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Written By Cillian

Oct. 15, 2023, 3:25 a.m.(1/5/1021 AR)

Today we go to stop a dangerous enemy, it is not him. But it will put a blow in his place if she should fall. But like anything it is dangerous, we all do not know what will happen and so I am writing this as my final wishes. That if something should happen to me, know that I lived my life to the best. That I have loved, hurt, and cried like all of you. But that you all will be dearly missed and I will see you again perhaps in another life or beyond.

My dear friend Lord Mattheu by now you should have gotten a missive, know that I entrust you with all that is special to me Please make sure they get to their right places.

Marquis-consort Cadern, what a ride it has been. I am lucky to have called you friend and brother-in-law. To you I leave what is most precious to me, Eilonwy please keep her safe you both need each other more now than ever.

Marquise Eilonwy. sister. I find this part the hardest, I don't know what to say as I stare at the paper. I was honored to be your brother and your sword. Remember "Strength from the Storm"

Lord Vitalis to you my dear friend I wish you to have my sword may it protect you always as well as my trusty friend Haldir.

Lord Ian to you a gift of a hair bead, that of the head of a wolf may the hunter always protect.

Lord Pasquale to you I give my back quiver may it bring you as much luck as it did me.

Lady Rosalid I promised you, the last we talked never again. You once saved my life, and now I have done the same, Meet with Cadern he has something for you.

Lady Ann to you I give waddles, good luck.

Archdutchess Jaenelle I do not know what an Archdutchess would want that I could offer, but this I will say. Thank you for the time we spent talking, sharing a drink, and enjoying one another's company.

Archduke Patrizio Much the same as the Archdutchess but I can say that I thank you for the times we spoke and shared a drink. For the serious times and the fun ones. But always remember, winter is the best and it always will be!


To the rest of those whom I called friends, there is so much more to do. I wish I could be there by your side to do it. Remember never let your freedom of choice be taken from you. Never let another make it for you, we all are who we are, and it is what we choose to do that makes our stories good or bad. Stay strong, work together.
If you wish for something to remember me by, seek out Marquis Cadern and Lord Mattheu they will have my belongings and can help you.

Always in your memories
Lord Cillian Blackwood

Written By Cillian

Aug. 27, 2023, 9:48 p.m.(6/7/1020 AR)

I think I am going to take a trip up North visit one of the crafters up in the March and bring some things back to the city, I need something different a change. I am hoping a short trip will help breath fresh air into things, The time goes by so quick, I find it hard to believe it's been so long since I came to the city and then joined the compact. I was Nineteen then, can you believe it scholar I just had my thirty third birthday? I have loved longer than I thought I might, and I am starting to feel it.

Written By Cillian

June 6, 2023, 10:08 p.m.(12/12/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Ian

In a realm of mystic wonders, where legends come alive,
There lived a noble knight, with a spirit so bright,
Sir Ian, the Mushroom Knight, true and wise.

From humble beginnings, his tale did unfold,
A simple spore, in a world so vast and bold,
Beneath the forest canopy, he began to grow,
With roots deep in the earth, his courage would show.

His armor, a shade of mossy green,
Adorned with mushrooms, a magnificent scene,
Each toadstool a symbol of nature's might,
Guiding Sir Ian through darkness and light.

With a shield made of bark, strong and true,
He defended the innocent, both old and new,
His sword, a blade of ethereal gleam,
Slicing through shadows, a radiant beam.

Through enchanted woods and misty glades,
Sir Ian ventured, on daring escapades,
Protecting the woodland creatures, big and small,
Answering nature's call, he would never fall.

His heart, pure as crystal, shone through the trees,
In tune with the whispers of the forest breeze,
He fought with honor, for justice and right,
A beacon of hope, in the darkest of night.

With wisdom and grace, he led the way,
In harmony with nature, he'd always stay,
For the Mushroom Knight understood the worth,
Of preserving the balance of our precious Earth.

And so, the legend of Sir Ian did grow,
A hero of nature, for all to know,
In tales and songs, his name forever sung,
The Mushroom Knight, his journey never done.

