Written By Dariel
April 1, 2020, 8:29 a.m.(1/13/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Today I got a message. The sort of message you should never get. The sort of message which means there can never be more messages.
I remember being in the Grotto not all that long after I arrived in the city when I first met Cady. Lady Arcadia Leary as she then was at the time. I want to say she bombed the pool I was in at the time, but I suspect that may be the embellishment of memory. Somehow, we became friends despite the glitter bombs and the stealing of my tea every time she appeared in the Bold after me. A fact that still surprises me.
Lady Cady became Countess Cady when she married into a house in the far north. She embraced the northerness and loved it in a way that Cady would do. Utterly. I remember when she got married receiving messages saying she had to grow up and become a countess. That she had to be serious about things now and not be that old Cady. Sadly she soon realised that wasn't true. She could be both the serious, responsible one for her new home and still enjoy the same things. She helped her new home and saw it elevated to become a Marquessa. She had two lovely children. She always remained the same Cady at heart to me though.
I know some people saw Cady's playful side as childish, but those people are wrong. You had a thirst for adventure. While I did not share it, I always always had admired how it was so much a part of you. I don't know I've ever met someone more true to themselves than you.
Goodbye my friend.
I remember being in the Grotto not all that long after I arrived in the city when I first met Cady. Lady Arcadia Leary as she then was at the time. I want to say she bombed the pool I was in at the time, but I suspect that may be the embellishment of memory. Somehow, we became friends despite the glitter bombs and the stealing of my tea every time she appeared in the Bold after me. A fact that still surprises me.
Lady Cady became Countess Cady when she married into a house in the far north. She embraced the northerness and loved it in a way that Cady would do. Utterly. I remember when she got married receiving messages saying she had to grow up and become a countess. That she had to be serious about things now and not be that old Cady. Sadly she soon realised that wasn't true. She could be both the serious, responsible one for her new home and still enjoy the same things. She helped her new home and saw it elevated to become a Marquessa. She had two lovely children. She always remained the same Cady at heart to me though.
I know some people saw Cady's playful side as childish, but those people are wrong. You had a thirst for adventure. While I did not share it, I always always had admired how it was so much a part of you. I don't know I've ever met someone more true to themselves than you.
Goodbye my friend.
Written By Strozza
March 30, 2020, 12:37 p.m.(1/9/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Unfortunate.
Though at the end of our association there were differences - I am sorry to see a life end.
Be well in the Shining Lands.
Perhaps there can be reconciliation there.
Though at the end of our association there were differences - I am sorry to see a life end.
Be well in the Shining Lands.
Perhaps there can be reconciliation there.
Written By Miranda
March 30, 2020, 11:30 a.m.(1/9/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
My dear friend, Arcadia...
I miss your wit and laughter, even your cranky demeanor.
Mostly, I miss the person who, like me, was fearless in the face of living life as it came.
I wish we had the chance to go diving for treasure just one more time...
But I'll continue to live and think of you on my adventures.
I miss your wit and laughter, even your cranky demeanor.
Mostly, I miss the person who, like me, was fearless in the face of living life as it came.
I wish we had the chance to go diving for treasure just one more time...
But I'll continue to live and think of you on my adventures.
Written By Ras
March 30, 2020, 7:45 a.m.(1/9/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
We weren't close enough to even half understand each other, so there's a lot I could say but don't have any right. Hope you get to the Wheel safe.
Written By Hamish
March 29, 2020, 8:03 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
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Off on another adventure.
Written By Philippe
March 29, 2020, 7:52 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
We never met, my lady. And yet the shadow of your life will fall heavily across me and my brothers. I hope you have gone to your worthy rest.
Written By Domonico
March 29, 2020, 6:33 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
It is true that she burned bright. It is a shame that it did not last for long.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
Written By Domonico
March 29, 2020, 6:33 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
It is true that she burned bright. It is a shame that it did not last for long.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
Written By Domonico
March 29, 2020, 6:33 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
It is true that she burned bright. It is a shame that it did not last for long.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
Still she achieved far more in her time than most can ever dream of.
Written By Esme
March 29, 2020, 5:46 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
I did not think I would write this. I thought about not writing this, but there is a fondness in memories.
I loved Arcadia as she was my friend, my sister in heart. I don't even recall the first time we met, but I'm sure one or both of us were intoxicated. We spoke of our hearts and the people that resided in them. I love her children as mine. She introduced me to a man I would fall in love with. She watched as the relationship shifted in ways that others did not have insight. I have seen her tears. I have seen her anger. I have seen her happiness. I was not ready to hear of her death.
