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Written By Maja

Sept. 27, 2019, 2:52 a.m.(11/27/1011 AR)

For the second year in a row, I have won the wagon run event in the People's Tournament. I am Queen of Wagons for another year!

I promise that my reign will be gracious and just.

Written By Teagan

Sept. 27, 2019, 1:42 a.m.(11/27/1011 AR)

I think I would like a furry sort of companion.

I wonder if I know anyone who might have one of those creatures who might be about to have pups or kits or whatever they might be called soon.

Written By Dante

Sept. 26, 2019, 9:25 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Arcadia

Nothing can replace the emeralds of Tor in my heart, but seraphinite is now a close second. I owe thanks to Countess Arcadia for showing me a spectacular specimen of this dazzling gem. Set in silver seems to be the most appropriate way to display it - I will have to consider ways to integrate it into my wardrobe.

Written By Alarissa

Sept. 26, 2019, 7:19 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

I know he would kill a shark for me, with his bare hands. He maimed a Kraken to keep me safe while I brought our child into the compact.

But sometimes it takes his looming presence sensed between the slivers of lucidity while fevers come and go and a copy of a white brought to me to realize that the moments when he lays his hand on my shoulder, is no different than man and wife pressing a kiss to lips. Donrai didn't raise him to show no affection. He just taught him how to show it differently.

I would kill a shark for him as well.

Written By Teagan

Sept. 26, 2019, 5:31 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)

I feel that I have been languishing in darkness for some time. The Telmarch has seen much of it. From the war between Bellerive and Threerivers to the horrors suffered at Highhill. Now to the mission I have just returned from. I've been on a slow, long march through darkness for some time without even realizing it and I still have not woken.

I think my error is not in a lack of Faith, but in a lack of faith. I hold everything close to the chest. I rely only on my own two hands and my own two feet. While I did witness Sir Preston's Faith in Gloria and it was great, what I saw more was what it means to have faith in people.

I could serve to learn more of that.

Written By Teagan

Sept. 26, 2019, 5:28 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Ida

Dame Ida is a steadfast woman who stands by her word and has a greater faith than I knew. And I speak not of Faith in the gods (though she has that too), but a faith in people.

It's a faith that I respect and one that I could do to learn from.

Written By Amund

Sept. 26, 2019, 5:16 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)

Any fight you cannot win through skill or strength must be won through adaptation. Sometimes, good things, like victory, come at hefty prices.

I will never forget my journey deep into the Telmarch's and the Bonespire's lands, to right ancient wrongs.

It taught me so much, and I am humbled. Both for seeing that all of my comrades were alive, and for the hard but unforgettable lessons learned with pain.

Written By Niklas

Sept. 26, 2019, 4:12 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)

I think I probably should not have woken up this morning.

For those friends who sent messages, I am perfectly fine. For those friends who did not, how dare you?

This is up to people other than myself to resolve. I will keep my opinions to myself until the situation is handled, except to say that I thank the gods every day that I am not Marquis Regent of Stormward.

Written By Talwyn

Sept. 26, 2019, 3:14 p.m.(11/26/1011 AR)

Best way to ensure that being in Arx results in something creative, is to set myself a deadline.

That is what the planned performance will do to me. Set a deadline for something new.

Written By Peri

Sept. 26, 2019, 1:40 p.m.(11/26/1011 AR)

House Seliki is donating throat lozenges to the town criers guild.

Written By Esme

Sept. 26, 2019, 12:16 p.m.(11/26/1011 AR)

When there is turmoil, we must hold fast to our oaths and our vows. Limerance is amazing and is the God of love, but love has two sides. While love is forgiving and understanding, it is also punishing. It is an act of love to discipline one's child when they are walking away from the path or becoming lost. It is an act of love to remind people of their oaths and vows and let them decide their actions.

If their actions and choices are to break an oath or a vow, we must remember what that says to the person. It is not lightly that the Gods hear of oaths and vows and it is not lightly that they view them being torn asunder. We must not look at that lightly either. However, all actions are not without hope. For love also births hope and compassion.

An oath of fealty is no less important than an oath of fidelity. They are one and the same of altering levels within Limerance. We know these oaths have been broken before and the God of love still loves those people around him. I would urge all of you to remember that even an oathbreaker is a person. We error because we are human. We stumble in our paths when we think we are walking correctly. It is not an issue to make light of. It is an issue to have compassion and help to charter a course that brings them back to the path.

