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Written By Eirene

July 25, 2018, 2:54 p.m.(4/6/1009 AR)

Seriously, this umbra coat is amazing. I've gotten blood, spit-up, and piss on it (thanks to my son) (and not all at the same time, mind you) and yet it just wipes clean. I have the best lady friends who deserve better than me.

Written By Eirene

July 19, 2018, 6:22 p.m.(3/21/1009 AR)

I really need to kill something. My sword has been unbloodied for too long and I've not made a single strike against our foes. Oh yes, I research and plan and plot and it's all for nothing.

I really need to stab something evil and watch it die.

Written By Eirene

July 16, 2018, 4:52 p.m.(3/15/1009 AR)

More and more I'm convinced there's something in the water supply of this city.

Note: this is a personal opinion and not a professional one. The water is perfectly safe to drink by all accounts, I just prefer alcohol.

Written By Eirene

July 11, 2018, 10:17 a.m.(3/4/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Barric

Fought with the Sword-Prince the other day at knives. Even with my skill, which is to say I know which end to hold and how to actually cut a bitch, he still managed to keep out of my reach and we fought to a draw. He got a few good cuts in.

I have to admire a man who can manage to fight with a weapon he doesn't know based on his raw ability and training in other disciplines.

Written By Eirene

July 11, 2018, 10:14 a.m.(3/4/1009 AR)

So I have better friends than I truly deserve.

My ultimate thanks and love goes out to Princess-Consort Alarissa, Legate Orazio, Grandmaster Thena, Countess Guildmistress Reigna, Goodwoman Mirari, and Softest Whisper Seadrus.

They gave me the best baby gift ever- a utilitarian umbra coat I can hide baby toys in. And knives. And medical kits. And herbs. And spit-bibs. It's gorgeous and will serve me well.

I was speechless for a rare moment in my life when it was delivered.

Also I should thank Baroness Lucia and Duchess Calypso for the baby gifts they gave too, though they know I'm thankful for them.

Written By Eirene

June 29, 2018, 1:54 p.m.(2/8/1009 AR)

According to Seraph Ailith I have more friends than I deserve, and I am thankful for that in these dark times.

That said, my babies are starting to do more than shit, sleep, and stare so people are welcome to come meet them if they want. Donations of tiny child-sized swords are always welcome.

Written By Eirene

June 27, 2018, 3:01 p.m.(2/4/1009 AR)

I don't like to sleep. I can't control what images I see when I sleep. So many dead. So much blood. Friends. Family. Lovers.

Why can't I relive my enemies dying in horrific ways night after night? I might enjoy sleeping if that's the case.

I became a doctor to save the lives of the people around me but it's been for nothing. I can't fix dead.

Written By Eirene

June 25, 2018, 6:20 p.m.(1/28/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Anze

First my husband. Then my niece's husband. Then my other niece's husband...

I'm going to take off my shirt and drink a shit ton of whiskey in Anze's honor. It's what he would have wanted. He'd also make a joke about nobody wanting to see my tits so I must acknowledge that here as well. He would also call me Auntie and try to give me a hug.

I will find whatever did this and do my best to fuck it over as well.

Gods, my list of supernatural entities I need to track down and kill just keeps getting bigger and bigger every month...

Written By Eirene

June 22, 2018, 4:17 p.m.(1/22/1009 AR)

I suppose I would be more excited about glowing magic coins were it not for the news my niece's husband was killed in a manner ALL TOO MUCH LIKE MY HUSBAND.

Godsdammit.

I didn't need to get any sleep. Nightmares? Welcome back.

Looks like I'm back go being a drunk and hazing myself to sleep for a while.

Written By Eirene

June 20, 2018, 4:31 p.m.(1/18/1009 AR)

As a Lycene who was given a First Liar to guide me in the art of deception before I could even talk, I find these journals about lying to be hilarious. Most who know me know I rarely lie if at all. I prefer blunt honesty as a soldier and physician but never forget I am a soldier of the Lycene.

On that note, I officially name Archduchess Eleyna Velenosa as First Liar to Idris and Iris or whichever of them she prefers if not both of them. May her wisdom and cunning serve my brats well.

Written By Eirene

June 19, 2018, 10:12 a.m.(1/16/1009 AR)

Wisdom I leave to my children:

Don't ever get into an argument or discussion via people's White Journals. Just roll your eyes at their stupidity and leave it for future generations to roll their eyes at.

Weapons are your friends as long as you hold them the right way. People, on the other hand, it doesn't matter how you hold them - you might still get hurt. The less you hold on to them the better your chances are that won't happen.

When in doubt, blame your sibling. Even if it's out of character for them, it's expected of you.

Written By Eirene

June 15, 2018, 12:27 p.m.(1/8/1009 AR)

More and more I feel like packing up in Arx and going home to Southport.

Getting sick of snow and a lack of someone to hide under a pile of furs with as I had for the past few years. Funny how we miss our loved ones sometimes; little things we don't even consider until we reach for them and they're gone.

Written By Eirene

June 14, 2018, 2:11 p.m.(12/25/1008 AR)

As I go to add my own thoughts to a journal I tend to skim the newer entries left on display for the curious.

And then I shake my head and go back to being antisocial and a misanthrope.

Written By Eirene

June 8, 2018, 10:22 a.m.(12/9/1008 AR)

I like swords.

Written By Eirene

June 4, 2018, 4:01 p.m.(12/1/1008 AR)

I thought a Coronet was the lower part of a horse's pastern where the horn terminates in skin...

Written By Eirene

June 4, 2018, 10:32 a.m.(12/1/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Driskell

Driskell. I know what... well. Better not to say. Those who know, know.

I had always found him hypnotic. He had a way with words like no one else. I knew him longer than most did, meeting him when he was a batman to Maximilian Darkwater. Even then, he could turn a phrase that made me want to hear more.

He was a man of deep secrets, many of which we will never know.

I'll keep fighting, in his name, to preserve the balance he held so dear.

Written By Eirene

June 1, 2018, 12:14 p.m.(11/23/1008 AR)

Babies are weird. Thank the gods for wetnurses and nannies.

I can go back to my previously scheduled life of weirdness, blood, pain, and loss.

Written By Eirene

May 30, 2018, 6:13 p.m.(11/17/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Aureth

Archlector - Why not have both? Why not have sex ON a pile of money before you donate it? That way everybody wins. Unless you suck at sex, then only some people win.

Written By Eirene

May 30, 2018, 1:17 p.m.(11/16/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Roxana

I wear white. I wear red. I do not wear pink.

Not even once.

Roxana's dresses will be used for curtains in Iris' room when she's old enough for her own. Unless Idris likes pink then they're his. Who am I to set gender expectations for my kids?

Written By Eirene

May 29, 2018, 10:11 a.m.(11/14/1008 AR)

Any woman who enjoys having kids is mentally questionable. That was the most obnoxious painful inane experience of my life.

I am now a mommy. They're tiny and noisy and somewhat adorable when asleep. Which is not often. Idris and Iris, born November 5th. I had picked out both names thinking I would have one or the other but not both.

Screw you, Cicero. For not being here to see your babies because you were an idiot to leave the sanctuary for my sake. I'll have to settle for a statue and say, 'There's daddy. Now listen to your mum when she tells you about evil things that want you dead.'

And I'm vastly amused by the lack of 'Oh how WONDERFUL for you' I get. Other women pop out kids and people are falling all over themselves to congratulate them. Guess this is what you get for being a curmudgeon.

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