Written By Orathy
March 21, 2018, 11:51 p.m.(5/26/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Fuckin shame. Aye, make it a lesson, if ya cannot beat a commoner in a spar, aye don't be fuckin trying to take on what the fuck where eh? Glass fuckin sharks? Oy. Some fuckin monsters that I ain't afraid to walk away from. Fuuuuuuuck that. Just be a shame that it be you goin down. Gunna fuckin miss rousing yer ire, boy. Taunt ya in the next life eh?
Written By Lucita
March 21, 2018, 11:09 a.m.(5/25/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Estaban, oh, my sweet Estie. We both knew there was risk, that one or both of us might not return but we chose to put our fears aside and do our duty, what had to be done. It just hurts so much, so very much. You had an impact on so many lives, meant so much to a great number of people. I'm not the only one hurting, you have friends who love..loved you, too.
I have trouble thinking of you as gone. I miss the sound of your voice, your laugh, the teasing note in your voice, the strength in the commands you'd give and your fierce determination, or your gentle words. I miss the way your arms comfort and drive away the simple nightmares of the horrors we had seen. I miss your patience, your wisdom, the way you opened up and shared your thoughts, your worries, your feeling with me, the way you sought my suggestions and listened, really listened to me. Every time I start to write tears start to flow. Some things are just too painful too personal to think about right now when I don't have the luxury of giving way to more grief. I have to be strong, for our child or children, to make my way back home and let Lord Vomas know, to try to handle things there, the way you wanted me to do. You have left me friends and family to help get through this, my mind knows this, but right now it is hard to not feel so alone, so lost without you.
We make...made a good team, Estie, both for our house, the Saiks, and as a couple. I'll try to not let you down. It is just so..damned ...hard. We had too little time together, and that small child, that little flutter I feel within me will have no time at all with you. My heart breaks.
I have trouble thinking of you as gone. I miss the sound of your voice, your laugh, the teasing note in your voice, the strength in the commands you'd give and your fierce determination, or your gentle words. I miss the way your arms comfort and drive away the simple nightmares of the horrors we had seen. I miss your patience, your wisdom, the way you opened up and shared your thoughts, your worries, your feeling with me, the way you sought my suggestions and listened, really listened to me. Every time I start to write tears start to flow. Some things are just too painful too personal to think about right now when I don't have the luxury of giving way to more grief. I have to be strong, for our child or children, to make my way back home and let Lord Vomas know, to try to handle things there, the way you wanted me to do. You have left me friends and family to help get through this, my mind knows this, but right now it is hard to not feel so alone, so lost without you.
We make...made a good team, Estie, both for our house, the Saiks, and as a couple. I'll try to not let you down. It is just so..damned ...hard. We had too little time together, and that small child, that little flutter I feel within me will have no time at all with you. My heart breaks.
Written By Eirene
March 21, 2018, 10:13 a.m.(5/25/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Gods fucking damn it, Saik. I ordered your stupid ass not to die.
Written By Orazio
March 21, 2018, 7:13 a.m.(5/24/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Gods damn it.
You had potential, my young cousin, though it hurt to look at you at times - I never wished anything for you but a long and successful life protecting our people.
You had potential, my young cousin, though it hurt to look at you at times - I never wished anything for you but a long and successful life protecting our people.
Written By Reese
March 21, 2018, 3:12 a.m.(5/24/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Baron Estaban Saik died in battle while commanding Southport Fleet as part of the Untied Fleet of Compact as we battled the sea beast’s ships, minions and Reveka Tyde. I give the details because I was there and because Estaban is a friend of mine. He fought bravely against the first wave and in the first naval battle, defeating many of our enemies. He sailed to Setarco to defend Compact, knowing that he might die and yet he put us all before his own safety. When the second and much big wave of enemies came, Estaban didn’t even think about backing down and once again he fought bravely and defeated many of our enemies. After the giant glass abyss shark exploded, Estaban was hit in the neck with a large piece of glass. He died very quickly and I do not believe that he suffered, but that is only a small comfort for those of us who suffer knowing he is gone.
I have many memories of Estaban. The fights with him on the sparing grounds, the long talks about my trouble with women (he was so understanding and insightful), his work with the Iron Guard, his heroism at the siege of silence, his work on Gray Forest missions, his loyalty to his friends, his caring nature, the hard work he put into his fighting and so much more. He saved my cousin’s life, Aiden. Prince Aiden did great work at the battle of Stormwall, but he wouldn’t be here to do that work if i wasn’t for Estaban. Esteban beloved and is beloved by Baroness Lucita. My thoughts and prayers are with her and their child. He choose an exceptional wife, but he is an exceptional man. Lucita was also bravely at the battle, risking her own life as well and doing great work to help protect us all.
My pain at losing Estaban is nothing compared to what Baroness Lucita and Prince Aiden most be feeling and yet it is still a deep pain. When I got back into the forest and start our missions once again, they will not be the same without Estaban. I have a painting I made for him, of a black panther in the gray forest. I gave him one copy and kept another for myself. I will treasure it always.
