Written By Natalia
Feb. 15, 2020, 1:33 a.m.(10.145658895502645/9.156898148148148/1012.7621382412918 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I discovered today that I am actually not terrible at stones. I don't think I've gotten any better, though. You'd still win.
I miss you.
I miss you.
Written By Reese
Nov. 18, 2018, 4:51 a.m.(1/7/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I didn't know my cousin prince Gareth all that well, but I am very honored to be his kin. He did great things right up until the end. Prince Gareth gave his life for us and for the Lodge. He will be deeply missed by Grayson.
Reese
Reese
Written By Cassima
Nov. 17, 2018, 10:53 a.m.(1/5/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
As is my prerogative to record these great historical moments, I note in these whites that some days prior the Prince Gareth Grayson, my intended for some time now, passed in the defense of the Lodge.
We allowed our mutual fear of grand parties and public attention to delay our intended union. I believe that fact shall be the single greatest regret of my entire life.
That is all I shall say about that.
We allowed our mutual fear of grand parties and public attention to delay our intended union. I believe that fact shall be the single greatest regret of my entire life.
That is all I shall say about that.
Written By Audric
Nov. 16, 2018, 6:47 a.m.(1/2/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I didn't like you much. You paid well, which counted for a lot, but you also were the one who led to my meeting Kima. For that alone, I'll take an unprofessional amount of pleasure in being there when your killers are summarily dismembered.
Written By Tikva
Nov. 14, 2018, 4:59 p.m.(12/27/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
Gareth dreaded the large wedding I was planning on inflicting on him. Not because ... he didn't want the marriage, because he seemed to want it entirely -- indeed, it was his idea -- but because the panoply and hoopla struck him as a kind of social purgatory to which I was going to subject him whether he willed or no.
As I look into the future of the social calendar of Arx and I think about what to do in honor, in memoriam, of a cousin I honor, I think: thousands of silver in commemoration, food and drink and remembrance? He'd hate it, but he's dead and wouldn't have to participate? Dozens of people coming together to deliver eulogies of a person who they remember largely as a grim, intense shadow?
In Gareth's honor, I will serve the Inquisition that he served with his whole heart. I'm not sure else I will do. I have to think on it.
As I look into the future of the social calendar of Arx and I think about what to do in honor, in memoriam, of a cousin I honor, I think: thousands of silver in commemoration, food and drink and remembrance? He'd hate it, but he's dead and wouldn't have to participate? Dozens of people coming together to deliver eulogies of a person who they remember largely as a grim, intense shadow?
In Gareth's honor, I will serve the Inquisition that he served with his whole heart. I'm not sure else I will do. I have to think on it.
Written By Natalia
Nov. 14, 2018, 11:35 a.m.(12/27/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
According to the whites, my brother is dead.
I do not have words.
I do not have words.
Written By Faye
Nov. 14, 2018, 8:48 a.m.(12/27/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I can't pretend that Inquisitor Gareth and I were the best of friends. Or very good friends at all. But I will not revisit disagreements. I will say I always respected his loyalty and his work with the Inquisition. One of my favorite memories of him was when he, Princess Caith, and I were in his office (had we been talking about bunnies?), drinking wine and chatting. He was a good man, loved by his family and valued within the Inquisition.
This fucking poison. It's serious business, I tell you that. I'm no expert myself, but if there's any lesson to be learned from messing around with it, it's that you take your life in your hands every fucking time. Don't just say to yourself, "This sounds cool," or "I just want to try this out." This isn't an aspirational hobby. The poison fucking sucks, and your family and friends will miss you when you're gone.
This fucking poison. It's serious business, I tell you that. I'm no expert myself, but if there's any lesson to be learned from messing around with it, it's that you take your life in your hands every fucking time. Don't just say to yourself, "This sounds cool," or "I just want to try this out." This isn't an aspirational hobby. The poison fucking sucks, and your family and friends will miss you when you're gone.
Written By Iseulet
Nov. 14, 2018, 1:02 a.m.(12/26/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
He never let me get to know him particularly well, even though I think once I bribed him with a blueberry pie or something sweet from Petals' shop.
But, he was the Empyrean's very first officially 'recruited' member and I was always grateful. When he approached me then and visited once later, it meant a great deal to me. More than I can express in words in a white journal.
I'm deeply saddened by the news of his passing.
My condolences are offered to everyone he left behind.
But, he was the Empyrean's very first officially 'recruited' member and I was always grateful. When he approached me then and visited once later, it meant a great deal to me. More than I can express in words in a white journal.
I'm deeply saddened by the news of his passing.
My condolences are offered to everyone he left behind.