That is not to say there are actions and times that an oath is no longer valid or not crafted in good faith. If this is the case, then it should be brought up before the Godsworn in Limerance and the Assembly of Peers. This should be an investigation, not an accusation. Not an act of rebellion. We have seen what rebellion has brought us before. It brings change yes, but also bloodshed when that change is not properly followed. I ask each of you in these times to act with patience. Wait. Wait for the answers that are forth-coming. Wait for the Gods to act. Wait for your trust in the oaths you have taken to right themselves. In these times that we wait, I ask that you do so in love. Do not do it in judgment. Do not do it in jest. Do not hold down your fellow man when he stumbles. Do not allow the dark murmurs of pride cloud the judgments of love.

I ask that all that read this remember we have all fallen short in our lives and decisions. We are not without things we too must atone. Do not mock a break in oath. Do not forget that we are also all connected in our Godly devotions. We help each other as we fall. When others stumble we should correct, but we should correct with love and compassion.

Written By Zoey

Sept. 26, 2019, 11:09 a.m.(11/26/1011 AR)

The outpouring of love and support from dearest cousin Michael on behalf of House Bisland gives me some much needed comfort.

Written By Miranda

Sept. 26, 2019, 9:09 a.m.(11/26/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Thea

From the Journal of Brenlin, Aide-de-Camp to Lady Miranda Rubino, Voice, Sword, Knight, and Commander of the Gryfalcon Infantry of Gemecitta...

...

I was drunk.
I shouldn't have put it up on the Whites.
The men won't let me hear the end of it.
How will I be able to face my Lady Love now?!

...

I think I'd rather be the Duck Platter Thief than have to face her with her knowing my feelings.
Gods help me.

Written By Domonico

Sept. 26, 2019, 7:06 a.m.(11/26/1011 AR)

So I am returning by sea to Arx. With Mangata's blessing we should make good speed with the wind in our favour. I wonder what may have happened in the City while I've been in Southport.

Written By Rinel

Sept. 26, 2019, 1:28 a.m.(11/25/1011 AR)

I have been responsible for a great deal of pain, lately. Convalescence has ledt me with little to do but reflect on my faith.

It has become apparent to me that my zeal is a flame. When contained with humility and acknowledgment of the possibility for error, it is capable of wonderful things, for it reflects the beauty and strength of our Gods.

But for too long, I have let that flame run rampant, whipped on by the twin scourges of certainty and pride. I have burnt myself in that zeal. Worse, I have burnt others.

There are things to be certain of. The goodness of our Gods. The beauty of the Dream. The power of trust, loyalty, friendship, love. One can stand firm against an unstable world with such truths as an anchor. But so many things I never believed questionable have begin to slip away.

That the importance of questioning should come to me now is a profound irony that is not lost on me.

...I need a priest.

Written By Wash

Sept. 26, 2019, 12:30 a.m.(11/25/1011 AR)

I hereby declare myself the king of purple onions. All purple onions are now my fiefdom. Witness the authority and power that making a post in the whites gives me.

Written By Wash

Sept. 26, 2019, 12:30 a.m.(11/25/1011 AR)

I hereby declare myself the king of purple onions. All purple onions are now my fiefdom. Witness the authority and power that making a post in the whites gives me.

Written By Sydney

Sept. 25, 2019, 10:19 p.m.(11/25/1011 AR)

Tried my hand at a bit of wagon racing for the People's Tournament. The purse is just too damn appetizing not to make a go of it, and who knows? Figured I might find something interesting along the way.

Came in dead last, but at least I had a hell of a lot of fun doing it. Always good to get my name out there. Drum up more interest in the fights, if I can. The more people are willing to turn up, the more coin there is for the purse. Never a bad thing.

Did I mention the free drinks? Those helped.

Written By Monique

Sept. 25, 2019, 9:14 p.m.(11/24/1011 AR)

There are a refreshing number of people willing to put themselves in harm's way for excitement and entertainment (and prizes, though I think that is not the chief motivator)! I'm in awe of them.

Written By Thea

Sept. 25, 2019, 9:13 p.m.(11/24/1011 AR)

When your secret admirer isnt so secret anymore. And here I thought he found a nice lady friend and was up to the late hours drinking. He was drinking but no lady friend...Explains why his face was buried in his coffee mug today.

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