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Written By Amari

March 28, 2021, 2:41 p.m.(3/11/1015 AR)

You know you're doing good work and winning, either in the court of law or in the world more generally, when the opposition earnestly tries to stab you in the neck.

Or I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

It was probably the latter.

Written By Dycard

March 28, 2021, 1:32 p.m.(3/11/1015 AR)

I think that whatever happened last night at this party was fixed from the start, or the drinks were stiffer than they tasted. Losing my first dare - something completely beyond my control, whatever those in attendance may recall - speaks to the fact. Surely I can't be that unlucky.

Written By Ryhalt

March 28, 2021, 1:12 p.m.(3/11/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Mabelle

That explains the abhorrent setting of honey on fire.

Written By Amari

March 28, 2021, 11:28 a.m.(3/11/1015 AR)

I've not been socializing quite as much as I once did, favoring instead long, peaceful evenings sequestered in my room or library, reading by candlelight. I still have much to learn, but I believe I've made good progress at acquiring what I need to know.

Yet, I still haven't fully read Scholar Blavier's expansive treatise on the hedgerows; 'The Care and Maintenance of Healthful Hedges and Meadows in the Oathlands'. It's maybe not as interesting as the one on various leaves Quintin gifted me, but should be of value. I also have 'Turnips, Carrots and Beets, The Humble Gardener's Friends', 'Five Simple Projects to Mitigate Unwanted Flooding' and 'The Home Dairy Volume I: An Introduction to Butter Churning' to finish.

Of the tombs I have read from front to back, I rather enjoyed 'Ditches and Walls, a Beginner's Guide to Fortifications', and 'Moats, and What to Put In Them', 'How to Maximize Your Towers', 'Essentials Of Fighting Volume IV: Morale and How to Build It', 'Ten Tricks of the Successful Hunter' and the ever informative, 'The Characteristics and Behaviors of Wild Boar'.

If only I could find a treatise on how to safely and effectively exterminate insects. Although fire is very efficacious, it can also badly damage what you meant to save from the infestation to begin with. There must be some other means or method. A substance or plant that repels or sickens them, perhaps.

Written By Auda

March 28, 2021, 10:45 a.m.(3/11/1015 AR)

You know, Scholar, I really thought I had one of those contests at the beer festival.

Regardless, though, Lady Mabelle and Venturo put on a great event. Ten out of ten, would attend every month.

Written By Mabelle

March 28, 2021, 4:43 a.m.(3/10/1015 AR)

Apparently I quack under pressure.
Do not tell anyone.

Written By Lyra

March 28, 2021, 3:03 a.m.(3/10/1015 AR)

Scholar. I took Steadfast out beyond the city walls today and rode some quiet paths in the forest. We stopped to rest for a while in a small grove amongst the trees and I saw seven black and white bird picking at the carcass of a rabbit. I counted them exactly.

Written By Cambria

March 27, 2021, 8:45 p.m.(3/9/1015 AR)

Commitment is the total emotional, physical, and mental state of determination toward a goal.

Written By Giada

March 27, 2021, 6:45 p.m.(3/9/1015 AR)

Spring is almost here. That means the snow is finally going to fuck off, and I, for one, find that to be very encouraging.

Written By Aelgar

March 27, 2021, 4:05 p.m.(3/9/1015 AR)

I met the Dominus! He expressed condolences for the loss of Archscholar Sina, and that tragedy is still felt as something very personal even after all this time. She was insightful and supportive, experienced and wise. In my short audience with His Holiness, I found someone just as impressive. He will see me back again, helping with questions and growth. He also seems to approve of my history project, or to at least support its potential to add value to the Archives, and so I will proceed yet another week.

We met for Sister Giada's new ship design project yesterday, too. There is a broad plan to move ahead with a new sail plan that may allow us to outrun most of the ships currently afloat, should it see fulfillment. I will enjoy this one and, if it works, I will captain one myself.

We also continue to move ahead with our intershrine relations project. The Dominus asked me if I had ambition within the Faith. If I do, it is divided between the Archives and doing what I can to make the Faith stronger through more unification.

Written By Victus

March 27, 2021, 3:38 p.m.(3/9/1015 AR)

I wonder how I could make my bedroom more otter accessible. I don't need to worry about these things with the cat, she's instilled a sense of fear in the household strong enough to be obeyed by the servants.

Scarf though. He's a kind soul. Too kind. Waits for things politely and what not. Maybe I could dig a hole through the wall at about floor-level? Small and tube-like?

I should probably ask a professional.

Written By Valerian

March 27, 2021, 2:49 p.m.(3/9/1015 AR)

Scholar,

I have solved the mystery at least the first part of it.

The Author has been found. Now to ask my questions.
Give me your guidance scholar to find the truth and
get the answers to questions that have plagued me
since I picked up that first book...