For in the heart of every mushroom spore,
Lies the potential for something more,
A reminder to us all, big or small,
That greatness can sprout, wherever we may fall.

So let us remember Sir Ian's brave plight,
And strive to be guardians of nature's light,
For in unity and love, we shall find,
A world where mushroom knights forever shine.

Written By Cillian

June 6, 2023, 8:10 p.m.(12/12/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Pasquale

In a realm of whimsy and mystical might,
Where the forest whispers secrets at night,
There lived a lord, Pasquale by name,
A noble Mushroom, of glory and fame.

Lord Pasquale, the Mushroom Lord so fair,
With a cap like velvet, of vibrant flare,
His spores like stardust, shimmering bright,
He ruled over fungi, a regal sight.

In moonlit glades, where enchantment grew,
Lord Pasquale's kingdom, a magical hue,
His subjects, the mushrooms, loyal and true,
Beneath his reign, in harmony they'd strew.

With each gentle step, he'd grace the ground,
Mystical powers in his presence found,
Whispering secrets to the ancient trees,
Unlocking nature's wonders with gentle ease.

Oh, Lord Pasquale, revered and adored,
Protector of nature, beloved and restored,
His wisdom bloomed like petals in spring,
Guiding his kingdom with a gentle wing.

His courtiers danced with grace and delight,
As moonbeams bathed them in soft moonlight,
They swayed and twirled to nature's sweet song,
In Lord Pasquale's realm, where they belong.

The seasons shifted, as they often do,
Yet Pasquale's realm remained steadfast and true,
Through summer's warmth and winter's chill,
His kingdom thrived, untouched and still.

But time, relentless, does not cease to flow,
And even for lords, its currents will sow,
The day arrived, when Lord Pasquale knew,
His reign must end, bidding a fond adieu.

With grace and poise, he took his last stand,
Passing his crown with an outstretched hand,
To a young sprout, a worthy heir,
Ensuring his legacy, forever to share.

Now, his legend lives on in whispered tales,
Of Lord Pasquale's kingdom, where beauty prevails,
A Mushroom Lord, with a heart so kind,
Forever engraved in the tapestry of time.

Written By Cillian

May 7, 2023, 5:49 p.m.(10/8/1019 AR)

Falling, falling, into the unknown,
Gravity's grasp, pulling me down alone,
Flailing and fighting, for control in vain,
As the world rushes up, to meet me again.

The wind whips by, as I tumble and spin,
My heart racing fast, my mind in a spin,
I close my eyes, and feel the rush,
As I hurtle towards, the ground in a hush.

Written By Cillian

April 15, 2023, 5:56 p.m.(8/20/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Vitalis

I am now the proud owner of a crown of twigs with beautiful ribbons and colored on paper! I will wear it proudly. Thank you for such a wonderful prize and for the fun game!

Written By Cillian

April 9, 2023, 9:20 p.m.(8/8/1019 AR)

I was supposed to be at the Saik land games, but I was not able to stay. I hear they went well, I will have to speak with Baroness Lucita at some point to apologize.

Written By Cillian

April 9, 2023, 9:06 p.m.(8/8/1019 AR)

Falling, falling, into the unknown,
Gravity's grasp, pulling me down alone,
Flailing and fighting, for control in vain,
As the world rushes up, to meet me again.

The wind whips by, as I tumble and spin,
My heart racing fast, my mind in a spin,
I close my eyes, and feel the rush,
As I hurtle towards, the ground in a hush.

But as I fall, I begin to see,
The beauty of life, all around me,
The trees and the sky, the birds in flight,
The wonder of it all, in clear sight.

And in that moment, I feel a release,
Of all my fears, and all my unease,
For falling, it seems, can be a gift,
A chance to see life, from a different lift.

So I embrace the fall, with open arms,
And let go of all my doubts and harms,
For in the end, it's not about the fall,
But the courage and grace, to rise after all.

Written By Cillian

April 9, 2023, 8:51 p.m.(8/8/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Vitalis

When things get rough, and you think you are at your worst that's when you find out who cares.
I just like to say Thank you.

