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Written By Aeryn

Jan. 20, 2018, 7:38 a.m.(1/3/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Marian

I wish for you and your little one....

comfort on difficult days
rainbows to follow the clouds
smiles when sadness intrudes
sunsets to warm your hearts
laughter to kiss your lips
hugs when spirits sag
beauty for your eyes to see
confidence for when you doubt
friendships to brighten your being

Written By Jacque

Jan. 20, 2018, 5:15 a.m.(1/3/1008 AR)

A lot has been happening. Between studying, transcribing books and attending meetings, there has been scarcely any time to breathe. I'm going to need more whiskey at this rate.

PS: Thanks, Lady Monique. Also, I was wrong, that bottle lasted me exactly two hours. Please send more.

Written By Jacque

Jan. 20, 2018, 5:12 a.m.(1/3/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Fatima

From an impromptu meeting to a close friendship.

Written By Clover

Jan. 20, 2018, 2:58 a.m.(1/3/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Mae

Tonight, my best friend helped me welcome my daughter into the world:

Welcome to the world, Ivy Mae Farshaw. Things are going to be a little rocky, and you're very, very early... But I'll hold you close to my heart, and we'll keep you safe. When you're older, I'll show you all of the beautiful things. And tell you about the wonderful woman you are named after:

Mae Culler-Grayhope.

Written By Caspian

Jan. 20, 2018, 1:28 a.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

Random thought before I go to bed. Black Reflection was a purposeful refrence to the 13th, wasn't it? Clever, but they could have shared some of that cleverness with White Journal. Between the two Black Reflection both sounds more interesting and has a deeper meaning to it.

Written By Mae

Jan. 20, 2018, 1:25 a.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

From Death's hands, you just woke.
Dearest soul, you now spoke.
Rest your eyes, as crying dies,
We love you, your family and folk.

Mother of Beginnings, we thank you.
Sweetest soul, you are renewed.
Held close to my heart, never to part,
Welcome to life, my baby, true.

Written By Shard

Jan. 20, 2018, 1:11 a.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

I didn't choose everything about what I am, but I chose this. I chose it very young, and I chose it again and again as I grew older, when my choices actually started to mean something. There were other paths, other choices, other ways I could have gone. There were other things I wanted, but I didn't want any of them as much as I wanted this, and so, always, I kept choosing this one. Always this one. I didn't choose my reasons, or my circumstances, but I chose how to react to them. That's important to me.

If there's a day I no longer have to make that choice any more, it's because I got what I wanted, or someone stopped me.

Written By Caspian

Jan. 20, 2018, 1:10 a.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

I think I've learned I am an impatient man. Okay, I didn't really 'learned' it. I kinda knew it already. But I was reminded today. I just don't like waiting. I need to remind myself that somethings can't be rushed, and I just have to wait.

Also, I'm trying to work to improve Darkwater's situtation. I may be mostly a duelist under their employ, but at the moment with no duels to fight I might as well help out with what little I can.

Written By Calypso

Jan. 20, 2018, 1:06 a.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Freja

My Northern Twin. My very best friend and confidant. My sister in every way but blood.

I have no words to reconcile your loss. Only vengeance. Only retribution. Only justice.

Written By Luca

Jan. 20, 2018, 1:04 a.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

( The following is written in looping lines that veer to the edge of the page and back. Obviously the author is not neat. Nor sober: )

Too soon. Too soon. Too fucking soon.

I want to do something. I want to think about doing something. I would, but I don’t even think I’ll care by tomorrow. It’s all a joke. We’re not supposed to get it. Remember, Luca. Remember. If you laugh, make sure to laugh with them. Not at them.

No, Guis, this is my Bl—

Written By Esoka

Jan. 20, 2018, 12:59 a.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

I was raised to be a warrior. It is not that every Greenblood born was required to carry a sword or spear but, as far back as any remembered, our line bore protectors of our tribe. It was in the blood, in the tales my grandfather told me, and I was strong and tough and not afraid of getting hit. And so I set myself on a path to join the blood warriors when I was just a girl. Later, when I bent the knee, I turned from a Greenwood blood warrior to a Riven soldier. And then a Riven knight. I've done things I'm proud of, that defended those I loved. And ugly things as well. I serve Gloria as well as I know how, and it's the only life I've known.