Written By Sorrel

March 27, 2021, 1:37 p.m.(3/9/1015 AR)

For all that I am good at writing songs, I feel very bad at naming things. Both of my children were named after important figures from history, but I stopped at two.

How am I going to name puppies?

I suppose I could go with historical figures yet again.

And perhaps they will be given new names when they find new homes.

Written By Deva

March 27, 2021, 1 p.m.(3/9/1015 AR)

I miss the days I was too fixated to want anything, because that road only leads to more disappointment. I need to redouble my efforts and narrow my focus.

Written By Ophelia

March 27, 2021, 10:06 a.m.(3/8/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Luca

It finally happened! I was so delightfully nervous! And I remembered what you said when we last talked about searching.

What's next, though, will be a smidge difficult. But, I can do this, you always said that I could! Perhaps a little whiskey will help?

Written By Clarisse

March 27, 2021, 9:28 a.m.(3/8/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Orland

Since I came, I am not sure what I expected, well I know what I thought. I would practice the healing arts that I have spent a lifetime, my lifetime, which is short, learning to heal and treat and ease the suffering of others, I was able to help Orland, though the final struggle of healing his heart, did not come from me. I can accept that, and it means he has grown too. It has been beautiful to watch his change for the better. What I find surprising and quite flattering is that he wishes to share our story, of how we met. To celebrate Healers, who are usually the unsung heroes. I did not expect it, and I would be just perfectly fine, without any praises being sung, but it is not just I, it is a celebration of my colleagues as well and I want to see them celebrated. They should be celebrated. I truly hope this celebration Lord Orland Amadeo is holding will be a huge success and many will come to celebrate my friends and colleagues and listen to their stories.

Written By Medeia

March 27, 2021, 2 a.m.(3/8/1015 AR)

Scholar, it's recently come to my attention that I am The Boring One. As compared to whom, you ask? A fair question, that. I'll explain.

It just so happens that I speak of my husband, my twin, and my patron. Yes, Scholar, Lord Haakon, Lady Neilda and Lady Thea. Who else would fit those identifiers? I'm too earnest, have too low of a tolerance for absurdity, am less likely to jump off a cliff (falling down one and being caught by Haakon doesn't count), I cannot sail and do not own my own boat, I have far more books and journals and pages of notes from research than I do weapons or interesting relics or prizes that declare me among the best at anything. Even my parties are highly organized!

What do you mean, Scholar? The bull riding contest wasn't absurd! It was a challenge of endurance. And I'm not the one who turned the whiskey release into a surprise shirtless men party! I probably should've expected the content of the stories shared that night to fall into a certain category, however.

I did make my husband laugh today, Scholar. I threw a note on a wadded up ball of parchment containing a terrible pun. I guess there may be hope for me, yet.

Written By Sabella

March 27, 2021, 1:31 a.m.(3/8/1015 AR)

I cannot remember a time when Niklas and I spent so long apart since we married. I am certain there may have been, but I likely have blocked it out. Or it went by with haste because the children were smaller and needed me more. My husband has been in Bastion for about a month and a half. The children miss him. I miss him. I do not share this seeking pity, dear reader, whomever you may be.

It is a simple matter of fact. I have mostly kept to myself these weeks, yet the last few days appear to have opened something up within me. I have accepted more impromptu invitations, taken more meetings, allowed myself to indulge in fun - even silly! - things. And while I will continue to do all I can for the people of the Crownlands, I took important steps tonight toward understanding something just for me.

Reader, I have allowed myself to go out and breathe the air, to play in the snow and compete in games I could never win (congratulations, Noah!), and to experience the joy of other people's company. I never thought I relied on Niklas so much until I noticed how his absence dimmed my shine. Rather, how I let it. But I have been glowing these past few days, and I have no intention of stopping.

I do still wish Niklas would come back, though. Storytime for the children is less enjoyable without his help doing voices and pantomimes.

Written By Ilira

March 26, 2021, 11:10 p.m.(3/8/1015 AR)

No finer concoction exists to keep a woman awake through the night than coffee, creativity, and a full moon.
There are perhaps a few others, but this is a preferable favorite.

Written By Savio

March 26, 2021, 10:53 p.m.(3/8/1015 AR)

There is a special kind of cruelty that is no dramatic moment, it is no war, no bloodbath or nemesis. Just a tiny everyday moment, in which you could have done the right thing and didn't, in which you knew you were being hurtful but did as you liked anyway. It seems at the time to be worth it, though the reasons for such things leave so quickly, like trying to catch smoke in your hands.

I am reminded tonight of mistakes I made a long time ago. Nothing that changed the course of anyone's life, but still, shame curls the edges of my soul like a burning paper when I think of the hurt I caused, and for so poor a reason.

This despair is a reminder to be kind, and to have grace for those who fail to be -- although I think the latter is hardest when it's yourself.

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