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Written By Darrow

Jan. 28, 2018, 7:36 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Not unexpected that some cannot keep thoughts private.

Why put ink to paper ?

Written By Mydas

Jan. 28, 2018, 7:26 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Brogan

Thank you, uncle. Yet I will not be the only one. Your time has not yet come. The future, and its choices, await you, with the potential to change just as much.

It's a matter of Choice.

Written By Thesarin

Jan. 28, 2018, 7:15 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Been talk in the Whites about right, wrong, redemption, and the will of the gods. I've got thoughts, but I don't know that they're worth setting to paper. Confess I'm ignorant on the will of the gods, and on redemption. And to right or wrong, might be I've got little ground to stand. Say one way of killing folk is right and proper, but another's past thinking of.

So I'll put that to one side, and wonder at the claim that it was necessary. That, setting aside rights and wrongs and gods, the Compact stands better than it would if things were otherwise, because of what Abbas Thrax did.

I don't doubt that some of them died, among the young and the old and the unlucky, would have been on the boats sailing at us now if they lived. I do doubt if, in a hundred years of thinking, anyone who reads these pages could think of a better way of driving the Abandoned into the arms of the enemy moving at us than what happened.

I wonder how many of them manning those fleets, who'll be killing men and women and children of the Compact before the end of spring, are kin to them killed by sickness, or allies, or just scared that they'll be the next who'll see their children made plague-crows. Folk who saw an awful wrong done, and decided they'd stand with one monster for the sake of justice on another. I wonder if it's a number bigger or smaller than was denied the the armies by setting out the plagues.

Don't reckon I'll ever know, but I wonder.

Written By Silas

Jan. 28, 2018, 7:11 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Everyone fails.

Though some moreso than others.

Written By Norwood

Jan. 28, 2018, 6:38 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

I have no qualms about being knocked upon my physical rear by someone more skilled than I am. I find it much more disconcerting to be knocked by something so simple and yet also so complex.

Written By Norwood

Jan. 28, 2018, 6:33 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

I find it no shame to be bested by one with great skills. To be disarmed by something unexpected is more eye-opening.

Written By Arn

Jan. 28, 2018, 6:04 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Everyone dies. Parents die, siblings die, children die. You're all gonna die. One day you'll be dirt. Might be five minutes from now, might be five decades. Better get used to it. So have your memorials and your remembrances. Write your journals. Time's gonna come soon that too many will be gone to remember. Too many to write about. When those ships come, countless poor bastards are gonna die. Might be you're one of them. Might be I am. Few will be remembered. Will you? Probably not.

Written By Sparte

Jan. 28, 2018, 6 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Nothing quite like having rumors spread about you.

If I were the only victim of these rumors it would be bad enough. I am not. They are also causing a certain family great distress, in a time when they've suffering far too much already.

When I finally managed to track down the person spreading the rumor they were unapologetic. Perhaps they don't realize the full implication of who they've hurt with what was said, or possibly they don't care.

This is how trust is lost. Not because of hate, not because of an intent to drive a wedge. Out of carelessness and disregard for others. I forgive the person who started this rumor because I believe they can do better, can be better. I cannot find it in myself to trust them again.

Written By Caith

Jan. 28, 2018, 5:59 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Courage

I met the most interesting man today! His name was Courage and all he could speak about was the plight of poor orphans. It was amazing just how selfless he was! No matter how much money we gave him, all he could think about was how he could use that money to help the unfortunate. It truly touched my heart.

A funny though: I treated him to a drink and he has amazingly expensive taste in wine. While I was initially surprised when I received the bill, the more I thought on it, the more it made sense. Certainly it is because he gives all his money to the unfortunate and is unfamiliar with wine; he likely just chose something blindly off the menu.

Yes, that must be it!

Written By Marian

Jan. 28, 2018, 4:49 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

To Prince Fergus and Princess Freja who have stood true for the good of House Redrain. To a brother and sister who held strong against overwhelming opposition. These two were loved by many because they remained vigilant outside the fire's warmth to protect our people. I give great thanks and pray the spirits watch over them as they return to the Wheel.

