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Written By Daemon

Oct. 2, 2018, 3:57 p.m.(9/16/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Thena

Oh are we making coronets now?! Excellent, I knew I stocked up on parchment, sticky paste and small scissors for something spectacular!

Written By Daemon

Oct. 1, 2018, 11:27 a.m.(9/14/1009 AR)

Butter the biscuits and call me a nervous Nancy, because I certainly am two shakes from a shivering stalk.

Proper command of Solace's forces for the first time in... ever, I think. At least for a cause so righteous and significant. I'm eternally grateful for the trust placed in me but I'd be remiss if I wasn't honest about my anxiety. Maybe I should lay off the sweets for the next few weeks.

Written By Daemon

Aug. 29, 2018, 9:27 p.m.(6/26/1009 AR)

Jimbo and I made a song.

It goes:

La la la, my duck and me!

La la la, oh god he bit me.

We're still working on it, actually.

Written By Daemon

Aug. 6, 2018, 4:16 p.m.(5/3/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Thena

Contrary to her words, I'm usually quite calm! Usually! Grandmaster Thena is one of the only priests who also neither terrifies me nor invokes a strong fight or flight reaction from my belly!

Written By Daemon

July 27, 2018, 3:43 p.m.(4/10/1009 AR)

Day 5 of being stationed at the murder.

The children wanted to hold an assembly of peers, but ran into difficulties when faced with the fact that few of them shared royal blood. Other methods of determining leadership were had. The Booksmart child put forth his own intellect as his reason for being crowned king of the orphans. But a challenge arose from a child who claimed he was the eldest and had lost most of his baby teeth to show for it. I personally checked and indeed, he was quite old. Their challenge was counter-challenged by a third child, claiming that as he was the biggest, they should all follow him. Indeed, he was very big.

Anarchy was soon to break out and this was no way to run a kingdom. I put myself forward as regent as I was not only the oldest, but also the biggest. Both of these factors made my coronation unanimously celebrated. However, once the parchment crown was laid on my head, I was suddenly pricked in the side by a wooden dagger. It was the booksmart child. He proclaimed that while I was the biggest and the oldest, I was not the smartest, as I didn't see my assassination coming.

I am afraid that I am now dead.

Written By Daemon

July 26, 2018, 4:32 p.m.(4/8/1009 AR)

Day 4 of being stationed at the murder.

We held a mock trial in the center of the room after a curious case of a missing ball of yarn. Initial challenges was finding a child who wasn't going to use the little wooden 'serious-time' hammer to hit his fellow or bang on the table at random. I as an impartial judge, did not feel the right of the serious-time hammer fell to me. Also it was a good lesson in judgement and justice for them to carry into their later days.

After evidence was rounded up, it was promptly discovered that the ball of yarn was stolen by a nearby stray alley-cat. The cat was very mean. None of us felt brave enough to go get it, so it is now the alley-cat's property.

I publicly apologize to little Veron, your innocence proven makes your time-out judgement unfair and a disgusting abuse of our court.

Written By Daemon

July 25, 2018, 3:04 p.m.(4/6/1009 AR)

Day 3 of being stationed at the murder.

The children gathered to drink imaginary tea all day. I told them that this would not stand as tea is not conducive to building a strong, healthy body. As they are children and therefore smaller and fragile, they would benefit greatly from drinking a beverage that encourages their growth. Most of them stared at me and said nothing, but I was not put off.

After showing them a profound drawing of a cow, made by myself, they began to understand. Now we drink invisible and imaginary milk for 'tea time'.

I have definitely lost track of my original point in this adventure, but I believe they're one step closer to good living.

Written By Daemon

July 24, 2018, 4:43 p.m.(4/4/1009 AR)

Day 2 of being stationed at the murder.

One little girl told me she didn't like my armor, because most of it is red. 'Red is the color of blood and blood is icky', she said to me. She preferred blue, a much happier color. So the better half of the afternoon was spent with her slowly coloring over one of my pauldrons with blue chalk.

Another little one came up while this was happening and told me she wanted to give me flowers. Not real flowers, she wanted to draw like the other little girl was doing. So they drew flowers on my side.

But then another little one arrived, saying that flowers and blue were making me look weird. Since I was a knight, I needed something fierce. So they drew an angry lion on my back.

Another one came with a different suggestion, and then another, and another.

It just doesn't stop.

Written By Daemon

July 14, 2018, 3:52 p.m.(3/11/1009 AR)

I am still offering free dispensing of milk to those who find themselves exceedingly frustrated by recent debacles!

It does the body and mind good.

Written By Daemon

July 13, 2018, 3:54 p.m.(3/9/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Thena

Let's add an extra ten push-ups, shall we?

Written By Daemon

July 3, 2018, 10:25 p.m.(2/17/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Bliss

I have never had to treat a wound that involved one's own initials having been carved into another person's legs. It is certainly one of them ore interesting injuries I've come across since joining the Silver Order.