I never really imagined another. But I do sometimes think, now, about what might become of me if the wars end. If the fight against the darkness ends. I think of having time for children. Teaching them to swim and fish, while the man who is to be their father teaches them to shoot. I think of going on adventures that don't involve killing anyone, and seeing the warm shores of Lyceum or the proud shrines of the Oathlands in times of peace. I think I would dance and swim and climb trees more, instead of practice hitting things. Well, I'd probably still hit them for fun, but I'd do the other things more often, and not feel like I had to practice hitting ALL the time.

I don't know that a world without war can ever exist, but I find I can imagine what my life would be without it better than I could a year or two ago. And I've decided I rather like it. It's what I am fighting for, along with the other things I've always fought for.

Written By Aiden

Jan. 20, 2018, 12:04 a.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

Two more lost. I mourn for Prince Fergus and Marquessa Freja and give my condolences to the families.

When people depart and are reclaimed to the Wheel, you wish you had more opportunity to speak with them, that you took that chance to become part of their lives, in this life.

As I recall, I assisted in training the then Princess Freja's vulture...Dangerfloof, the bearded vulture. I had meant to ask her so much more... about everything... and never did.

So our paths ... only touched briefly.

((OOC: Fixed for ooc goof))

Written By Victus

Jan. 19, 2018, 11:10 p.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Freja

Gods damn it all, shit fuck. Who the fuck does something like this? You fucking coward out there. I'll see you bleed.

Written By Duarte

Jan. 19, 2018, 9:47 p.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

The men who watch the ports. The trading sailors who return. Where do they go? Who do they see? Watch them. What's unusual? Listen to them. Foreign agents.

Written By Mydas

Jan. 19, 2018, 8:54 p.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

A world without war is a world where each and everyone of us would have everything they could ever want, with no desire to take from their neighbor what they lack, having all. Short of Elysia, we will never see such a world. There will always be greed, always envy of the neighbor, of what one lacks and others have. For a world without war, one would need to be without the dual natures the First Choice gave us all.

A world without war is a world without humanity. Something to contemplate when one next visits the Shrine of the Thirteenth.

Written By Alarissa

Jan. 19, 2018, 8:29 p.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Calista

I heartily advise remaining where you are. Birthing your child on a ship is... well. I suggest remaining safe and sound on dry land. I clearly speak from experience. Though you can speak with the Dame Eleanor of the Kings Own. She was -born- on a ship. She might have insight from the other perspective.

Written By Ida

Jan. 19, 2018, 8:11 p.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Mae

I have not been taking commissions, though have had some inspirations that stock Ferron Arms & Armor now and then. I am inspired once again, I think, to make swords in the theme of roses. Moved even, perhaps. What a world that indeed would be. For now, we should enjoy the quiet between the storms and while I can hope for a world where I make steel roses, maybe this will be close enough until such a day might come.

Written By Mae

Jan. 19, 2018, 7:23 p.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Thesarin

Without war, what would the fighters and sword-smiths do?

I believe, were there no war in this world, all those fighters would have to dance, and all the sword-smiths would have to turn their hammers to making roses of steel.

We'd live in a world where matters were settled by foot races and decided by the most clever poem. Where the most beautiful and moving painting would win the day. Where those that dealt death would instead turn their talents to climbing and jumping and swimming.

What a world that would be.

Written By Calista

Jan. 19, 2018, 5:44 p.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

There is still so much to do in Arx. So many meetings, so many things scheduled, I fear I won't make it back in time. Plans change and perhaps it is safer to stay here until our child is born lest I give birth on a ship and well, that's not really for me. I'm not the one with sea legs.

Written By Thesarin

Jan. 19, 2018, 4:52 p.m.(1/2/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Mae

War is a constant, it's so. Houses of the Compact and peoples outide it make war on each other, and them who make peace with each other, just make bigger and grander war on someone else together.

Might be a better world would have it otherwise, but what would fighters and sword-smiths do with a world like that?

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