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Written By Leona

Dec. 1, 2016, 12:56 p.m.(4/8/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Leola

I will be taking archery lessons on occasion from Leola Allenatore - whom is an animal trainer for the Saik Lord, and seems a capable teacher who could could with a little more confidence in herself, I think.

(Personal opinions aside: the more skills that I have at my disposal, the better.)

Before doing so, I need to acquire a bow...

Written By Leona

Dec. 1, 2016, 12:44 p.m.(4/8/1005 AR)

I never would have expected to be sitting behind the desk where the former Lord Commander Dayne Valardin once sat. It seemed a strong likelihood that I would have followed in his wake ...

Not like this. Not in such a way.

It feels so ...

I feel so ...

... never the mind. I cannot express my emotions in any kind of coherent way without sounding like a child. Honor, strength, determination, loyalty. Those are concrete, immovable concepts that I can focus on.

I live to serve. I'll die to serve, if it comes to that.

Written By Leona

Aug. 3, 2016, 4:49 p.m.(3/13/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Edain

Meeting him in the street was a blow to my heart - of course I knew who he was, nephew to the former Lord Commander, the new Prince of Sanctum. The gift he gave me is priceless, and means more to me than I can say. He seems like a good man, and he has offered to help the nearly impossible task ahead of me. Neither of us are suited to the measure of the man who stands between us, but I get the feeling that we're both going to try.

Written By Leona

Aug. 3, 2016, 12:23 p.m.(3/13/1004 AR)

Lord Commander Dayne Valardin is dead.

It took me far too long to write that down.

I've been too busy. Learning, living, fighting. In the aftermath of whatever happened at that disastrous hunting party, I've been spending my time holding together the remains of The Hundred. We've mourned our brothers in arms. We've cleaned and polished their armor, returned to our armory what will one day clothe their successors. In the everyday motions we find clarity, and quiet, and some respite from the turmoil of our emotions.

Twenty dead, plus the Lord Commander. A fifth of our force gone. We must recruit, retrain, and ready ourselves for the fight ahead. The King is in a waking dream, and why? No one knows. We will find out.

Even as I write this, the hereditary sword of the Lord Commander rests on the table in front of me. Simple, deadly, and silent - still I feel the weight of those who have gone before. I will not fail them. I will not fail him.

I have work to do.

Written By Leona

May 14, 2016, 2:25 p.m.(6/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Ailith

The King's Own often prays with the Palace Seraph rather than going through the trouble of going all the way down to the Cathedral for daily prayers. Ailith just seems to have something special about her, the kind of infectious belief that bolsters everyone around her. I was not raised by House Thrax to be particularly ardent, but it's hard not to feel the faith talking to this woman.

Written By Leona

May 14, 2016, 1:55 p.m.(6/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Donrai

Some call my grandfather an evil man. It seems like the sort of hyperbolic political rhetoric one would immediately discard, but I'm not so sure. Callous? Certainly. Ruthless? Absolutely. Tyrannical? Without a doubt. But evil? He rules over Thrax with a firm grip that's unmatched by any other high lord over their realms, and while the Mourning Isles have less warring with shavs, I'm not so certain they are truly better for it.

Written By Leona

May 14, 2016, 1:52 p.m.(6/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Donella

I'm very sympathetic towards my cousin. I know what it's like to have all the pressures of being a Thrax woman dropped upon your shoulders, but I fear she is so close to the heart of the beast she can no longer see how corrupt and dark House Thrax has really become. It is my hope Princess Donella, given the rare opportunity of a Thrax woman to act as a Voice, can do some good for the House. Even if I am no longer welcome for refusing to be a meek Thrax woman.

Written By Leona

May 14, 2016, 1:50 p.m.(6/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Dagon

My cousin Prince Dagon, from the times we spoke, a good and honorable man that cares about many of the same things I do, and is very much like his father, Elton, from the little I remember of my uncle. It is my fond hope that he does become the new high lord of House Thrax after our grandfather finally dies and releases his tyrannical hold. Thrax, and the rest of Arvum, would be better for it.

Written By Leona

May 14, 2016, 1:48 p.m.(6/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

I never knew my parent's cousin well, Victus. An illegitimate child, he likely felt just out of place as I did among House Thrax, but he proved his mettled by ending the Thrax Rebellion. I can understand the desire to prove oneself all too well, but I fear his path took him down a road that can only lead to brutality rather than honor.

Written By Leona

May 14, 2016, 1:45 p.m.(6/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Margot

I know what it's like to be trapped where you do not belong. House Thrax was that for me, and I imagine it has not been easier for the last lady of Tyde raised among those who killed her family. She seems to be a perfect Thrax woman now, but it makes me wonder.

Written By Leona

May 14, 2016, 1:35 p.m.(6/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Jaenelle

My twin sister, and we oculd not be more different. She played with dresses, and I infuriated my tutors by playing with swords. She saw the beauty and simplicity in things, and I made sure the bullies left our brother Valerius alone. And now she is a lovely princess married into House Velenosa and enjoying the scandal and intrigue of the Lyceum. I wish her well, but my path is carved with a sword, and the King's Own is where I belong.

Written By Leona

May 14, 2016, 1:33 p.m.(6/25/1003 AR)

Relationship Note on Alaric

He is my king, no more and no less. At least I wished it was so. Duty and obligation are unyielding, and one cannot have their judgment impaired by other feelings, but his majesty never seems to understand that. King Alaric Grayson IV is a warm man, a kind man, that makes friends easily with a whimsy and lack of care that worries those around him. I kept my distance, even if he would have it another way.

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