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Written By Victus

Aug. 24, 2017, 7:45 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Bah, baked goods. All dead already, not any satisfaction to your catch or your kill.

Cookies are alright, but that's where I draw the fucking line.

Written By Oliver

Aug. 24, 2017, 7:19 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

If you let me sell my jerky at your bakery, you can name it Sweet Jerks.

Written By Yasmine

Aug. 24, 2017, 7 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

A Slice of Elysia

Written By Belladonna

Aug. 24, 2017, 6:26 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

'Joscelin's Bakery'. The appeal of clever names fades in time (it is no longer funny after the 50th joke), and it is what we will all call it anyway.

Written By Silas

Aug. 24, 2017, 6:11 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Awesome bakery name suggestions:

Amazin’ Glazin’
Pastry Emporium
The CinnaMan
Queen of Tarts
Dream Puffs
Confection Connection
Bake n’ Flake
Sugar Booger
Cherry on Top
Noble Sweet Treats

Written By Silas

Aug. 24, 2017, 6:05 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Cookies.

The bakery must have cookies. Of the chocolate variety.

Written By Alarie

Aug. 24, 2017, 6:02 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

Oh So Sweet.

I'll take my prize now. That's free baked goods for life yes?

You know where my shop is.

Written By Sparte

Aug. 24, 2017, 5:46 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

(This is an entire page of Sparte practicing writing things with his off hand. It isn't as clean as his usual writing)

A few days ago I got to leave Arx on a mission with some others. While I was on that mission some guy name Fin or something punched me in my arm and broke it. I don't know how long it'll take my arm to heal, but I am absolutely getting a rematch if nobody else gets the guy before I do.

Happier tidings, I got to draw my first map. It was only a copy really of another map, but I have to start somewhere. Hoping I get to go someplace unmapped one day. After I'm better at cartography.

Written By Merek

Aug. 24, 2017, 5:03 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

I like bakeries too!

Written By Morrighan

Aug. 24, 2017, 4:45 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

Bakery, you say? Throw in some whiskey coffee and I'll loiter around while eating all your stuff.

Written By Ida

Aug. 24, 2017, 4:22 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

My suggestion, dear Guildmaster Joscelin, is something simple:

Hot Buns and Sticky Sweets

I'd come. This will be in our current part of the market, yes? Though I suppose if it's on the other side of the city proper, I could work off the calories by walking back and forth...

Written By Joscelin

Aug. 24, 2017, 4:19 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Yes, this does mean I will open a bakery. I'm looking into names for the place. Any suggestions?

Written By Quenia

Aug. 24, 2017, 4:15 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

I had the opportunity to attend the ARRG meeting last evening, and I managed to drag Lucita with me. We were both quite moved by the goals of the organization, and decided to join. Already, I am thinking of ways to help those in need, to find them housing, food and clothes, and other means of helping the refugees of our city to become self sufficient once more.

I am not martial, like my brothers were, but this... this is a worthy cause, and it's something I think I can do well.

Written By Calaudrin

Aug. 24, 2017, 3:46 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

For those of you patting yourselves on the backs for being great heros during the siege for a single spectacular act of valor?

Every damn person that showed up on the walls and ramparts that day was a hero. Every single one. From the soldier who'd only been on the job a month to the guy resupplying arrows to the archers who thought he was going to get an arrow in him himself.

Written By Oliver

Aug. 24, 2017, 3:23 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

I recently escorted Joscelin Arterius on a trip outside of the city to deal with guild business, mostly because she failed to find herself a suitable guard to properly attend her on the trip. There are many things I learned about the Guildmaster along the way - one, is that in spite of her inability to say NO firmly and with distinction in order to avoid sticky situations, she is a shrewd businesswoman in her own right. At the bare minimum, she's earned herself a name that is very well respected and widely recognized. There is quite a bit more to her that is deserving of praise, despite the fact that she remains utterly stubborn and impossible to deal with at times.

She also has exceptionally good buns.

Did you know the Guildmaster was a baker, Scholar? Hm. Neither did I.

Written By Merek

Aug. 24, 2017, 3:10 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Preston

A Knight Templar of Gloria. Interesting person.

Written By Shard

Aug. 24, 2017, 2:52 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

I've never met a hero, and I never plan to. Heroes are stories we invent. People don't make good heroes, because people always make mistakes, and if we try to make them heroes, their mistakes get magnified as well and we all end up disappointed.

There are two people that, every now and then, my mind tries to make into heroes. It's easy, because those people are dead, and I never actually knew them, so I can invent all sorts of ridiculous, stupid stories to turn them into whatever I want. When I was young, I did this all the time. I wanted them to be heroes. I made them into the most outlandish, overblown heroes you can possibly imagine. I probably needed them to be. I don't do that any more, because I'm not a child. Those people weren't heroes, they were people. Now and then I have to remind myself of that.

