Written By Aislin
Aug. 13, 2017, 3:53 p.m.(1/7/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
It's been months now, and the loss of Niamh is starting to fade to a dull ache. It feels like I'm finally getting used to her absence. I almost don't want it to; it feels like pain when you lose someone should last longer, somehow.
But wounds heal, given time. There'll always be a scar there -- a part of myself I'll never wholly get back -- but I no longer feel a stabbing loss when I look over and see her chest of things piled in my room. Or when I climb up into the treehouse, and remember our first 'adventure' together.
But she'll never be fully forgotten. And someday, when I find a griffon and set off an an aerial adventure for real, I'll remember that first adventure we had together, making up wild stories in the treehouse.
I'll remember, and I'll think of you.
But wounds heal, given time. There'll always be a scar there -- a part of myself I'll never wholly get back -- but I no longer feel a stabbing loss when I look over and see her chest of things piled in my room. Or when I climb up into the treehouse, and remember our first 'adventure' together.
But she'll never be fully forgotten. And someday, when I find a griffon and set off an an aerial adventure for real, I'll remember that first adventure we had together, making up wild stories in the treehouse.
I'll remember, and I'll think of you.
Written By Eirene
June 21, 2017, 8 p.m.(9/11/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
I've been buried under paperwork and my own personal drama - draaaaaama. Be sure you draw that out, scribe...
Apparently Niamh died? How the fuck did that happen? How the fuck did I miss that?
We weren't close but we worked well together on those occasions fate threw us side by side. My condolences to the family that misses a sister, daughter, cousin... those who miss a friend and partner, and those who miss a sister-in-arms. May Gloria smile on her deeds, Lagoma renew her soul, and the Queen of Endings restore her when the time is proper.
Apparently Niamh died? How the fuck did that happen? How the fuck did I miss that?
We weren't close but we worked well together on those occasions fate threw us side by side. My condolences to the family that misses a sister, daughter, cousin... those who miss a friend and partner, and those who miss a sister-in-arms. May Gloria smile on her deeds, Lagoma renew her soul, and the Queen of Endings restore her when the time is proper.
Written By Lydia
June 20, 2017, 9:36 p.m.(9/9/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
My thoughts've been stewing, and I've been thinking very hard about what to write about you that doesn't come across as disingenuous in the playful way that I wish to remember you.
Because , you were very much a person that was genuine. Always. So, I'll be genuine in my shared memory to honor the Lady Nimah Greenmarch that I knew that would sit on the benches with me when I was still a Lady - and together we'd watch the other duelists in the Champions Guild practice. Sometimes, we'd drink a little. We always watched the pretty ones with, you know, that kind of appreciation that made me grin from ear-to-ear.
That's it. That's how I'll remember you.
I hope it's enough.
Because , you were very much a person that was genuine. Always. So, I'll be genuine in my shared memory to honor the Lady Nimah Greenmarch that I knew that would sit on the benches with me when I was still a Lady - and together we'd watch the other duelists in the Champions Guild practice. Sometimes, we'd drink a little. We always watched the pretty ones with, you know, that kind of appreciation that made me grin from ear-to-ear.
That's it. That's how I'll remember you.
I hope it's enough.
Written By Lianne
June 20, 2017, 10:46 a.m.(9/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
When last we spoke, you told me that if I have the occasion to ask for anything, I should ask for everything. You told me that I should choose the one who will treat me best. You did nothing by half-measures.
As the mornings start growing colder, I will sit barefoot, sip my coffee, and think of you.
As the mornings start growing colder, I will sit barefoot, sip my coffee, and think of you.
Written By Rymarr
June 20, 2017, 10:04 a.m.(9/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
A most unfortunate passing. While many seem to recall the great deal of humor that Niamh Greenmarch put on display, that is not the woman I knew. That is not to say that she did not possess an abundance of humor, but only that I never saw it personally. For me she put on a different display. Lady Niamh was strong, serious, and determined. All traits which I value in another. The few encounters that we did have were to discuss leadership and the fledgling Golden Order that she had dreamt to reality. It was a mission she steadfastly believed in and would pursue.
Above all else, she had compassion and concern for others. At least in my experience. When we spoke of her Order of Gold Dragons, her chief concern was of the potential risks that it could draw upon myself and those closest to me. Few as they may be, the point was made. There would be a great deal of danger and that danger could potentially splash outward to those we care about most. She placed the safety of others before her own and that is all that we can ask of a noble soul.