Written By Cillian

April 2, 2023, 9:16 p.m.(7/22/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Patrizio

I am melting already your highness; not sure I can handle more if it gets hotter out.
I hate it, I feel like my leathers are going to just slip off of me, I been spending most my days
in a cool creek out in the woods or hidden away some place in the shade.
You can keep this heat; I look forward to the cooler days already.

Written By Cillian

March 5, 2023, 9:31 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

When sadness creeps into your heart,
It feels as though you're falling apart.
The world seems gray, the sky turns black,
And everything you once loved, you now lack.

The tears they come and flow like a stream,
A heavy weight that you can't redeem.
Your heart aches with a profound pain,
As though it will never beat again.

You try to smile, to put on a face,
But the sadness lingers, it won't erase.
The laughter that once filled the air,
Is now replaced with a silent despair.

Oh, how it hurts to be so sad,
To feel like the world is just too bad.
But remember that this too shall pass,
And brighter days will come at last.

So hold on tight, and don't let go,
For even in the darkness, there's a glimmer of hope.
And know that you're not alone in this,
For many others feel the same sadness.

Written By Cillian

March 5, 2023, 9:29 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

I crave to leave the city, to be outside its still walls. I crave to be out in the woods or on the water, whatever may come first. But any place but to be here, I feel trapped.

Written By Cillian

March 5, 2023, 9:27 p.m.(5/22/1019 AR)

Things seem to be moving at such a slow rate as of late, I find it unsettling.

Written By Cillian

Jan. 29, 2023, 12:46 p.m.(4/25/1019 AR)

Touching you I catch midnight.
as moon fires set in my throat
I love you flesh into blossom.
I made you.
and take you made.
into me.

Written By Cillian

Jan. 29, 2023, 12:01 p.m.(4/25/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Dacian

I find myself reconnecting with people as of late, once such person is Merchant Dacian Krosse.
I find his skills at finding things you are looking for to be excellent, he takes his trade very seriously.
I sujest if you are in need of a merchant and looking for something seek out Merchant Dacian.

Written By Cillian

Jan. 7, 2023, 6:35 p.m.(3/9/1019 AR)

Relationship Note on Caspian

I have known Caspian since I first came to the city, it feels like forever and a day ago now.
I had many things going on when I came to the city and never got to truely sit down to get to know him and in that I do have regrets about. But here recently it seems that we have found the time to sit and talk and I am thankful for it. I have found a friend that I did not know I had. Every time I sit and speak with him, he truly amazes me.

Written By Cillian

Jan. 1, 2023, 9:53 p.m.(2/25/1019 AR)

I cannot believe how fast Lily is growing, she is almost five now and she knows how to give me troubles. How do you tell a child that now understands you're going away that it's okay and you will be back. But she knows, somehow, she knows how serious this trip back home is, she has been having nightmares at night and they been long nights staying up with her. How do you tell her or denie her when she asks you to stay.

Written By Cillian

Jan. 1, 2023, 9:34 p.m.(2/25/1019 AR)

I enjoyed meeting new people at the ball in Saikland Greens, I am thankful for the invite I had a pleasure wwwwwwwwwmeeting everyone and having a good time.

Written By Cillian

Nov. 21, 2022, 6:17 p.m.(11/27/1018 AR)

I find things hard as of late.
So many things.
Am I coming or going?
Am I standing still or spinning.
I can't think.
I can't concentrate.
So much pain.
How do people do it.
I can't think.
I can't sleep.
I got rolled by a fucking boar!

Written By Cillian

Nov. 17, 2022, 10:54 a.m.(11/19/1018 AR)

A walk in the woods
The quick sight of prey
The Instict kicks in
The Hunter is on the hunt
Stalking waiting patiently
Heart beating hard
The sound filling ears
Like thunder rolling over water
The sent caught on the wind
A chase
A game
A grunt
A groan
A flash of teeth
Pain
Exciment
Breaths taken deeply
The hunter stands and looks down
The hunter has not only caught one
But two prey this day.

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