It is strange not to have a person to send a missive to and let them know a trail of gossip I might have heard. Or to listen as we debated out marriage and love in a way that we could. Or to know she would allow me to hug her too tight. If there is a regret it is that duty pulled us further apart lately. She has left her mark on all those she touched. It is safe to say that she will not be forgotten.
I loved Arcadia as she was my friend, my sister in heart. I don't even recall the first time we met, but I'm sure one or both of us were intoxicated. We spoke of our hearts and the people that resided in them. I love her children as mine. She introduced me to a man I would fall in love with. She watched as the relationship shifted in ways that others did not have insight. I have seen her tears. I have seen her anger. I have seen her happiness. I was not ready to hear of her death.
It is strange not to have a person to send a missive to and let them know a trail of gossip I might have heard. Or to listen as we debated out marriage and love in a way that we could. Or to know she would allow me to hug her too tight. If there is a regret it is that duty pulled us further apart lately. She has left her mark on all those she touched. It is safe to say that she will not be forgotten.
Written By Rysen
March 29, 2020, 5:31 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Every time I think of her, I am overwhelmed. I cry - not the good kind of tears that might be sorrowful but sweet, nor the kind that bring any kind of release. They are tears of misery - the tears of one who will never again see the face, or hear the voice of one he loves.
Arcadia sent me a letter, and wrote that she hopes she will find me on the Wheel, that true friendships last forever. It will be so, yet still it is the cruelest and most painful wound to lose one whom I love and cherish, for even as the legates and archlectors tell us of the Wheel, I've no memory of my friends from previous turns. All before my early years is darkness, and when I pass, only the spark of my being will live on. What of the memories of this beloved friend? They will haunt me until I die, never being fully expressed, nor having coalesced into all our lives could have been had she lived longer, or had I been the one to fall to prove how much she meant to me.
I met Cady at a party for Lady Willow Nightgold's birthday, where, in my cups, I said we were so close to the Black Hall, that I could throw my whiskey glass and hit our estate. Cady dared me to try it, and I did - probably almost killing Rukhnis, who had no doubt been shuffling soberly back to her quarters from a long shift in the clinic.
When the apostate Ivan Helianthus sent the Undrowned Sons to raze the Northlands, it was Arcadia who joined our forces under Princess Marian with hundreds of archers and light infantry from House Leary. She fought in that battle herself, and sent many barbarous mercenaries to the Abyss, who'd otherwise have slaughtered innocents in Graywater Bay.
Though she never spoke of it herself, Arcadia was a deadeye with bow and crossbow. I heard that she shot an arrow out of Lord Michael Bisland's hand, and it was her arrow that saved my life in Gray Forest. She took down an Abandoned champion, and granted me time to reach Lord Ian and Lady Brianna.
She was also a merciless prankster, who was constantly harassing me with stink or glitter bombs, or some other torment she'd invented. Once, some hours before Princess Tikva Grayson held a birthday party for one of her children, Cady sent me a message that puffed a horrid cloud of glitter all over me the moment I opened it. I bathed, and scrubbed furiously, but I could not get rid of the glitter. So I went to the Great Gray Hall, looking like a complete glittery fool. It was the only time I met His Majesty King Alaric, and among the most embarrassing moments of my life.
But it's the quiet times I'll miss most. We used to walk in the Redrain Gardens, or she would sit beside me in the grass while I played my lyre. Or we'd talk in the stone pools of the Golden Hart about big things and small, about what we hoped for and what we came to regret. She danced with me once in the Black Hall, just the two of us. There was no music, just a slow dance of friends on a quiet winter evening, illuminated by white starlight on the snow outside the window, and the warm glow of the fire in the hearth.
She passed from the Dream in my arms, and I will carry out her dying requests. Never will I be able to put into words what she means to me, and I will remember her until the end.
Farewell for now, Beloved Friend. You have laid a strong foundation for your House, and sewn seeds of friendship that will live forever. Even still, I wake up to write to you, and fall into tears knowing my words will not reach you, nor will I receive a reply. I walk past The Spirits and do not hear your voice. I miss you, and I always will.
Arcadia sent me a letter, and wrote that she hopes she will find me on the Wheel, that true friendships last forever. It will be so, yet still it is the cruelest and most painful wound to lose one whom I love and cherish, for even as the legates and archlectors tell us of the Wheel, I've no memory of my friends from previous turns. All before my early years is darkness, and when I pass, only the spark of my being will live on. What of the memories of this beloved friend? They will haunt me until I die, never being fully expressed, nor having coalesced into all our lives could have been had she lived longer, or had I been the one to fall to prove how much she meant to me.