She will be missed and Arvum will feel her loss.
Above all else, she had compassion and concern for others. At least in my experience. When we spoke of her Order of Gold Dragons, her chief concern was of the potential risks that it could draw upon myself and those closest to me. Few as they may be, the point was made. There would be a great deal of danger and that danger could potentially splash outward to those we care about most. She placed the safety of others before her own and that is all that we can ask of a noble soul.
She will be missed and Arvum will feel her loss.
Written By Saedrus
June 20, 2017, 6:34 a.m.(9/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
I met Lady Niamh Greenmarch very early on, when she arrived to the Grotto for an evening of relaxation. She was a kind woman, and unfathomably brave when she wished to be; she was a woman would could have overcome the darkness itself with a laugh. Though I think she took too much joy in saying things to see me blush or try to turn a conversation away from a topic that made her laugh, I would take the embarrassment a thousand times over if it meant she might walk back into the Grotto in her armour, and a smile, and tell me I need to take a moment just to breath. I will miss her, as so many others will, and so many others will no doubt miss her more than I do for reasons much deeper than my own. I just hope wherever she is, she is at peace.
Written By Eirlys
June 19, 2017, 8:24 p.m.(9/7/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
I keep trying to think of what to write, I probably have started this so many times. I don't know what to say..to write.. to do. There are people I have looked up to as I grew up. My brother Fia and our cousin Marian but also you, Niamh. Then when we were under siege you found me at the training area at Telmar and you gave me the house sword to defend the city with, to defend the innocents and those within the wall as well as protect those we swore to protect. You gave me that sword and told me that I should have it during the fight. I had never been so shocked in my life that you would trust me with something so important. When you handed it to me I felt the weight of the responsibility you gave me and I felt the comfort of your trust.
All of those things run through my mind. Watching you fight, watching you ride up when we were coming back from Alis and Fia's wedding. The warrioress you were and the legend (at least to me) you will always be.
Even though all that, the things I remember most? Your smile, the way you laughed. The fact that you let your cousin hang out in your room with your friend instead of telling me to go away. The patience you had at times, the infinite love you had for our family.
I lost so much more than a cousin. This world lost so much more than a fighter.
I love you Niamh. May the afterlife be kind to you, may your soul shine as brightly as it did here on this world.
All of those things run through my mind. Watching you fight, watching you ride up when we were coming back from Alis and Fia's wedding. The warrioress you were and the legend (at least to me) you will always be.
Even though all that, the things I remember most? Your smile, the way you laughed. The fact that you let your cousin hang out in your room with your friend instead of telling me to go away. The patience you had at times, the infinite love you had for our family.
I lost so much more than a cousin. This world lost so much more than a fighter.
I love you Niamh. May the afterlife be kind to you, may your soul shine as brightly as it did here on this world.
Written By Alis
June 19, 2017, 7:56 p.m.(9/7/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
Lady Niamh Greenmarch
Sword of Greenmarch
Knight of Valardin
Champion
Knight and Found of the Order of the Golden Dragon
Cousin
They are all the titles I knew you by, but none of them do you justice. When Fiachra and I teach our children about the heroes of our people, your name will feature brightly among them. You, who stood for the innocent and championed justice, and stood as a beacon against the dark. And they will also know that you were beloved by all who really knew you. That your smile could brighten a day, and your wit and ferocity during battle could turn a tide. We will all miss you. But you will never be forgotten.
Sword of Greenmarch
Knight of Valardin
Champion
Knight and Found of the Order of the Golden Dragon
Cousin
They are all the titles I knew you by, but none of them do you justice. When Fiachra and I teach our children about the heroes of our people, your name will feature brightly among them. You, who stood for the innocent and championed justice, and stood as a beacon against the dark. And they will also know that you were beloved by all who really knew you. That your smile could brighten a day, and your wit and ferocity during battle could turn a tide. We will all miss you. But you will never be forgotten.
Written By Zhayla
June 18, 2017, 9:09 p.m.(9/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
Gods be good, but this one hurts.
Niamh helped me find words to put to the feelings inside of me, to understand what honor could really mean outside of stories and empty words. She took me seriously, and she gave me something to aspire to, and she was also just ... a lot of fun. She made me better. She made me feel like I could be better. And I'll always honor her memory.