I extend my gratitude to Seraph Ailith for healing Champion Bliss, and also recommend plenty of bed-rest until one gains an L-shaped scar.

Written By Daemon

June 22, 2018, 12:16 p.m.(1/22/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Thena

Squee!

Written By Daemon

June 20, 2018, 9:24 p.m.(1/19/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Thena

You are!

And if desired I will also sit on your back for added weight. I promise, I am only as large as I am wide.

Written By Daemon

June 20, 2018, 9:02 p.m.(1/18/1009 AR)

Relationship Note on Thena

I am here to publicly declare that the amount of times my Grandmaster becomes frustrated at new entries to the archives gives me a frown!

I am not one who enjoys frowns. I am one who enjoys the happy, upward locomotion of one's mouth during a smile. As such, I must take action to rectify this, for my happiness and Grandmaster Grayhope's good sanity!

So it goes that I put forth my humble request that every new entry by Grandmaster Grayhope that will be followed by a shake of her head, a sigh, and her angrily scribbling something down with a quill, must be repaid in no less than twenty push-ups per angry writing! I will happily offer my accompaniment to the archives of Vellichor should she take on this holy quest and provide nourishment in the form of a bovine's blessed milk.

Exercise does the mind and soul good!

Written By Daemon

June 14, 2018, 4:59 p.m.(12/25/1008 AR)

-This scholar reports to today having seen Sir Daemon rushing down the streets of Arx with a broomstick and bucket, yowling and yodeling at the top of his lungs with an irate duck keeping pace with him. They were running with purpose and vanished within the Shrine of the Sentinel soon after the messy report of vaporized bugs came through. No one has seen the adjutant officer outside of it for some time, but nobody seems all that concerned either.-

Written By Daemon

June 2, 2018, 5:02 p.m.(11/25/1008 AR)

I understand there may be some confusion and perhaps a modicum of concern when one notices the House of Solace's new duck companion wandering about.

I assure the populace that I have personally vetted this creature and it is fully hygienically sensible for a place of healing. You need not fear anything save for perhaps the tips of your fingers. I have not yet found what his favored diet entails and he is prone to nibble when upset. Until then, please ensure you give Jimbo I the space they need to sort out their emotional trauma.

Written By Daemon

May 10, 2018, 2:24 a.m.(9/18/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Cambria

I've never found that writing about those who you care for has ever let me down in producing smiles. So today, I think of my cherished Patron and the generosity she's shown since I arrived in this city. It feels like ages ago now, but I've always had at least someone I could call friend thanks to her.

To lights in the dark!

Written By Daemon

April 20, 2018, 10:23 a.m.(8/3/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Thena

Excellent, I shall braid your hair.

Written By Daemon

April 15, 2018, 3:29 p.m.(7/21/1008 AR)

Journal day, journal day! What a glorious day we share, the day of celebration for the knowledge of recording!

So many joyous events have befallen my path in just a few short months, since the war of Stormwall has left its marks I've at last found reason to be rejuvenated. It is by the grace of those friendly souls that have surrounded me in these times of hardship that I owe a swift recovery, of the physical and of the mind. My brothers and sisters in the Silver Order and those I call friend outside of it, you know who you are!

In the last week I was granted an honor most prestigious within that very same order. The title of Adjutant, a second in Command to Grandmaster Thena, Duchess of the Dance and Harrowing Smiles. It is with grace and duty that I shall take every responsibility that involves such a role. I must extend my unending gratitude to the Grandmaster for her trust in me, my brother Jeffeth for believing in me, and my faithful hound Elegance for not turning her nose up at the market-bought kibbles the very same day! Truly, it could not have been better.

Then came the Gala of Auctioning for the children without parents! What a remarkable showing of generosity, the likes of which I have not seen since my entire time in Arx. 50,000 silver for myself, 70,000 for Sir Jeffeth and the best of all saved for last, Grandmaster Thena with a 260,000 donation! WONDERFUL!

Finally I must say that I am overjoyed at the recent news coming from my homeland. The Oathlands and their approach to spreading the Godly faiths without bloodshed is a most celebratory occasion. As someone on the outside, let me extend a measure of thanks and congratulations for a mission well done!

Applause all around!

Written By Daemon

April 13, 2018, 5:15 p.m.(7/18/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Theron

On the contrary my witty companion, were I upon the streets and my ruler saw fit to gift me with a bottle of expensive liquors and a shirt of silks, I too would endeavor to declare him a 'swell guy'. What other definitions could describe such a charitable soul if not 'swell'? If one cannot be deemed 'swell' for their selfless acts of zero motivations of the ulterior, then I dare say that none of us deserve to be called swell.

Hail to the Marquis! For he is swell! For he gifts those of poorer backgrounds with many great things for simple words in return! I bet he drinks a mean glass of milk too.

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