Written By Inigo
June 9, 2017, 1:10 p.m.(8/14/1006 AR)
The business of being busy. It's amazing how the small things in life tend to take up the most time. I suppose that makes sense when the small things are piled on again and again. Typically, as a swordsman, I only find myself lacking in the ability to socialize when a war is on or there is a duel to be fought, and even then I still have time to drink. With new roles comes new responsibilities... a lot... of new responsibilities. There is hope, there is a light at the end of the tunnel, I'm just hoping that light is nearer than it seems.
Written By Inigo
May 5, 2017, 1:22 p.m.(5/26/1006 AR)
The time of battle is drawing near... you can feel it building like a breath, there is only so much time before the inevitable exhale.
Written By Inigo
April 25, 2017, 10:49 p.m.(5/5/1006 AR)
Go to support a relative in a challenge, end up fighting for your life against Bringers. Arx never fails to disappoint....
Two notes:
1. It feels good to be whole again, and by that I mean fighting alongside my twin. We haven't lost a step.
2. Mirrors are wonderful things to ferret out disguised Bringers but it begs the question, how do they know if they are properly groomed?
Two notes:
1. It feels good to be whole again, and by that I mean fighting alongside my twin. We haven't lost a step.
2. Mirrors are wonderful things to ferret out disguised Bringers but it begs the question, how do they know if they are properly groomed?
Written By Inigo
April 6, 2017, 12:57 p.m.(3/22/1006 AR)
It occurs to me that being under siege makes a few aspects of wedding planning easier. Two of which are location and guest invitations... However, the possibility of having wedding crashers grows significantly.
Written By Inigo
March 31, 2017, 1:21 p.m.(3/10/1006 AR)
I'm terrible at writing entries... I would venture that tending to live for the moment has never left me with much time to contemplate the past, thus I forget that things must be written down for preservation.
Really, I think I'm just terrible at writing in my journal...
Really, I think I'm just terrible at writing in my journal...
Written By Inigo
Feb. 26, 2017, 2:20 a.m.(12/27/1005 AR)
I'm so used to twists and turns in this damned city that it's a curious thing when things just... work out.
Written By Inigo
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:57 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Calista
I can think of nothing more perfect than a rose...
Written By Inigo
Feb. 14, 2017, 4:12 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
We came back, at terrible cost we came back...
There are words that will never get the chance to be whispered, visions that will never be appreciated, experiences never had...
The final sacrifices given to make the world a brighter place than before, beating back the darkness if but for a time.
There are words that will never get the chance to be whispered, visions that will never be appreciated, experiences never had...
The final sacrifices given to make the world a brighter place than before, beating back the darkness if but for a time.
Written By Inigo
Feb. 12, 2017, 4:19 a.m.(11/27/1005 AR)
I think the night before the battle is the worst... nothing but the darkness in which to argue your reasoning for surviving the coming melee.
But regardless of how convincing you are to the uncaring void, in that darkness is the reason that you may not... it haunts you, snatching away truly restful sleep.
More whiskey is in order...
But regardless of how convincing you are to the uncaring void, in that darkness is the reason that you may not... it haunts you, snatching away truly restful sleep.
More whiskey is in order...
Written By Inigo
Feb. 5, 2017, 5:10 p.m.(11/10/1005 AR)
What a curious thing, time... though moving at a constant rate there never seems to be enough of it.
Written By Inigo
Jan. 31, 2017, 11:34 p.m.(10/24/1005 AR)
*excerpt from the travel notes of Lord Inigo Malvici*
I don't know what I expected but I expected more...
More than the eerie calm that had settled over the stretch of landscape where Eos met his end, more than the seemingly endless sheet of sand and landscape turned to black glass, more than the complete utter lack of answers to any of the questions that have presented themselves.
The visions of nightmares and strange oppressive sicknesses... all things pointing to ruin, death, destruction, and despair... not a trace was seen nor even a scrap of a clue to pursue. In some manner this is exactly what I wanted. Southport was fine, Southport would BE fine....
But now there's no manner of assurance for the future...
I don't know what I expected but I expected more...
More than the eerie calm that had settled over the stretch of landscape where Eos met his end, more than the seemingly endless sheet of sand and landscape turned to black glass, more than the complete utter lack of answers to any of the questions that have presented themselves.
The visions of nightmares and strange oppressive sicknesses... all things pointing to ruin, death, destruction, and despair... not a trace was seen nor even a scrap of a clue to pursue. In some manner this is exactly what I wanted. Southport was fine, Southport would BE fine....
But now there's no manner of assurance for the future...
Written By Inigo
Jan. 26, 2017, 3:11 a.m.(10/6/1005 AR)
The gathering storm is on the horizon and we're beginning to sense it's ominous power...
Written By Inigo
Jan. 19, 2017, 12:25 a.m.(9/13/1005 AR)
It's easy to wile away the day when alcohol is involved... but it does make for some good conversation.
Written By Inigo
Jan. 15, 2017, 2:39 a.m.(9/1/1005 AR)
Dear journal, it's been an interesting first week in Arx. My family did NOT prepare me for what lay in store when asked to venture north from Southport. Oh their promises were correct about the city, met some interesting people, learned some interesting things, fought some interesting fights, excellent times! The one tiny bit of information that was left out is what most concerns me... If only, ONLY they had informed me that fairy tales are real, well some... the debate is still out on gnomes, I would have arrived with much more than the clothing on my back.
As it stands, I've pledged to fight for the family both on and off the field of battle and am committed to doing so. After all, who best to fight for than the ones you love? However, the battlefield seems large and unfamiliar. More training seems to be in order...
As it stands, I've pledged to fight for the family both on and off the field of battle and am committed to doing so. After all, who best to fight for than the ones you love? However, the battlefield seems large and unfamiliar. More training seems to be in order...
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