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Written By Orathy

Oct. 16, 2017, 11:21 a.m.(5/28/1007 AR)

Mercenaries... Aye, I never thought much about it, don't like taking orders see. Reckon I could be looking into this, if the silver is right and if any mercs are hiring.

Written By Orathy

Oct. 3, 2017, 4:18 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Sparte

[Legible Lowers Brogue]

An iron goat that laid me out, broke me jaw damn near. Sure as the abyss made me see Lagoma's light...

Now this thing about non-lethal weapons... what this goat didn't realize is that I be fightin all me life with my fists 'n rock n' whatever a guy could grab until I got me first knife. Reckon there ain't no such thing as a non-lethal weapon... but aye, something without an edge, that I can do.

Written By Orathy

Oct. 3, 2017, 3:27 p.m.(5/1/1007 AR)


[Writing is effective, written in Lowers Brogue]

I goad the goats for a reason... to test myself and ask, be I able to defend my people? When more monsters pop up and try to eat the orphans, can I be their sword? The Culler's sword? Aye, I be a bit of an ass toward em goats, reckon thatta way they fight me without holdin back. They hate me as much as dem demons would. One knows one cannot hold back against blank-eyed folk or giant lizards popping out of the ground.

Reckon too, ya gotta know what sort of people be looking after your people. I ain't the lowers best, aye, no, won't be saying that, but I be pretty damn good fer having no formal training by no knight and coming up on the streets. Beat me and I have respect. Lose to me, reckon you be tested.

All said, last time I be failing me family and me boys. Watched 'em fall when Brand's army took to storming the beaches. Reckon I cannot be making the same mistake. Reckon I will challenge the best, until I be better.

Written By Orathy

Oct. 2, 2017, 11:55 p.m.(4/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Rey

Yer dream did not have enough romping. Please have more about rolling in the hay next time, be it then interesting.

Written By Orathy

Oct. 1, 2017, 12:19 p.m.(4/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Rey

[Written in Lowers Brogue]

She will be there when I hurt.

Is that how silkies go about asking to hold my hand?

Written By Orathy

Sept. 27, 2017, 7:40 p.m.(4/16/1007 AR)

Goats. Funny they are.

Written By Orathy

Sept. 26, 2017, 11:38 a.m.(4/14/1007 AR)

[Writing has improved dramatically]

Orathy is back.

Written By Orathy

May 8, 2017, 12:04 p.m.(6/5/1006 AR)

*Terrible writing*

Be n'ay one be questionin why be skeletons fightin with us?
Guy named Aureth be standin long wit' the dead ta fight 'n no one be battin a fuckin eyeball eh?
Fuckin miracles call 'em be. Aye.
Fuckin abyssal doings ta bring the dead back.
Somethin be wrong with it.
Bat yer fuckin eyeballs.

Written By Orathy

April 26, 2017, 11:19 p.m.(5/7/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Dominique

Reckon I would... aye... waters do nat be scarin me none.

Written By Orathy

April 17, 2017, 3:51 a.m.(4/15/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Emeline

*Poor writing*
Wez be havin fun onse. Aint be knowin wha be happenin, tis a loss tho.
Youz were beautiful.
Wish I coulda helped more.

Written By Orathy

April 9, 2017, 10:20 p.m.(3/28/1006 AR)

Time fer new things as the old things lose a certain shine.
I welcome it.
Who be with me? Tis profit in it fer ya.
Find me.

Written By Orathy

April 9, 2017, 10:55 a.m.(3/27/1006 AR)

*Writing is improving or it's one's imagination that is seeing it better written*

Be closa ta findin answers.

Be comin with a cost.

Time ta drink me face off.

Written By Orathy

April 1, 2017, 11:31 a.m.(3/12/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Belladonna

*Written poorly*

With out me, where ya be now?
Be I was the only one be seein the arrow aimed fer yer heart...
Should be makin up fer all ill will, aye?