I have many memories of Estaban. The fights with him on the sparing grounds, the long talks about my trouble with women (he was so understanding and insightful), his work with the Iron Guard, his heroism at the siege of silence, his work on Gray Forest missions, his loyalty to his friends, his caring nature, the hard work he put into his fighting and so much more. He saved my cousin’s life, Aiden. Prince Aiden did great work at the battle of Stormwall, but he wouldn’t be here to do that work if i wasn’t for Estaban. Esteban beloved and is beloved by Baroness Lucita. My thoughts and prayers are with her and their child. He choose an exceptional wife, but he is an exceptional man. Lucita was also bravely at the battle, risking her own life as well and doing great work to help protect us all.
My pain at losing Estaban is nothing compared to what Baroness Lucita and Prince Aiden most be feeling and yet it is still a deep pain. When I got back into the forest and start our missions once again, they will not be the same without Estaban. I have a painting I made for him, of a black panther in the gray forest. I gave him one copy and kept another for myself. I will treasure it always.
Written By Aiden
March 21, 2018, 2:22 a.m.(5/24/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
I thought I knew loss. I thought I knew pain. I thought I was strong enough to bear what war brings, what the path of the sword brings for those who rise to the call. I thought I was ready to accept that those who I love, could meet their end. And then... I received word of ... Estaban Saik.
My lungs gave out... I knew no breathlessness as this. The very cavity of my chest drew in on itself, my ribs a prison for my breath, that the appeal of clawing fingers did not ease. I fell to my knees, the water streaming from my face a river beneath me, becoming the ocean of my sorrows which came to drown me in their currents of despairing grief. I closed my eyes and I saw a shadow. For a moment, I heard his laugh and saw him come to me with the sweetest smile, before he passed across my gaze. The caress of his memories was but the gentle breeze of the ocean wind, as I crumbled to the earth and lifted my rage to the skies.
For many long hours I bellowed profanities up to the Queen of Endings, not knowing where else and who else would hear my anguish with such grace as the Goddess who gathers us when our time is up. The Queen of Endings may have heard my anger and received my sorrows, but that does not replace the hole in my heart for my departed friend... Estaban... a man who I called my brother.
I ask for time to grieve, for the selfless man who saved my life two years ago upon the ramparts of Arx. I ask for time to grieve over a man who came to walk by my side as a brother, a friend that I shared laughter with as we drank, and the lion who aided my rise to a griffon. I ask for time to give him what he deserves of me; time to honor him, his memories, and our story together.
I will remain humbly bowed before the statue of Mangata, in silence and prayer, until this weight of loss... ..............................................................
[journal ends with ink blotches of unfinished thoughts]
My lungs gave out... I knew no breathlessness as this. The very cavity of my chest drew in on itself, my ribs a prison for my breath, that the appeal of clawing fingers did not ease. I fell to my knees, the water streaming from my face a river beneath me, becoming the ocean of my sorrows which came to drown me in their currents of despairing grief. I closed my eyes and I saw a shadow. For a moment, I heard his laugh and saw him come to me with the sweetest smile, before he passed across my gaze. The caress of his memories was but the gentle breeze of the ocean wind, as I crumbled to the earth and lifted my rage to the skies.
For many long hours I bellowed profanities up to the Queen of Endings, not knowing where else and who else would hear my anguish with such grace as the Goddess who gathers us when our time is up. The Queen of Endings may have heard my anger and received my sorrows, but that does not replace the hole in my heart for my departed friend... Estaban... a man who I called my brother.
I ask for time to grieve, for the selfless man who saved my life two years ago upon the ramparts of Arx. I ask for time to grieve over a man who came to walk by my side as a brother, a friend that I shared laughter with as we drank, and the lion who aided my rise to a griffon. I ask for time to give him what he deserves of me; time to honor him, his memories, and our story together.
I will remain humbly bowed before the statue of Mangata, in silence and prayer, until this weight of loss... ..............................................................
[journal ends with ink blotches of unfinished thoughts]
Written By Saoirse
March 17, 2018, 2:27 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
I think we can all acknowledge that me pulling out that arrow probably hurt, but can't we just MOVE BEYOND IT. THANK you.
(I am sorry.)
(You are a hero.)
(I am sorry.)
(You are a hero.)
Written By Lucita
Feb. 24, 2018, 10:49 a.m.(4/3/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Hmmm, will have to show you Prince Ainsley's journal entry. Foot rubs. Something to look forward to later, maybe.
Written By Orazio
Feb. 12, 2018, 10:37 p.m.(3/1/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
It is ironic to quote the House model while fulfilling the very thing that it asks one not to do.
To use a House Blade to settle a personal dispute is rankest dishonor, and it shames not just the blade, the House, and the hand that has chosen to do so, but it shames every person who ever held that blade, including the former Baronness, and the very concept of the office. When you 'stand with' the one who committed that dishonor, you spit on Kima Saik's name, her honor, and the prestige of the office of Sword.