Written By Joscelin
Nov. 14, 2018, 12:10 a.m.(12/26/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
Not many know that we knew each other, or that we were friends, or that it was you that gifted me with Mongoose when I was at my most vulnerable, my most fearful, or that it was your embrace the night Oliver died that shook me loose from the stupor of shock. If there weren't witnesses to the latter, I daresay most would call me a liar.
But you were my friend. Your promises meant much to me. I am sad for your loss for many reasons, most that I cannot write here, and some that I lack the ability to express.
Ultimately, I hope thus: that you knew you had my friendship and respect, and that you were important to me.
I pray Death keeps you safe until your next Turn, and that that life is far kinder to you than this one was.
But you were my friend. Your promises meant much to me. I am sad for your loss for many reasons, most that I cannot write here, and some that I lack the ability to express.
Ultimately, I hope thus: that you knew you had my friendship and respect, and that you were important to me.
I pray Death keeps you safe until your next Turn, and that that life is far kinder to you than this one was.
Written By Niklas
Nov. 13, 2018, 4:37 p.m.(12/25/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I still can't believe that he is gone.
He was so very solid a presence. That he is suddenly not there... it seems like there should be a thunderclap.
He was so very solid a presence. That he is suddenly not there... it seems like there should be a thunderclap.
Written By Sabella
Nov. 13, 2018, 1:33 p.m.(12/25/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
It is no secret among my cousins that when we were children and one visited Bastion you were going to be roped into a game of Knights and Princesses at some point. Sometimes more than one because it was the only thing I ever played or wanted to play when we weren't in lessons. Where I'd be a Princess locked high in a tower by some wicked Knight or Dragon or Gardner or War Lord and my sisters and cousins would fight to rescue me or keep me imprisoned, with me squealing gleefully all the while while I watched from a perch in the window pretending to swoon and practicing grand speeches of thanks.
When I was six I remember my cousin Prince Gareth coming over and being the very best brave knight of them all. While everyone else would just clack wooden swords together and shout, he actually scaled up the vines to clamber into the window one day, grabbed me up, and jumped back down to deliver me to my mother unharmed! A feat which I marveled at for many years and that I remember in vivid detail, if one allows that I really thought the window was much higher then it actually was upon seeing it recently when I visited. He then rallied the other children to go defeat the leeches that lived in the nearby creek and that's how I have always thought of and remembered him, wearing this big smile, completely full of life and unwilling to stop until every shadow had been defeated and every princess saved. He was a hero.
He was always my favorite cousin. I still saw him like that even after the incident that gave him his walking stick, the clacking of which I know caused many to cringe, but to me was as welcome as a mother's tap on the door to welcome you to a new day. People said and thought a great many things about him. Almost all of them were wrong. I adored talking to him even after what he had been through hardened and scarred him. Most people saw a used up old Prince who had been broken by a bad mistake and lashed out because of his ill fortune. But he wasn't broken. It didn't break him. It reforged him. I know I irritated him immensely with my good cheer. But there was still hope in him. He still carried the light he always had, he was still full of life and unwilling to stop until every shadow had been defeated and every princess saved. He was a hero. He was hard on people so they wouldn't have to learn the hard lessons of life the way he did. He wanted to stop the darkness before it had a chance to hurt anyone else again. He bore the scars so that we wouldn't have to.
And now that light is gone. He is dead because when the shadows came he wouldn't stop and he didn't stop and while he fell he helped defeat them so everyone was saved.
He's still my hero. And I am going to miss him dreadfully.
When I was six I remember my cousin Prince Gareth coming over and being the very best brave knight of them all. While everyone else would just clack wooden swords together and shout, he actually scaled up the vines to clamber into the window one day, grabbed me up, and jumped back down to deliver me to my mother unharmed! A feat which I marveled at for many years and that I remember in vivid detail, if one allows that I really thought the window was much higher then it actually was upon seeing it recently when I visited. He then rallied the other children to go defeat the leeches that lived in the nearby creek and that's how I have always thought of and remembered him, wearing this big smile, completely full of life and unwilling to stop until every shadow had been defeated and every princess saved. He was a hero.
He was always my favorite cousin. I still saw him like that even after the incident that gave him his walking stick, the clacking of which I know caused many to cringe, but to me was as welcome as a mother's tap on the door to welcome you to a new day. People said and thought a great many things about him. Almost all of them were wrong. I adored talking to him even after what he had been through hardened and scarred him. Most people saw a used up old Prince who had been broken by a bad mistake and lashed out because of his ill fortune. But he wasn't broken. It didn't break him. It reforged him. I know I irritated him immensely with my good cheer. But there was still hope in him. He still carried the light he always had, he was still full of life and unwilling to stop until every shadow had been defeated and every princess saved. He was a hero. He was hard on people so they wouldn't have to learn the hard lessons of life the way he did. He wanted to stop the darkness before it had a chance to hurt anyone else again. He bore the scars so that we wouldn't have to.
