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Written By Franco

April 2, 2017, 9:02 p.m.(3/14/1006 AR)

How much meaning does a name hold? They're pretty simple things, you're generally born and given one immediately. But how much does it actually envelope and develop who you are? I've often wondered if I'd be able to express myself with nearly the level of confidence if I had another name. Certainly If I was Giovanni Gilden, that'd be fine. But the double G's may be troublesome. Francesco was definitely a possibility, but Franco does just seem to fit me better. I never was a fan of formality. Maybe I would be if I was Francesco.

I should probably just be sated and happy that my name isn't Phil, and not ponder further.

Written By Franco

April 2, 2017, 8:57 p.m.(3/14/1006 AR)

Being in a city under siege is very akin to being in a work camp. You're expected to work, every day. And you can't leave. And quite often, you're not really sure what the work is for, because secrecy is just soo important.

But then, you do get to stab things sometimes. And that's not something you can get away with in a work camp. So maybe it's not so bad.

Written By Franco

March 27, 2017, midnight(3/1/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Deva

So. If I ever decide to tease or pick on this particular Redrain, I need to do so from behind something very big and hard to see through. And there can't be a single hole. Apparently she can strike through an eyeslit at a hundred yards with her bow. And I've learned she's just as adept with chairs. This means for my own safety, I need to nail them down before teasing. Preparation makes it hardly worth it in the end.

Written By Franco

March 26, 2017, 11:57 p.m.(3/1/1006 AR)

There's something about open combat that reminds you that you're alive. I imagine it's got to do with the risk of death. You're always alive, but you're almost never quite so alive as when you might lose it all. Philosophical nonsense, really. I think I missed most of the terrifying things I'm now hearing about. Which is a plus, really. It's hard to fight when the impossible is going on and coming to get you, so it pays sometimes to be cowering under a shield wall. See. Cowardice applied correctly. That's wisdom, or something.

Written By Franco

March 19, 2017, 9:47 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

A city under siege, well. That's what Arx is going to be. I wonder how much of it I'll note. Likely less than I should, if I have the ability to find whiskey where I can. From what I've heard, that's likely for the best, considering my ability to contribute in particular. But, then, maybe I'll have to find excitement one cold night. Mores the pity, if that's the case.

Written By Franco

March 12, 2017, 10:26 p.m.(1/28/1006 AR)

I've been in the city a week or two now. And I'm finding it a little hard to bring myself out much, outside of planned social functions. This isn't new, entirely. I'm not always the most outgoing person. But I'm usually a bit more eager to indulge myself with some company, and good drink. Maybe a game or two. I'm not certain entirely what's limiting me of late.

It may be the timing, the slight feel of coming anxiety. But the city is good at masking that, I fear. It might be the city itself, really. I've spent most of my time doing such things quietly, out of sight. Indulging myself. A city as big as this one, people notice. People talk. It's not something I'm used to having to deal with. Maybe I'll manage to write it off completely. Then, I imagine, this city will have plenty of places to drink and game and get company that make my old haunts pale.

I imagine if the grimness arrives, I'll find enough want for something to lose myself in, it won't be an issue. But until then, I suppose there'll be a party of some kind or another going on. And if you know the right people, they likely won't stop.

Written By Franco

March 12, 2017, 10:16 p.m.(1/28/1006 AR)

I attended two events this week, and both were for the same purpose. One I wholeheartedly support. A bit of money to help defend the city, concealed beneath some entertainment. This second though, The Aspirations of Alcohol, was quite a bit more to my liking on general principle. I even submitted a offer from Caith for House Gilden.

But, it appears the majority there preferred something besides whiskey. I can't blame them, most of the offerings were quite good, and unique. More than a few seemed very fitting of their submitters. I found a few to be guessed on taste for their origin. That's speaking quite highly, I think. And I have it on good authority a few people enjoyed Caith's offering. Which is good. I'm afraid It's still my favorite from that particular grouping.

Maybe I'll have to find a new one though, soon. Or I should just start stockpiling, to be sure I don't run out.

Written By Franco

March 12, 2017, 10:08 p.m.(1/28/1006 AR)

For a city in as dark times as Arx, it's population does quite good at trying to make the best of it. And then put that best of it to good use. Can't say I'm dissapointed in the way they're doing things, it keeps it lively, and there'll be plenty of darkness to come.

I attended a tasting event, in true Lyceum fashion. No eyes to be used. All delectable foods, and good company. There was a bit of tawdry jokes, but then, when no one can see that's an opportunity not to miss. I may have ended up wearing more than I ate, as did my poor dining companion. It turns out hand-eye coordination is a bit tricky, when one removes their eyes from the equation.

I'm likely just lucky there were no olives. I still atleast have a shirt, and it was salvagable. I imagine I wouldn't have been forgiven or allowed to stay in one piece if I had found just the right thing that was wrong.

Written By Franco

March 5, 2017, 10:53 p.m.(1/15/1006 AR)

And of course, my first day ashore in this city I find a mixture of both what I'm wanting, and what I'm fearing. I'll admit, I doubt I'd have had an opportunity to jump from a blazing ship in other circumstances that wouldn't have involved me cursing the experience. So, I suppose I'm likely to be happy about this trip, and this city. If I find myself being bored, I'll have to be blaming it on myself, that's for certain.

Written By Franco

March 5, 2017, 10:50 p.m.(1/15/1006 AR)

My time away suited me better than my time with the family, for certain. Getting a feel for the proper etiquette again is going to be a trick. But, in this city. In this time. All this excitement? It might be worth it. My wonderful title I so enjoy forgetting might even open doors for excitement. That'd be a new prospect. But then, I'll have to try and remember all the words and the titles. Should be worth it, besides. Family is family, in the end.

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