Written By Orathy

April 1, 2017, 11:28 a.m.(3/12/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Lyiana

*Written poorly*

Best thing. She be stayin with me now. Be acceptin me confessions fer all tha I be doin.
Could not be havin a better woman.

Written By Orathy

April 1, 2017, 11:27 a.m.(3/12/1006 AR)

*Poorly Written*
Be I lookin ta start somethin ta deal with dem troublers...
Fer the Lowers, fer the Uppers, fer... reaching heights we ain't all but dreamin of.
I be havin me own visions 'n they be different than wha me nieces want...
Aye.
Time ta be Orathy fuckin Culler.

Written By Orathy

March 30, 2017, 5:52 p.m.(3/8/1006 AR)

**Angry writing that's ten times worse to read than not**

Beauty In You be closed fer repairs...

Be a one elze be thinkin ta crime it up, yer gunna get blood on me... preeciatin if youse fuckin don't.

Written By Orathy

March 26, 2017, 5:49 a.m.(2/27/1006 AR)

*Quickly jotted down*

Traps be werkin... Slowin 'em down. Jist a bit...

Fight be thru the night... No be sleepin' fer us.

Lost me some Culler boy's...

We bes on the blighted Bringers trail!

Written By Orathy

March 25, 2017, 10:02 a.m.(2/25/1006 AR)

*There are strong signs he's on his own writing this again, as it's dissolved again to painfully difficult words to read*

I be missin' to be sayin' me apologies ta Prinzess Jaenelle, fer she be givin' me the first chance I bez havin'. Aye, me axe still be 'ers, iffin she ever be needin' it.

An' fer Felix, aye. Here's ta hopin' he ain't getting mobbed by Bringer's n' the like at the graveyard. Aye. Jist hope he be knowin all he be needin ta do is givin me a holla to fight wit him.

Written By Orathy

March 22, 2017, 1:02 p.m.(2/20/1006 AR)

*This letter looks like it has taken a LONG time to write. HOURS. It's dripping with the ink splotches in some of the loops and turns of each letter that would suggest struggles, not at the subject matter but at actually writing decently! Not that all the words are exactly in a straight line either. There are some words that appear larger than those beside it but, this journal shows way better than previous documentations*

To all whom suffered for my actions, I submit myself unto you to ask forgiveness.
It does not matter what I thought may or may not have happened; I should not have risked lives of those belonging to the Compact.
Nor should I have attended a Shrine, drunk, for angered words are harder to recant, but I do recant them which were addressed to Princess Reese Grayson and any nobility whom thought my words were a direct threat to their lives.
Prince Eric Thrax, Prince Castiel Thrax, Princess Reese Grayson, forgive my reckless actions and the humiliation suffered for it.
To all others aboard the ship or who had read my white journals after, anger changes a man's thoughts. I ask for your forgiveness as well.
I also ask for the forgiveness of the Gods, whom have already shown me the way at Sister Umay's side in what I must do.
Finally, I ask for forgiveness from House Pravus, for having acted rashly and that they should be shamed for what I did, alone, without prompting from any man or woman. These were my actions and mine alone. I accept them as they happened and recognize the error of my ways and will go forward better advised.
Let it be known, I will always fight for the good people of Arx, in ways that will not condemn anyone whom I serve to shame.

Written By Orathy

March 19, 2017, 2:34 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

*There attempts to be some writing really, but it dissolves into doodles*

Be tryin ta right fer days now, ain't so good at werds.

(The doodles that mark the rest of the page are odd designs and swirls. Then there's a ship, which is really just a rectangular shape with two pointed ends for the boat and three sticks with triangular shapes for sails. There's some a stick figure with a sad face. And then some doodles that seem to be a little more serious of animals, could be dolphins, jumping out of the ocean - the ocean being wavy lines because he's really good at wavy lines.

There is an interruption in the drawing, as if the quill was swatted out of his hand.)

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