I have no idea when it has become fashionable to spit on the name of Gloria among the peerage, but it is a trend we could all do without.
To use a House Blade to settle a personal dispute is rankest dishonor, and it shames not just the blade, the House, and the hand that has chosen to do so, but it shames every person who ever held that blade, including the former Baronness, and the very concept of the office. When you 'stand with' the one who committed that dishonor, you spit on Kima Saik's name, her honor, and the prestige of the office of Sword.
I have no idea when it has become fashionable to spit on the name of Gloria among the peerage, but it is a trend we could all do without.
Written By Aiden
Feb. 11, 2018, 5:46 p.m.(2/27/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Welcome to the fold!
Written By Caelis
Feb. 3, 2018, 11:42 p.m.(2/12/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
I am ever impressed at how your skill with a blade grows. I hope Riptide does you credit. I know you were passed the blade and job rather quickly, but I think you are a credit to Southport. There will be trying days ahead and many will look to you. Remember the symbol of the station on your hip and the skill as admiral you have shown so far. I'm always a messenger away as well. Thank you for the sparing match today.
I take some small relief knowing I can still beat you six months and a half pregnant if I wanted to.
I take some small relief knowing I can still beat you six months and a half pregnant if I wanted to.
Written By Aiden
Jan. 26, 2018, 10:31 a.m.(1/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
That was quite the night at the Hundred Cities!
Thank you to Sparte and Waldemai in particular for coming out to celebrate Estaban's last night unwed! It was spontaneous and a lot of good fun. There were sea shanties sung and plenty to drink.
Congratulations my friend. May your house grow strong with your marriage.
Thank you to Sparte and Waldemai in particular for coming out to celebrate Estaban's last night unwed! It was spontaneous and a lot of good fun. There were sea shanties sung and plenty to drink.
Congratulations my friend. May your house grow strong with your marriage.
Written By Lucita
Dec. 9, 2017, 10:22 a.m.(9/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Burns are terrible things, especially with both hands, arms, and back are bandaged and painful. I hope the children that were saved from the burning building will never forget the courage and ordeal the men who rescued them went through for their sake and know their lives mattered to others.
Note: Stubborn man, so many messages and suffering with each word written. If there is ever a time both hands are bandaged up so much again, just have them visit and talk.
Note: Stubborn man, so many messages and suffering with each word written. If there is ever a time both hands are bandaged up so much again, just have them visit and talk.
Written By Lucita
Nov. 6, 2017, 10:43 a.m.(7/14/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Considerate, courtly, charming (journal entry rambles on and on lauding the fine qualities of Estaban). My betrothed.
Written By Luca
Oct. 8, 2017, 4:34 p.m.(5/12/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Ban's apparently nimble as myself these days. I'm proud of him and glad to have had some small hand in it. Looking forward to our next shirtless dance for the ladies.
Written By Clara
Sept. 9, 2017, 4:22 a.m.(3/7/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
At first Estaban made his way up to the camp just to bring me whiskey and some fresh foods. Which really was nice since the rations are fairly stale. I never thought I would be so happy to see bread, cheese, and fruit but it was quite the treat. It was sweet of him.
After that, Estaban returned to work with us as a guard for one of the healers. And we have talked a couple of times but when he came to visit me specifically we got talking about the things that had happened to me and I started crying(one of the same times Merek comforted me). He talked to me and provided warm arms to rest in and friendly words to calm me down. He is a sweet and understanding man.
After that, Estaban returned to work with us as a guard for one of the healers. And we have talked a couple of times but when he came to visit me specifically we got talking about the things that had happened to me and I started crying(one of the same times Merek comforted me). He talked to me and provided warm arms to rest in and friendly words to calm me down. He is a sweet and understanding man.
Written By Artorius
Aug. 31, 2017, 4:12 p.m.(2/15/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Congratulations on your new position as Admiral of the Malvici Fleet.
My sister tends to be wise in professional decisions, so I'll put my faith in her decision -and- your skill at sailing.
Do your best!
My sister tends to be wise in professional decisions, so I'll put my faith in her decision -and- your skill at sailing.
Do your best!
Written By Caelis
Aug. 31, 2017, 1:39 p.m.(2/15/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Congratulations Lord Admiral Estaban. You have earned this many times over. I will miss Riptide, but I trust the blade is in good hands as is my fleet. I look forward to seeing how you work with the other admirals of Arx and I know like I did in my time serving at Duchess Calypso's side, you will learn many things. Of course, I suppose the sailors will be a little sad. If you find any drawings in your inspections of the ships, I suggest burning them.
Written By Aiden
Aug. 31, 2017, 11:34 a.m.(2/15/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
The only thing I have to say ... When do we go celebrate?
Written By Calypso
Aug. 31, 2017, 11:26 a.m.(2/15/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
Congratulations Lord Admiral, I know you will lead our fleet well.
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