I met Cady at a party for Lady Willow Nightgold's birthday, where, in my cups, I said we were so close to the Black Hall, that I could throw my whiskey glass and hit our estate. Cady dared me to try it, and I did - probably almost killing Rukhnis, who had no doubt been shuffling soberly back to her quarters from a long shift in the clinic.
When the apostate Ivan Helianthus sent the Undrowned Sons to raze the Northlands, it was Arcadia who joined our forces under Princess Marian with hundreds of archers and light infantry from House Leary. She fought in that battle herself, and sent many barbarous mercenaries to the Abyss, who'd otherwise have slaughtered innocents in Graywater Bay.
Though she never spoke of it herself, Arcadia was a deadeye with bow and crossbow. I heard that she shot an arrow out of Lord Michael Bisland's hand, and it was her arrow that saved my life in Gray Forest. She took down an Abandoned champion, and granted me time to reach Lord Ian and Lady Brianna.
She was also a merciless prankster, who was constantly harassing me with stink or glitter bombs, or some other torment she'd invented. Once, some hours before Princess Tikva Grayson held a birthday party for one of her children, Cady sent me a message that puffed a horrid cloud of glitter all over me the moment I opened it. I bathed, and scrubbed furiously, but I could not get rid of the glitter. So I went to the Great Gray Hall, looking like a complete glittery fool. It was the only time I met His Majesty King Alaric, and among the most embarrassing moments of my life.
But it's the quiet times I'll miss most. We used to walk in the Redrain Gardens, or she would sit beside me in the grass while I played my lyre. Or we'd talk in the stone pools of the Golden Hart about big things and small, about what we hoped for and what we came to regret. She danced with me once in the Black Hall, just the two of us. There was no music, just a slow dance of friends on a quiet winter evening, illuminated by white starlight on the snow outside the window, and the warm glow of the fire in the hearth.
She passed from the Dream in my arms, and I will carry out her dying requests. Never will I be able to put into words what she means to me, and I will remember her until the end.
Farewell for now, Beloved Friend. You have laid a strong foundation for your House, and sewn seeds of friendship that will live forever. Even still, I wake up to write to you, and fall into tears knowing my words will not reach you, nor will I receive a reply. I walk past The Spirits and do not hear your voice. I miss you, and I always will.
Written By Riagnon
March 29, 2020, 5:02 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
You were always kind in the instances when we had the opportunity to meet. It's very sad to hear of your passing.
I will always look back and recall our adventure with Prince Artur with fondness.
I will always look back and recall our adventure with Prince Artur with fondness.
Written By Martino
March 29, 2020, 3:29 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
When you arrived in the city, you were Lady 'Cady' as you kept saying over-and-over. You forged your own path, cutting through where avenues that might block, and later married one that you both loved and wanted to help. You journeyed to the North and welcomed by those in Bonespire, taking in their traditions and their values - aiding them on their journey within the Compact.
You saw them rise, as you did to, to a March and set them on a firm step forward. Giving your husband not one, but two children to allow the linage to continue on should anything happen to the Warden of the Ice.
Arx helped you grow and you helped Bonespire grow. May the Wheel return you to us, in time.
My shoes will certainly, not ever, forget you.
Not that many will forget the story that you wrote.
You saw them rise, as you did to, to a March and set them on a firm step forward. Giving your husband not one, but two children to allow the linage to continue on should anything happen to the Warden of the Ice.
Arx helped you grow and you helped Bonespire grow. May the Wheel return you to us, in time.
My shoes will certainly, not ever, forget you.
Not that many will forget the story that you wrote.
Written By Drake
March 29, 2020, 1:58 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
I told you I promised to come back alive.
You said you weren't sure that you could make such a promise.
I wish you had promised, Arcadia.
But I understand. You did what you believed necessary. You always would have.
I will defend your honor even though the breath is gone from you. I will always be your champion.
You said you weren't sure that you could make such a promise.
I wish you had promised, Arcadia.
But I understand. You did what you believed necessary. You always would have.
I will defend your honor even though the breath is gone from you. I will always be your champion.
Written By Rosalind
March 29, 2020, 10:01 a.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Dear Marquessa Cady,
I heard about your passing from reading people's journals. I'm very sad at this. You were always super nice to me and were the one to get me in a dress because I lost a bet to you. We were able to go on an adventure or two and we were supposed to go on many more. You were supposed to go to Stormheart with me and hiking. Because plans! Maybe I will just imagine some blonde little person next time I go home and it will count. Though not the same. Don't worry though, I will still steal your children like I told you I would. And I will still be Stahlben's Running Rosa. I will miss you lots.