Niamh helped me find words to put to the feelings inside of me, to understand what honor could really mean outside of stories and empty words. She took me seriously, and she gave me something to aspire to, and she was also just ... a lot of fun. She made me better. She made me feel like I could be better. And I'll always honor her memory.
Written By Nicia
June 18, 2017, 8:51 p.m.(9/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
When the news of Lady Niamh's death reached me I have to admit that it was a bit of a surprise. It seemed like just the other day that I had met with her and spoken with her. I regret that I did not have the chance for further conversations.
Written By Aleksei
June 18, 2017, 8:09 p.m.(9/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
The first time I met Niamh Greenmarch, she woke me up in the Champions Guildhall by climbing on top of me and kissing the hell out of me. Soon enough she was lamenting that I couldn't think straight because she'd distracted me too well.
That was Niamh. Funny and fierce. Vivid and passionate. And she was my friend.
She wanted, very fiercely, to leave the world a better place than she found it. She tried so hard. I hope her imprint will be felt by those she leaves behind.
I know it's felt by me.
That was Niamh. Funny and fierce. Vivid and passionate. And she was my friend.
She wanted, very fiercely, to leave the world a better place than she found it. She tried so hard. I hope her imprint will be felt by those she leaves behind.
I know it's felt by me.
Written By Darren
June 18, 2017, 7:09 p.m.(9/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
I did not know Lady Niamh very well. But from my brief discussions with her, she was a lady full of passion and strong ideals.
I hope someone is able to take the Order she built, and grow it into what she wanted. Her dream shouldn't die along with her.
May the Gods and Spirits keep you, Lady Niamh.
I hope someone is able to take the Order she built, and grow it into what she wanted. Her dream shouldn't die along with her.
May the Gods and Spirits keep you, Lady Niamh.
Written By Alexis
June 18, 2017, 2:09 p.m.(9/5/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
Lady Niamh Greenmarch greeted me and was kind to me and we spoke of the future, as knights. Of duty, as knights.
She wanted me to aid her order, to help make armour for them. And armour for her.
And we became friends, very quickly. She let me see past the armour she wore for the world. She let me in.
I am grateful for that.
I will honour her memory by striving to live up to the ideals she espoused.
I will be the dragon she told me I could be.
Rest well, Lady Niamh. And thank you, for everything.
She wanted me to aid her order, to help make armour for them. And armour for her.
And we became friends, very quickly. She let me see past the armour she wore for the world. She let me in.
I am grateful for that.
I will honour her memory by striving to live up to the ideals she espoused.
I will be the dragon she told me I could be.
Rest well, Lady Niamh. And thank you, for everything.
Written By Armel
June 18, 2017, 1:47 p.m.(9/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
You meant more to me than I told anyone. Even you. Our long night-time, our adventures and our joys are my own to keep.
You leave behind a void not easily filled. I did not love how as Aislin did, and would never claim such. But I loved you, and that is a rare thing for me.
Death, you take deeply lately. Treat her well, she deserves that and so much more.
You leave behind a void not easily filled. I did not love how as Aislin did, and would never claim such. But I loved you, and that is a rare thing for me.
Death, you take deeply lately. Treat her well, she deserves that and so much more.
Written By Esoka
June 18, 2017, 1:15 p.m.(9/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
I try to find the words to honor Lady Niamh Greenmarch.
I have nothing that is adequate.
I knew her only a short time. I think we became friends, but I shall always grieve we did not have more time together. She struck me as a fierce warrior, a knight who embodied chivalry and honor, and a woman truly dedicated to fighting for light and righteousness. The loss of her is a wound to the Compact, to all who knew her, and to my own heart.
There will be much to be done and settled in the coming days. Sister Gisele and myself have taken command of the Gold Order and we shall soldier on. Lady Niamh was trying to build something good, and we shall honor her by seeing it through so well as we can. We know she cannot be replaced, though. She was a woman without peer, and I shall try to hold my memory of her close and carry on as she would have wanted.
May the Queen of Endings bring you rest or glory anew, my friend.
I will miss you.
I have nothing that is adequate.
