Written By Victus
Jan. 31, 2024, 3:58 p.m.(8/27/1021 AR)
My name is Victus Thrax. My love is Alarissa Thrax. My children are Astrid, Danse, Siggy, Delia and Eleyna.
I am not a hero. I just did what I could.
Written By Victus
Jan. 26, 2024, 3:28 p.m.(8/17/1021 AR)
We go all in.
Written By Victus
Jan. 15, 2024, 3:51 p.m.(7/23/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Donrai
Written By Victus
Jan. 15, 2024, 3:51 p.m.(7/23/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Dagon
Written By Victus
Jan. 15, 2024, 3:50 p.m.(7/23/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Denica
Written By Victus
Jan. 15, 2024, 3:46 p.m.(7/23/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarissa
Written By Victus
Jan. 15, 2024, 3:44 p.m.(7/23/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Leona
Back then, I disagreed. I saw the monuments and history written into the stone as more important than life itself. Held close to my pride in the fact that Maelstrom is one of the few strongholds in the Compact to never fall in war.
Well. I'm older now. A few tens of thousands have died. I look at those walls now and I wonder what it's all for, if but a monument built on top of dead bodies that'll never get to walk their ramparts.
Still. It's home.
I walked the length of the Graveyard of Swords. I stood before the great Colossus of Mangata. Things that I have been fortunate enough to put into motion and see completed in my lifetime. Perhaps something will be left of it, when all is said and done. If not for us, then for the ones who come after to see. To grieve. To remember. To theorize once we've been long forgotten. Just momentos that tell them we were here once.
Do not cry for what will be lost. Tears in our wake, never at our wake.
If they remember me as someone who did their job "adequately", I think I'll be happy. I still miss you, Leona. Silver. Whatever you call yourself now. You'll always be a Thrax to me.
Written By Victus
Feb. 28, 2023, 5:11 p.m.(5/12/1019 AR)
I don't know what caused it or who, but something just doesn't feel right.
Written By Victus
Dec. 27, 2022, 10:01 p.m.(2/15/1019 AR)
Relationship Note on Dagon
Written By Victus
Sept. 9, 2022, 4:42 p.m.(5/9/1018 AR)
Apparently they had a dispute over who got to read the picture book about the cat and the otter. Someone (Astrid) got impatient and the boy bonked her on the head with the hardcover.
Anyway, I stopped them before they could get into another fight. Though, I'm certain I've only delayed the inevitable by a few more hours. My children don't get out to the Archives often, so I'll be able to write this down for their future adult selves to see.
Your pettiness is the funniest shit I've ever seen. Know that your father is laughing hysterically when he goes behind closed doors. Because it's very dumb. In ten years you'll probably not agree with me. But I'm your father. So I say it again, you are /dumb/.
Written By Victus
Sept. 5, 2022, 3:50 p.m.(5/1/1018 AR)
It takes it's toll. A pound of flesh and more weight on the back for every clash of steel. Eswynd, Redreef, Darkwater, Maelstrom, soon to be Stormward. To think, this is only the beginning.
Written By Victus
Aug. 7, 2022, 12:26 a.m.(2/26/1018 AR)
Written By Victus
June 8, 2022, 9:07 a.m.(10/16/1017 AR)
When you awaken the next morning, that's when the worst of it begins. Having to get up, walk out, do your job with this new lingering soreness in your body. The worsening of it the more you push yourself, unable to utilize what strength you've grown used to. Finding a limitation, growing frustrated, enduring the toil of a constant thorn in your side. Always knowing that for this period of time, you are weaker. You are vulnerable. Make the wrong move and everything can get much, much worse.
It gets better. Eventually. Until then, the road to adaptation is coarse and uneven. But when you get to the end, you'll have looked back on your trials, and be satisfied that you're stronger than the day you were hurt.
Written By Victus
April 12, 2022, 11:11 p.m.(6/15/1017 AR)
Written By Victus
April 9, 2022, 12:38 a.m.(6/7/1017 AR)
Maybe if I wasn't so damn tall that stope would've just soared over my head. But no -- I'm built to be the big, easily spotted target.
Written By Victus
Jan. 27, 2022, 12:34 a.m.(1/3/1017 AR)
Don't like spiders. This is me, scars and all.
Written By Victus
Jan. 23, 2022, 8:18 a.m.(12/24/1016 AR)
Written By Victus
Jan. 10, 2022, 11:01 p.m.(11/27/1016 AR)
Written By Victus
Dec. 29, 2021, 4:57 p.m.(11/3/1016 AR)
Written By Victus
Dec. 29, 2021, 4:55 p.m.(11/3/1016 AR)
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