I heard about your passing from reading people's journals. I'm very sad at this. You were always super nice to me and were the one to get me in a dress because I lost a bet to you. We were able to go on an adventure or two and we were supposed to go on many more. You were supposed to go to Stormheart with me and hiking. Because plans! Maybe I will just imagine some blonde little person next time I go home and it will count. Though not the same. Don't worry though, I will still steal your children like I told you I would. And I will still be Stahlben's Running Rosa. I will miss you lots.
Written By Thea
March 28, 2020, 9:11 p.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Lady Arcadia was one of the first people I met here when I arrived here. At the Golden Hart. Small and loud. And drank. A lot. Which leads me to when I crossed paths to her again...Drunk and walking the streets. Throwing up on my boots. I helped her and directed her to a different path, to shooting arrows. We began an odd friendship that day. Which leads me to..
Marquessa Arcadia. She had grown into a woman that led people. Without care of herself. You may not have agreed with her or her opinions, but you knew about them. She was strong in her opinions. I watched her grow from a woman always covered in dirt, to woman that was at least worthy and dressed as her station. I watched grow and become a mother. Worry about others. But one that didn't change was her thirst for adventure. To help others. One of the last times I saw her, she in tears. Because of those that had gone missing. I will not go into details of such. When I heard of her passing. Scouting. For them. I was not surprised. Not in the least. Because--she went doing what she loved doing. Helping. For someone she cared about. To correct a mistake she thought she made. I'll miss her. I know that. But I know that her daughter Genevieve has her spirit and her son will be the same. I will help and make sure they know their mother. Right down to her throwing up on my boots and the stories of her adventures.
Marquessa Arcadia. She had grown into a woman that led people. Without care of herself. You may not have agreed with her or her opinions, but you knew about them. She was strong in her opinions. I watched her grow from a woman always covered in dirt, to woman that was at least worthy and dressed as her station. I watched grow and become a mother. Worry about others. But one that didn't change was her thirst for adventure. To help others. One of the last times I saw her, she in tears. Because of those that had gone missing. I will not go into details of such. When I heard of her passing. Scouting. For them. I was not surprised. Not in the least. Because--she went doing what she loved doing. Helping. For someone she cared about. To correct a mistake she thought she made. I'll miss her. I know that. But I know that her daughter Genevieve has her spirit and her son will be the same. I will help and make sure they know their mother. Right down to her throwing up on my boots and the stories of her adventures.
Written By Rysen
March 28, 2020, 11:12 a.m.(1/5/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
[The following was delivered to the Great Archive of Vellichor by Lygeia, the retainer of Lord Rysen Crovane. She affirms that the following was written by the hand of Rukhnis al-Katibi at the request of Lord Rysen. The script matches that of the Crovane Minister of Medicine, and the seal on the parchment is Lord Rysen's. It has thus been submitted to the White Journals as requested. - Scholar Rufus Winesop, Disciple of Vellichor.]
Marquessa Arcadia died in battle in the Stormridge Mountains during a rescue mission. Petrichor and Gloria have delivered her into the arms of the Queen. I will write more when I reach Stormwall and can hold a quill.
Marquessa Arcadia died in battle in the Stormridge Mountains during a rescue mission. Petrichor and Gloria have delivered her into the arms of the Queen. I will write more when I reach Stormwall and can hold a quill.
Written By Drake
March 25, 2020, 11:12 a.m.(12/27/1012 AR)
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The tooth marks upon the Marquessa Stahlben's neck were left there by a half-crazed northern tribesman during our expedition. For that assault, he met with my blade, though I clocked him with the hilt end for my final blow as I do still have mercy in me.
Suffering no further injuries, she'll recover well, if maybe with an interesting story to the scar upon our return to Arx.
This is mostly to say, if she were to claim the marks are my fault, she's fibbing...
Suffering no further injuries, she'll recover well, if maybe with an interesting story to the scar upon our return to Arx.
This is mostly to say, if she were to claim the marks are my fault, she's fibbing...
Written By Thea
March 8, 2020, 3:24 p.m.(11/22/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Candy and puppies I hear the way to watch children. But you're welcome.
Written By Martino
March 8, 2020, 1:43 p.m.(11/21/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
If the puppy is anything like Finn was. Do ensure that Thea replaces your shoes.
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