For those that are left behind to fill their shoes, grant us the clarity so we may find more peace than war. Help us through these dangerous times, let us not hide from those in need. When the woodsmoke fills the air, give us sharp senses and strong hands so we may grip our swords as we move to prevent the fire from spreading. Lead our hands to shape a stronger, better world. Show us our arrogance and teach us to be more humble. Take us where we might do the greater good.

Thank you all for attending. For all the support you have given myself and the Marquis Mydas Nightgold. Our loss is great but our challenges are greater. Now, more than ever, we need a strong house, standing side by side. Completing a circle that will not break. Here. Now. Standing. To the last!

***Excerpt from the funeral, the scribes recorded Marian's speech***

Written By Estaban

Jan. 28, 2018, 4:15 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Just the night before I was with family and friends celebrating my wedding to my beautiful wife and today I went to the funeral of a friend and his sister. I looked up to Fergus he never gave up he was loyal to friends and family and made you want to strive to push on. That is how I will remember the man I called a friend even if we did not cross paths as much as I would have liked. Today I wear the mark to honor them both.

"To the last"

Written By Derovai

Jan. 28, 2018, 4:06 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Alarie

And I can't say whether you deserved having your sewing needle topple onto the floor from your own efforts, but I do know the needle deserved less of an ignoble crash.

Guildmaster Joscelin, I assure you I deserved the banning. On that, I agree with Mistress Harall, so she must be correct.

(OOC: Fix! Sorry for misremembering, Alarie!)

Written By Alarie

Jan. 28, 2018, 4:01 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

He deserved it.

More than Oliver did.

The banning.

I can't say to whether he deserved throwing his hand and his thigh onto my sewing needle a few times. I can't possibly think about what he was thinking when he did that.

Written By Alarie

Jan. 28, 2018, 4 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Derovai

Then you have your answer.

Written By Brogan

Jan. 28, 2018, 3:59 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Mydas

Nephew, it's been a long time that I woke up in the state I did this morning, and to think I've got you to thank. Although, as always, you gave some good advice.. and like always I ignored it. Maybe, hmm probably not, but hopefully some day your brains will out vote my pride.

Our Lives have taken interesting twists to bring us to where we are, and we share more in common now than when last we spoke. Know that I will always be here when you need. The Spirits bless us, but they expect us to make the most with what we've been given. You, Mydas, will change the world... I have no doubt.

Written By Derovai

Jan. 28, 2018, 3:58 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Brogan

I would have stopped at two, had it not been a point of honor in some sense. Good to hear you're somewhat recovered. My stomach is still lurching like a storm-tossed ship. Still, it was a pleasure to make your acquaintance, and I hope the feeling is mutual.

Written By Brogan

Jan. 28, 2018, 3:43 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Derovai

By the Spirits... I'm damn sure it tastes like I drank some fermented bear guts after a bout of the shites. My head feels like it was kicked several times by a draft horse, and decided to wear anvils for shoes. Still, enjoyed every cursed minute of it, and looking forward to the next time... with something a bit more pleasant on the tongue.

Written By Quenia

Jan. 28, 2018, 3:36 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Lucita

There's something about having the stark realization that someone whom you've counted on for such a long time is no longer a part of your direct family. It's not quite like losing someone to death, but sometimes the feeling can be the same. It's only been a single evening, and already your presence is missed within our household. And, though rationally I know you'll be back, helping to aid with Igniseri affairs as our Voice, irrationally - it's just not the same.

So, do please come visit often, Lucita, for your presence is already sorely missed; but, perhaps, not so often that your new husband questions whether you are a Saik or an Igniseri. I wish you both well, and hope that you both have an amazing journey together as husband and wife. And, Estaban, welcome to the family. You are always welcome in our home.

Written By Apollis

Jan. 28, 2018, 3:31 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Lucita

Congratulations on your joining together with your beau, sweet cousin. You two ought to be very happy together. Love is magical thing. I was just talking to Amarantha about that the other day. I wish you the best.

Written By Aiden

Jan. 28, 2018, 3:10 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

To the Last.

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