I knew her only a short time. I think we became friends, but I shall always grieve we did not have more time together. She struck me as a fierce warrior, a knight who embodied chivalry and honor, and a woman truly dedicated to fighting for light and righteousness. The loss of her is a wound to the Compact, to all who knew her, and to my own heart.
There will be much to be done and settled in the coming days. Sister Gisele and myself have taken command of the Gold Order and we shall soldier on. Lady Niamh was trying to build something good, and we shall honor her by seeing it through so well as we can. We know she cannot be replaced, though. She was a woman without peer, and I shall try to hold my memory of her close and carry on as she would have wanted.
May the Queen of Endings bring you rest or glory anew, my friend.
I will miss you.
Written By Marian
June 18, 2017, 11:33 a.m.(9/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
Cousins by blood and by blade.
Trained under the same mantle.
Forged by battle to protect.
Tempered by honor to serve.
Swords to our Houses.
I will mourn your passing, because you did not die in battle as was your right.
Trained under the same mantle.
Forged by battle to protect.
Tempered by honor to serve.
Swords to our Houses.
I will mourn your passing, because you did not die in battle as was your right.
Written By Marian
June 18, 2017, 11:33 a.m.(9/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
Cousins by blood and by blade.
Trained under the same mantle.
Forged by battle to protect.
Tempered by honor to serve.
Swords to our Houses.
I will mourn your passing, because you did not die in battle as was your right.
Trained under the same mantle.
Forged by battle to protect.
Tempered by honor to serve.
Swords to our Houses.
I will mourn your passing, because you did not die in battle as was your right.
Written By Thena
June 18, 2017, 11:19 a.m.(9/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
Received word this afternoon that Lady Niamh is dead. She was my patron and she believed in me and now she's gone.
I have no other words.
I have no other words.
Written By Aislin
June 18, 2017, 11:16 a.m.(9/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
((The handwriting of this entry is far shakier than the usual sure penmanship.))
There's a hole in me.
I'm not someone who falls into relationships easily; in the past, by the time I've realized I could love someone in that way, they were always with some other person. Few have ever approached /me/ of their own violition; possibly because I know that when I'm in the city walls, I'm more stiff -- more serious -- than I ever am out in the field, with the whole world around me. Possibly because of the scar.
Whatever the reason, I'd gotten used to being alone in that sense. And then... then Niamh.
Niamh Greenmarch wasn't someone I would have thought of in that way, had you asked me before we got to know each other better. I met her first when we spoke about clearing the Blight of the Silence from Ashford lands. We met again to discuss folklore and adventure. And I came to enjoy our discussions. And I told her how much I missed exploring -- that the war was keeping me so much in the city walls.
And then one day she asked to see my treehouse, but told me she needed a bit of time alone in it first. When I climbed up later, I found she'd decorated it for an adventure like the ones Harlan and I used to have when we were young. These endearingly clumsy hand-painted backdrops of what were supposed to be the desert of Eurus to the east, some imaginary land of castles and wonder to represent Cardia to the south, the white expanse of the Everwinter to the north, and the mountains to the west. She'd put bedrolls and a lantern, and a hand-drawn map of nothing in particular out.
And she told me we were going to have an adventure, even if I had to stay in the city walls to do so. And asked me where we should go.
We sat there in our campsite and discussed what to do. Where to go, in our little treehouse-world. My griffin from my imaginary childhood adventures, Cloudstriker, was still there, but he couldn't carry two adults in armor on an adventure. So in the end we decided we'd go to the 'mountains' to find another griffin to tame, one to fly Niamh around on our imaginary adventures.
And at the end of that first adventure, she told me she'd like to court me.
I told her yes.
It wasn't always an easy path for us, being something of an adventure in itself. We didn't always agree on everything; no couple does. But she knew that my home would be a safe space -- that she could leave the cares of the world at the door, step inside, and just be Niamh. Nothing else. And I knew that whenever I got fretful or restless, she'd come up with some new puzzle, some new adventure within the walls, for me to solve.
I don't know -- I /can't/ know -- where that road would have led us in time. Whether we would have worked well, or whether it would have ended in pain despite our best intentions, as many relationships do. I want to believe that we could've walked my path in life together.
And now she's gone. There's a part of me, some formerly empty space that I hadn't entirely realized how securely she'd fit herself into, which feels empty now... raw and bleeding, as if something was torn away. As if my nerves are laid bare, exposed to the air, and every single thing I feel is magnified ten times.
