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Written By Lydia

June 16, 2017, 9:09 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

I really thought that someone would have been brave (reckless, foolish, daring, or game) enough to answer that advertisement. It's not that I'm afraid to attend without an escort, but, I really did wish to make an entrance.

I know that I must sound so silly, Scholar.

This is what you get until I feel comfortable with sharing my deeper thoughts.

Written By Carita

June 16, 2017, 8:46 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

I had the most darling mask created for me at the Tangled Skein for the Menagerie Masquerade - all violet and blue satin with amethyst beading over this gorgeous pearlescent silk and the most glorious feathers. All humanely gathered from the bird that I am honoring, of course. Mistress Penrose is truly a brilliant and talented seamstress. So, if you should chance upon me this evening, please, save your praises for the one that deserves it.

I look forward to see the gaily colored collection of diverse costumed individuals tonight.

Hugs and Kisses, Arx.

Written By Regla

June 16, 2017, 6:53 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Turo

I love my family.

All of my family.

But Turo I love the most. I'm relieved that I found him so quickly, and that he didn't turn around and send me right back home. Despite what I said, I'm pretty sure that she knows I'm gone by now, and that she's plotting some horrible revenge for what I did. But I'm here with Turo now, and hopefully he doesn't rat me out.

No, I know he wouldn't. He kept all those secrets of mine for all those years, what is one more?

Written By Samantha

June 16, 2017, 6:21 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

So many things to do. So many things have been done.

With the passing of dear Juliet, leadership of the Salon is now in the hands of her protege, Joslyn. She still owes me a combat lesson, though I'll have to be a touch more careful given my situation.

I've accepted discipleship of Skald. At some point there will be a much longer entry on why this deity is important to me; at least those parts of my reasons that I can offer for public consumption.

I've also been accepted by the Crown's diplomatic corps, and submitted a list of my linguistic accomplishments. (To note: I speak Crownlands shav, and will be brushing up on the elven dialects in the very near future. Must talk to Aislin.)

My three Deputy Ministers are on place, though we must finalize our initial meeting to outline and prioritize projects on behalf of the Crown.

Costume for the Masquerade Ball acquired, though I did have to get the dress let out to accomodate my girth. I don't think there's enough rare roast in the world to satisfy my hunger. Also, the claws are a bit unwieldy. As Rymarr has duties to attend to, Prince Aiden has kindly offered me his arm for at least the early part of the evening, as we are co-hosts and will be working in concert to greet those who attend.

I continue to spend the first half of my day at the palace attending to ministry matters, with the afternoons reserved for the March and the evenings either for relaxation or any other matters that fall into my lap.

Oh, and the dinner parties. Rymarr and I have resolved that every few weeks, will invite a small group of people - no more than four at a time, and different people each time - to dine with us, talk, and enjoy some manner of activity. Commoners and nobles alike will be invited to our table. It is my hope that in the future, an invitation to one of our dinner parties will be regarded as a societal accomplishment within the court.

With that, I must make sure the manor is ready for future guests...

Written By Joslyn

June 16, 2017, 6:03 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

I'm a little confused. Do some people believe that cryptic journal entries are a new phenomenon? I've been reading vaguely coded white journals for as long as I can remember, it's almost as if people want to call people out in public, without actually calling them out. A strange kind of 'gotcha' where they know that you know that they know, but the other people don't know. You know?

Maybe I shouldn't drink before writing these.

Written By Turo

June 16, 2017, 5:38 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Regla

My sister, Regla Navegant and Sword of Escuma, has come to Arx. Likely to make as much trouble as she did back home. This isn't bad, she was always my favorite sibling, to which I'm glad Estil isn't here to read this, because I would probably never hear the end of it.

It's good that she's here, I no longer feel so alone in such a large city. With father continuing his self-imposed isolation, having Regi here is a welcome sight. Just makes me wish I had a home to give her instead of a room at the Ebb and Flow. Want the best for them.

So. I have more reason to see that it gets done. If I could describe in so many words how happy I am that she's here, it wouldn't do it justice.

Written By Edward

June 16, 2017, 4:23 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Lianne

A great afternoon of conversation spent with the Lady and the Minister, as he recoups his wounds. I enjoyed myself thoroughly and look forward to another invitation.

Written By Aiden

June 16, 2017, 4:03 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

I think I'm ready for the masquerade. Prizes that I designed have been crafted, decor finished, musicians lined up... Only thing left is to find a tunic!

Also, the Arboreal Enclosure in which Marquessa Samantha Deepwood sponsored has been completed. The architects and construction laborers were quite motivated to finish up this part of the park. You can find it by walking through to the Companion Park or through the Reptile House. It's breathtaking truly!

Written By Turo

June 16, 2017, 3:52 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

Writing is hard right now.

Do you think the reason why the ocean is so salty is because land never waves back?

I need lay down. Tired. But why am I still hungry?

Written By Margot

June 16, 2017, 3:24 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Declan

Just when I thought my daughter and I were the last of our kind....

Written By Belladonna

June 16, 2017, 3:24 p.m.(9/1/1006 AR)

I missed my own birthday.

How did I miss my own birthday?

Written By Merek

June 16, 2017, 1:36 p.m.(8/28/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Eirene

I met Eirene at the Lost Temple. I've seen her around before on occasion too. She seems very nice! Great healer.

Written By Fergus

June 16, 2017, 12:31 p.m.(8/28/1006 AR)

Dear journal:

Today I want to murder everyone.

For anyone that cares, I'll be in Marian's room at the Valardin manor.

Anyone that's not family or a healer for her can fuck off.

Written By Alis

June 16, 2017, 9:29 a.m.(8/28/1006 AR)

Deep fried, bacon wrapped pickles are amazingly good at helping one process all manner of negative emotion. A thing I have discovered quite by accident, but have rewarded our kitchen staff for immensely.

Written By Victus

June 16, 2017, 1:47 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)

More wakes for the dead. It seems like too many. This city has been to hell in back in the past month and a half, I almost can't keep track of the bodies anymore. At least that turncoat fucker suffered for what he'd done.

Written By Armel

June 16, 2017, 1:03 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)

I often assume that people make the journals mysterious and vague for the same reasons that a person might wait to go into public and suddenly have a panic attack or a swooning episode, or some other such evidence of sudden, unexplained and exciting trauma.

Because then people will ask!

Written By Mydas

June 16, 2017, 12:47 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)

One can't help but wonder what has made the recent White Journal entries so cryptic and mysterious.

Written By Calypso

June 16, 2017, 12:45 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)

Sometimes the plans we make are interrupted or rerouted. Just because the journey has taken a turn down a different path does not mean the destination will not be reached. If we must bide our time, then so be it. We move the moment the opportunity presents itself and not a second after.

Written By Caelis

June 16, 2017, 12:07 a.m.(8/27/1006 AR)

I will not be discouraged. I will keep a weathered eye on the horizon. I will breath, I will train, I will bide my time.

May your hopes find safe harbors.

Written By Lydia

June 15, 2017, 10:48 p.m.(8/27/1006 AR)

There's only so much procrastinating, so much avoiding, so much head burrowing beneath the pillows that I can do before I really must come to terms with the fact that I need to start writing in my Journal again. Only, the moment I try to think of putting all the words down - they flee.

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