Written By Kenna
Oct. 19, 2018, 8:40 a.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
I actually should think about updating that.
Written By Sabine
Oct. 19, 2018, 2:38 a.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
We welcome you into our lives, Arx.
Written By Lys
Oct. 19, 2018, 2:18 a.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
Written By Caspian
Oct. 19, 2018, 1:09 a.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
Death (before I die please! Not after)
Someone from Weijin
Someone from Jadairal
A sea elf
There are others, but I won't mention them here!
Written By Karadoc
Oct. 19, 2018, 1:01 a.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
I'll have to think of some other way to keep myself entertained.
(Why do you look SO startled, Scholar?)
Written By Elloise
Oct. 19, 2018, 12:54 a.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
Written By Amari
Oct. 19, 2018, 12:16 a.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Shae
Written By Joscelin
Oct. 18, 2018, 10:49 p.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Evaristo
On a lighter note, I set my apron on fire this morning. It's big enough to still fit me, thank goodness, but it's also leather. Did you know leather is flame-resistant but not completely retardant? I knew this of course but I've never obtained more than scorch marks, because it takes a very long time and a great deal of heat for leather this thick to catch fire. I wasn't wearing it at the time but I left it by the casting forge. Very close to the flames. Too close. For too long.
I can't wait to give birth to this baby, it's eating up my sense and attention and I don't like that one bit.
Written By Oliver
Oct. 18, 2018, 10:47 p.m.(10/21/1009 AR)
My shop, the Tanned Hide, shall go to Joscelin. She's always wanted a bakery, so I hope she'll use the space for that. My only requirement is that she names the place something hilariously crafty.
My silver should be split equally between the Coldrain family and the Crafters Guild. Any materials I have can go to the Crafters Guild, to be shared for free amongst the members.
To my unborn child, I leave my wedding ring and daggers. I hope they will remember me by them.
To Joscelin, I leave the rest, to do with as she wishes. I ask that on my death, Joscelin be the only one allowed to read my Blacks, and that they not be released to the public.
Written By Dora
Oct. 18, 2018, 10:08 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
Written By Michael
Oct. 18, 2018, 8:21 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
"It is not that I do not want children, I do. The patter of little feet, the giggle of children, the wild shouting of 'We Win Glory!' Before a sweet little girl or boy plows into my knees.""
Written By Shae
Oct. 18, 2018, 5:45 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
... What's the saying? 'Matches the drapes and the curtains'.
Scholar, did I say that right?
Written By Nuala
Oct. 18, 2018, 4:54 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
I can name most of the bigger marring signs that batter the surface. This one at Harlex's claws. That one at Domonico's blade, the lovely red one. This from the shav's ugly axe. Another down the side where I wasn't fast enough to turn aside Sir Jordan's steel. All a story. All a minor proof against death if this had been real.
Soon it will be real. Sooner than I expect the frosts will be readily on us. But three weeks into October and it's a near thing which will be first.
So here I sit, waiting for the armorer to get done with my boots and cursing that I chose to chase them in metal and reinforce them with quite so many buckles. He's back there in the sweltering darkness of his shop waiting for my cloak to cure properly with the dyes.
Give me the scent of rum, the bite of cinnamon, and the cool window panes over this. But it's time well spent. I may not achieve much else this week but I can say I'm not longer quite as poorly outfitted as I was.
Written By Domonico
Oct. 18, 2018, 4:40 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
Part of me aches to be there alongside them, fighting so that more of them can return.
However it is not to be, as all have their roles to play in the dark times ahead.
Written By Evaristo
Oct. 18, 2018, 3:11 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
They like the cabinet because it is amazing and you can stand staring at it for hours and be lost in tales of what this cabinet has been part of.
That, and I promised them all I'd sing and play for them for free at their evening of choice, at some party or another.
Written By Margret
Oct. 18, 2018, 2:47 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
If I and my husband Alessandro Greenmarch were both to perish we leave our ward Valarienne in the care of my cousin Marquis Marius Greenmarch and his wife Marquessa Simone Greenmarch. Any funds or financial resources I have, if both my husband and I are dead, are to be used in the upbringing of our ward. We also ask that every effort be made to give the child a trade fit for our beloved little girl who we would adopt as our own if social station were not a factor so she may have a happy and comfortable life.