I take some solace in the fact that if she looked at peace, her passing must have been a quiet one... that her end didn't come in pain, or terror. I can take solace in the fact that she's on a new adventure -- one into the Shining Lands themselves -- and no doubt one of wonder. But I cannot follow her... and I know she wouldn't want me to.
I know in time, the pain will fade -- as all grief does. And now that we know of the Wheel once again, perhaps we'll find each other again in our next lifetime, or the one after that. I don't believe our ties are cut forever.
And someday, when I'm out there in the wild, and I find a griffin hatchling in truth -- I'll think back and remember the first moment I truly knew someone else loved me, when we were chasing imaginary griffins in a treehouse.
Goodbye, my love... for now.
There's a hole in me.
I'm not someone who falls into relationships easily; in the past, by the time I've realized I could love someone in that way, they were always with some other person. Few have ever approached /me/ of their own violition; possibly because I know that when I'm in the city walls, I'm more stiff -- more serious -- than I ever am out in the field, with the whole world around me. Possibly because of the scar.
Whatever the reason, I'd gotten used to being alone in that sense. And then... then Niamh.
Niamh Greenmarch wasn't someone I would have thought of in that way, had you asked me before we got to know each other better. I met her first when we spoke about clearing the Blight of the Silence from Ashford lands. We met again to discuss folklore and adventure. And I came to enjoy our discussions. And I told her how much I missed exploring -- that the war was keeping me so much in the city walls.
And then one day she asked to see my treehouse, but told me she needed a bit of time alone in it first. When I climbed up later, I found she'd decorated it for an adventure like the ones Harlan and I used to have when we were young. These endearingly clumsy hand-painted backdrops of what were supposed to be the desert of Eurus to the east, some imaginary land of castles and wonder to represent Cardia to the south, the white expanse of the Everwinter to the north, and the mountains to the west. She'd put bedrolls and a lantern, and a hand-drawn map of nothing in particular out.
And she told me we were going to have an adventure, even if I had to stay in the city walls to do so. And asked me where we should go.
We sat there in our campsite and discussed what to do. Where to go, in our little treehouse-world. My griffin from my imaginary childhood adventures, Cloudstriker, was still there, but he couldn't carry two adults in armor on an adventure. So in the end we decided we'd go to the 'mountains' to find another griffin to tame, one to fly Niamh around on our imaginary adventures.
And at the end of that first adventure, she told me she'd like to court me.
I told her yes.
It wasn't always an easy path for us, being something of an adventure in itself. We didn't always agree on everything; no couple does. But she knew that my home would be a safe space -- that she could leave the cares of the world at the door, step inside, and just be Niamh. Nothing else. And I knew that whenever I got fretful or restless, she'd come up with some new puzzle, some new adventure within the walls, for me to solve.
I don't know -- I /can't/ know -- where that road would have led us in time. Whether we would have worked well, or whether it would have ended in pain despite our best intentions, as many relationships do. I want to believe that we could've walked my path in life together.
And now she's gone. There's a part of me, some formerly empty space that I hadn't entirely realized how securely she'd fit herself into, which feels empty now... raw and bleeding, as if something was torn away. As if my nerves are laid bare, exposed to the air, and every single thing I feel is magnified ten times.
I take some solace in the fact that if she looked at peace, her passing must have been a quiet one... that her end didn't come in pain, or terror. I can take solace in the fact that she's on a new adventure -- one into the Shining Lands themselves -- and no doubt one of wonder. But I cannot follow her... and I know she wouldn't want me to.
I know in time, the pain will fade -- as all grief does. And now that we know of the Wheel once again, perhaps we'll find each other again in our next lifetime, or the one after that. I don't believe our ties are cut forever.
And someday, when I'm out there in the wild, and I find a griffin hatchling in truth -- I'll think back and remember the first moment I truly knew someone else loved me, when we were chasing imaginary griffins in a treehouse.
Goodbye, my love... for now.
Written By Isabeau
May 21, 2017, 7:18 p.m.(7/4/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
The Sword of Greenmarch is skillful, to be sure, and more clever than most might be willing to give her credit upon first encounter. But, beneath her mantle of considerable strength and unquestionable beauty, there is a woman possessed of remarkable grace and real finesse that I find enviable on a great many levels. Also, she's very, very tall.
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