screaming to an existence of suffering and toil.

Written By Archeron

Oct. 6, 2019, 11:06 a.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

And back into digging up family history. There is so much that is still hidden or unknown - few of the current Tyde were old enough to be told of its history before the end of the House that was. It is surprising what you can discover - and perhaps, maybe, a place where we might find more of us.

Written By Ida

Oct. 6, 2019, 9:02 a.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

Sometimes I forget how nice it is to just chat with someone in the shop while having some tea or coffee. I look back over the years and realize how many of my closest friendships began in such a way. As well, it helps inspire me more often than not, which is how I ended up doing another small collection of seraphinite hairpins for the shop. I had wanted to craft a diamondplate sword with a gleaming piece of that exquisite green gem set in the cross-guard, but inspiration for that eludes me still. When I do one-of-a-kind pieces, the design has to be just right and my sketching hasn't gotten me to that place yet. Mildly frustrating.

Written By Preston

Oct. 6, 2019, 8:13 a.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

If people have all this silver that they wish to put to charity, this might be a very non-diplomat question but, why do they not simply give that silver towards the cause directly? Without the intervening event? It is not as though your silver will multiply in the event - indeed the event itself has costs associated with running it. So, the truth must then be either we are foolish creatures, or that without the fundraiser people would not be thinking of spending that silver on charity. I suppose both could be true.

Written By Ras

Oct. 6, 2019, 7:54 a.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

The ones you can trust the least are the ones who ask you to trust them the most.

I'm lucky, not just to get paid for work, or sleep in a castle, but cuz there's one I can trust. Always and forever. Straw to the ladder, or whatever. If anyone can do it, he'll dream the way to a happier story.

Written By Sydney

Oct. 6, 2019, 7:50 a.m.(12/18/1011 AR)

My hands are shaking even I write this entry. I keep checking the ledger to make sure the number of zeros are correct, keep staring at this dainty hair ornament that looks so entirely out of place on my head, but I've never owned anything even a fraction so shiny.

The People's Champion tournament concluded, and I had every inkling that I hadn't placed. That much turned out to be very true - but I hadn't counted on enough folks voting for me as favorite to actually turn the tides on people that ... I was just about to write 'people that better deserved it'.

What does one even do with this much money? My debts aren't something that just money can make go away.

A nobleman would laugh at me, I'm sure. The frontrunner Caspian is set to donate his winnings. I nearly choked on my own spit when I heard that. Does that mean that this sorta money's nothin' to him? I want to punch him even harder next year, if not just for that.

*Scribbled in the margins: He's a good egg. I want to punch him in the ring.*

The money - for now, I don't know how to spend it, so I'm gonna take a page out of my own past entries and /not/ spend it until I know how to put it to use that ain't frittering it away.

Written By Cambria

Oct. 6, 2019, 1:55 a.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

Belief is one of those things that people instinctively recognize, but struggle to describe.

Written By Zacharie

Oct. 6, 2019, 1:37 a.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Vanora

My daughter has grown into a fine woman, who wisely still seeks and accepts advice from her father.

I still wish I could have protected her from more of the dangers of this world, but all parents do. We must accept that there are limits to our power if not to our affection.

Written By Tikva

Oct. 6, 2019, 1:10 a.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Vanora

Thank you!

A poem is just a song whose melody I haven't figured out yet . . .

Written By Vanora

Oct. 6, 2019, 1:08 a.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Zacharie

We have always had a relationship that was complicated at best, far more so than even most people have with their parents.

Yet I am finding my father to be a consistent source of wisdom, strength, and support when I need it most.

And he does dote on his grandchildren so.

Written By Esme

Oct. 6, 2019, 1:04 a.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

Love and duty are not always bed partners; in many ways.

There is the duty we have to our families, but there is also the duty we have to remaining true to ourselves. Some times I think the greatest love that can be found is between friends. Sometimes, those friends come about it from less than ideal situations. It is good to be loved and to love; even if it is not a romantic love.

I have always said and will always say, that I wish for happiness in all that I meet. I do not say this as lip service, but as an ideal of truth. I have courted a notion of my future and it was not one I was expecting to court, but I agreed to let it play out as it will. It has played out and I am so thankful for it. I wish I could express my thankfulness that I feel, but words are not quite the right ones.

I am thankful for the distraction of romance when I needed it.
I am thankful to see a person realize their true self and above all to honor it.
I am thankful that when the tides turned, hearts did not move from love - they moved the love.
I am thankful that romance left a great friendship.
I am thankful for that person and I hope there is a bit of this time of chaos that he finds thankful for me.

May you all be blessed by Limerance and know the power of glorious love and honor in duty.

Written By Gaspard

Oct. 5, 2019, 9:27 p.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

It feels strange to be back in Arx. A part of me wishes I didn't have to leave the Cloudspine again, but I know I have to be here to show support for my relatives. It's only been close to a year since I last stepped foot in the city, yet I feel I'm starting from scratch all over again. So many new faces to meet... I thank the gods I've arrived just before winter, though. The southern summers are unbearable!

Written By Norwood

Oct. 5, 2019, 8:10 p.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

When he was alive, and I a younger man, Duke Edmund asked me in for a quiet evening. During that evening we shared our difficulties in keeping our children safe.

Nothing has changed now that they are adults - except that now I cannot tell them to get out of the tree or to stop making a target of themselves. They are their own people.

Written By Arcadia

Oct. 5, 2019, 6:28 p.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

Jokes about Bastards are never funny.

Insinuating someone is pregnant with one in public, and how thrilled their family will be is not only insulting to the individual but also the family.

Some people should think twice before they speak.

Written By Jael

Oct. 5, 2019, 4:47 p.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Cassandra

We would love to see more of you. I know you have been busy but you are always welcome at the Manse.

Written By Monique

Oct. 5, 2019, 4:25 p.m.(12/17/1011 AR)

Something in carmine. In a red so bright and so deep that it makes blood look garish pale by comparison. The planning of a new gown gives me a thrill rivaled only by the thought of where I plan to wear it.

Written By Catalana

Oct. 5, 2019, 1:41 p.m.(12/16/1011 AR)

I am astounded and so pleased at how many came to a simple tea at the Kay the other night. I have however lost a bowl of trifle. I am almost positive who the thief is. If he brings it back, I won't name him or his flamboyant pumpkin colored outfit in the whites.

Next event, a ball on my husband's ship. I am so excited to show it off, I believe he may love the boat more than me. I should probably alert him to the fact I have commandeered his ship for the event.

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