There's nothing wrong with stories as long as we remember the difference. But don't turn people into stories, especially if they're living. And don't make the mistake of thinking of yourself as one. That's a quick way of ending up dead, or insufferable.

Written By Merek

Aug. 24, 2017, 2:39 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

I saw a recent journal about heroism, and I wanted to put my thoughts into it. Mostly because people have in the past called me a hero, and I don't wish for the title to be put on me. I'm a simple soldier, never thought I'd ever even be in a martial practice. I killed men to protect Arx. The only glory in it, was the glory of doing what was right. At the end of the day, every face I've ever seen in battle haunts me, enemy or not. I defend those of the Compact, whether they are my friend or not, but I never want to be called a hero again. Your expectations of me won't be so let down and I won't be as much a disappointment if you never call me what I'm not. I am just another man, who makes choices.

I'd like to add another thing, I've had time to reflect on what I said at the meeting. It was never my intention to state that anyone wanted to hurt others. I merely saw what I saw and said it could've been taken the wrong way and almost was by others. Intent and perception are two separate things and I believe what I said wasn't what I meant in full. But perhaps I am just thinking on things and remembering wrong, and that is my fault. I realize that I picked the wrong venue and that I worded it in a manner that was fair wrong. I'll live with my choices I made, even if they will haunt me. I promise to try better.

Written By Estaban

Aug. 24, 2017, 2:19 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Being a Hero is not a easy job, it means you go through a lot and do a lot to save a lot. But being a Hero is not a compition, it is not a prize to be won. Many call me a Hero of the Siege of Silence because I saved Prince Aiden Graysons life. I have been given many medals and awards for it, does it make me feel any different? In a way yes, I still have a hard time wanting to except them I some times hide them because I feel I should not have been given them because I did what I thought was the right thing not because I wanted to show off or show that I could do it. I almost died, I was l aid up for weeks.
So being a Hero? there is more to it then trying to out due someone else or to be the best sword fighter or Archer, there is a understanding to it. To know that we are just like everyone else we do what we must to keep those we love and know safe from danger at any coast even if that means our lives. To be a Hero means being true to yourself to understand and to know that even with the good of being a Hero there is the bad as well.
I hope you read this and understand these words for it is how I live and how I protect and honor all.

Written By Aiden

Aug. 24, 2017, 2:10 p.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

People accept that my brother is rash. They've seen his temper, I've bared it myself - rightfully earned. He is a combative spirit, he is the Paladin of Gloria, he needs all that fire burning inside to do what he needs to do. They like him and love him for it. Or maybe they don't. But they understand him and get him for it.

When it comes to me on the other hand, maybe they don't understand me and it makes it harder to accept an intent to defend myself when for so long, I never knew how. I know I'm not a warrior, in the traditional sense. I've had to face a lot of things in the past seven months that I've never had to face before. I'm still discovering how to best handle it, because before Arx, I had birds. They seemed to me, my only true friends in the world.

I've always been the odd one out in the family, and it's been hard to accept that. I grew up without true friends, and I am not speaking of cousins and kin who are blood, but friends... people without the shared name. Instead, my friends were of the feathered variety.

So when I made friends in Arx, it was a first for me. It meant the world to me that people from all walks of life, would consider me a person of merit to behold a friendship with - not because of my title, but because of me. Who I was.

The Radiant Selene was one of the first to greet me in the city and welcome me in. And every friendship or acquaintance after that, has been just as important to me. But sometimes, I forget, people aren't birds - they aren't so simple to understand. And still, I think many people assume a Grayson Prince comes with armloads of friends in tow and knows how to appropriately grow and foster those friendships.

That was never true for me.

I have been growing so much since my first step into the city. Every friendship I've held dear has meant the world to me. When Merek Black presented me a turtledove statue he crafted himself, I was so touched I strived hard to repay his kindness, supported him at every juncture for every task he sent missives to me about. I brought him a pie and wine one day at his shop. I remember that instance and it brings a smile to my face to think we shared a quiet moment as friends. So it was a great shock to hear him declare that I wished to cause a massacre over land claims.

My reactions, in condemning him, were again from the struggle inside with gaining recognition with Limerance, and my pain for feeling the rupture of trust and the dismantling of friendship before me. Misrepresented, I felt betrayed. Apparently I cannot cram a lifetime of learning how to be a friend into eleven months in Arx.

Though just because I lose a few feathers in trying to fledge out of a sheltered childhood, doesn't mean that I still cannot fly and reach a better me.

Grant me time to prove I can learn to fly after tumbling to the ground after my attempts. I'm sure most have tripped up one or twice in their life. I am just like you.

And Merek, I appreciate your apology - it was never about social class. My closest friends and my present lover, came from the same walks of life that you have. I do not hate you and we all must live by the choices we make.

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