And now that light is gone. He is dead because when the shadows came he wouldn't stop and he didn't stop and while he fell he helped defeat them so everyone was saved.
He's still my hero. And I am going to miss him dreadfully.
Written By Alessandro
June 21, 2018, 12:36 a.m.(1/19/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I would like it to be known that I have been witness to a laugh from Prince Gareth Grayson.
Written By Tikva
April 16, 2018, 2:52 p.m.(7/23/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I would just like everyone who may have cause to read my journals but not his to know that Prince Gareth Grayson, Inquisitor for the Crown, has now publicly advocated jokes.
Written By Rymarr
May 21, 2017, 12:38 p.m.(7/3/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I like him.
Written By Lark
Nov. 14, 2016, 9:41 a.m.(2/13/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
It cannot be said that where his body did crumble, his mind and own personhood did not rise to meet the challenge. I consider him to be a man of utmost character, forged by his own trials and come out the better for them.
Would that so many others returning from battle, broken-winged, should have the same opportunities for rehabilitation as he. Must look into.
Would that so many others returning from battle, broken-winged, should have the same opportunities for rehabilitation as he. Must look into.
Written By Donella
Nov. 11, 2016, 10:06 p.m.(2/5/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
We knew one another, distantly, when we were younger. Before his torments at the hands of the Shavs, but after the Tyde war. That boy is gone. He retains his agile mind, but he is very altered in spirit. He became an inquisitor.
Written By Joscelin
Nov. 10, 2016, 2:24 a.m.(1/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
I have a beautiful, gentle, sweet deer-hound curled up on my run before the fire. She's so long. I could almost ride her.
Tagapagtanggol. Taga.
She's strong, huge, a giant of a dog.
And she's mine!
Tagapagtanggol. Taga.
She's strong, huge, a giant of a dog.
And she's mine!
Written By Luca
Nov. 6, 2016, 8:47 p.m.(1/18/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
Met this fellow the other day. Here's a guy that knows how to make conversation. You'd expect someone like him to be bitter and thin-skinned like anyone, but he seems to have his shit together. I'll look out for him, in the future.
Written By Natalia
Oct. 29, 2016, 4:36 p.m.(12/21/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
"Be good or the inquisition will get you"
Many have remarked on the differences between myself and my only sibling. They are confused by how one can be so happy and bright and the other so dark. He is perhaps the man that delights in the darker aspects of his job. But he does it for safety of those he cares about.
While I am a Grayson and we would never be prone to show our feelings and thoughts, least we want them known. It does break my heart a little bit. Gareth wasn't always the man he is now. It is just the city never got to meet my brother. The one that now lives in a protective shell of what he was.
Growing up, we were both light and laughter. He would play with me for hours. We would talk about the gossip around Bastion. He was my constant companion that only growing siblings can be. He was more charming than the best courtier. He was more beauti--- strike that -- he was as beautiful as I am. He was a flawless male counterpart. We were in many ways the jewels of Bastion.
Then the world rose against him. Shavs acted as they do and in the end, my brother was tempered by the flames. It didn't kill him. The people don't see that. They don't see that I mourned the brother that I had and have come to greatly love and admire the brother that he is. So while we are different and he allows me the freedom of happiness and the light. I appreciate that he is more the shadows and the darkness, but I know he burns bright. Phoenixes always do.
Many have remarked on the differences between myself and my only sibling. They are confused by how one can be so happy and bright and the other so dark. He is perhaps the man that delights in the darker aspects of his job. But he does it for safety of those he cares about.
While I am a Grayson and we would never be prone to show our feelings and thoughts, least we want them known. It does break my heart a little bit. Gareth wasn't always the man he is now. It is just the city never got to meet my brother. The one that now lives in a protective shell of what he was.
Growing up, we were both light and laughter. He would play with me for hours. We would talk about the gossip around Bastion. He was my constant companion that only growing siblings can be. He was more charming than the best courtier. He was more beauti--- strike that -- he was as beautiful as I am. He was a flawless male counterpart. We were in many ways the jewels of Bastion.
Then the world rose against him. Shavs acted as they do and in the end, my brother was tempered by the flames. It didn't kill him. The people don't see that. They don't see that I mourned the brother that I had and have come to greatly love and admire the brother that he is. So while we are different and he allows me the freedom of happiness and the light. I appreciate that he is more the shadows and the darkness, but I know he burns bright. Phoenixes always do.
Written By Isabeau
Oct. 16, 2016, 10:40 p.m.(11/11/1004 AR)
Relationship Note on Gareth
It is the fate of heroes to be sung of, to be celebrated in story and legends. Fate was not kind to Prince Gareth Grayson. Once I heard tales of his exploits but now I hear little. I find him curious but there is something dangerous about him. A man who has lost nearly everything and lived, is a man to be feared if not at least respected.
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