To Valarienne I leave my iridescite and stygian necklace.
To Alessandro I leave my wedding ring. On the event of his death my ring is to be given to our unborn child. If our darling baby perishes with me I ask that my wedding ring be placed in the Heritage Hall of Greenmarch Lodge.
To my sister Ianna I leave my wardrobe. Could you have ever imagined we would ever have such lovely things when we were growing up in the Greenwood, Ianna?
Save for my green seasilk gown and slippers with the dragonflies. That goes to Marquessa Simone Greenmarch because she looks so stunning in green.
Save for my blue seasilk with the empire waist that looks like a night sky along with my duskstone coronet. I leave that to Princess Elgana Redrain because it would look beautiful on her.
I leave my pewter friendship bracelet to Bliss Whisper so she remembers she always has friends who love her.
I leave my hairpins to my cousin Lady Monique Greenmarch because I know she loves sharp things.
I ask that my wedding gown be displayed in the Heritage Hall of Greenmarch Lodge, and future generations of Greenmarch women should feel welcomed to wear it. I hope they are as happy on their wedding days as I was mine.
I ask that my body to interred in a location that will be known to Marquis Marius Greenmarch, Marquessa Simone Greenmarch, and Lord Alessandro Greenmarch as well as stated in my Black Journal.
I ask that on my death my Black Journals be opened up to Lord Alessandro Greenmarch, whom I never want to keep a secret from.
I ask that on my death my Black Journals always be open to whoever holds the title of Marquis of Greenhaven.
Written By Sorrel
Oct. 18, 2018, 1:33 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
"Let all flames burn to banish the night
Unified by Faith we fight the good fight.
"To the gods do we pray: hear us every day."
(Original song cut off early.
Written By Isabetta
Oct. 18, 2018, 12:24 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
While I am well-versed in cup cake combat I am no familiar with any sellcakes that specialize in that ancient martial art.
This missive is perfect context and portrays my frame of mind and the thing I am attempting to currently accomplish. Both sides will likely be seeking to muster their forces and indeed sellcakes maybe in high demand.
Written By Amari
Oct. 18, 2018, 10:36 a.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
When the time comes, hopefully Lord Geralt will be free to defend the title he so narrowly won over my cousin Shae at the next competition. Given current circumstances however, I don't imagine this will be any time soon so all the clean shaven out there still have time to grow their face hairs out to properly epic lengths.
Written By Preston
Oct. 18, 2018, 10:11 a.m.(10/19/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Darrow
I am not a Seraph, I have no say in these convocation as I understand it. Though it would be disingenuous for me to pretend my voice does not matter - there is a difference between humility and dishonesty through self deception. There is talk though that one campaign of the recent nominations will submit to the Faith - that for Lord Darrow Darkwater. He swore his oaths before Gloria and Limerance as a knight. And he fell against the Pirate King, the Gyre, in the recent war. He and his people fought with a resolve that spoke of deep faith in the necessity of what they did, but also of love for the Compact. I have gone and seen the site of his falling - and from the beauty of the spot, you would think the Gods themselves weeped and marked his passing. It is not my place to judge whether that is sufficient, whether his life was sufficient, for him to join the Hall of Heroes. But I think no-one can deny his right to be considered.
His fall also has a lesson - because we failed to act swift enough, so that sacrifice became essential, inevitable. And I include myself in those who should have pressed for swifter action. In truth I am not sure if swifter action were possible however - we are not where we were in the days of the Reckoning. We still allow doubt and political concerns to restrain and bind us. Once, my order could respond swiftly across Arvum. Once, great fortresses of the Faith stood as bastions, anchoring our people and our culture in the dark, allowing the Faith Militant to muster close to action, to equip ourselves, to fight and respond before threats became too large, to allow us flexibility. Perhaps the debt I owe to Lord Darrow, as the living to the dead, is to ensure that a sacrifice like his will not be forced upon us again through a lack of preparedness.
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