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Written By Ylva

June 17, 2018, 2:55 p.m.(1/12/1009 AR)

Thinking about it, I never wanted to serve the Faith. I wanted to serve something higher than the Faith, the gods and the people of the Compact, and I accepted the Faith's guidance in this. It was my mistake to think they were one and the same, of course, but it was a mistake the Faith seemed to find very convenient to overlook for a while, which wasn't very nice on the part of the Faith and its hierarchy. While it hurts and I am sad, it's probably a good thing to see the Faith correct this error in their treatment of the faithful. In time, everyone will be happier, I'm sure.

Written By Ylva

June 16, 2018, 11:59 p.m.(1/11/1009 AR)

I am a bit sad I'm not a Mercy anymore, but I will have a lot more free time between not healing all those people and not having to have my robes washed all the time. White gets dirty so quickly.

Written By Ylva

May 27, 2018, 10:45 p.m.(11/11/1008 AR)

I was ambushed. It wasn't really me, so much, but I was in the group of Mercies that were ambushed. It was very exciting, by which I mean it was terrifying. And exciting. I hit someone in the face with an apple. It didn't do much good, but it slowed them down a little.

Besides me, it was mostly the Knights of Solace who did all the fighting and defending us from the attackers. It was a very strange attack, and I wonder who could have been behind it. I'm very grateful for our escort, even if it was very unpleasant to watch people being killed. Even if they were bad people trying to kill me. I'm glad it was me and not them, but it feels bad. Fortunately I was able to save one, at least.

I have to learn how to defend myself, meaning how to duck and hide and run away from a fight. I already have a lesson planned, so hopefully next time I'll be a little more ready for it.

Written By Ylva

May 27, 2018, 12:39 a.m.(11/9/1008 AR)

I am now the house physician for House Acheron. I am very excited and I hope I don't kill anyone. Really, I hope I don't let anyone die, or lose a limb or an eye or something else important. That would be awful. So I hope no one injures themselves while I'm the house physician.

But it's like I was saying to Lord Riagnon, an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. So I'll try to help so no one in the House injures themselves.

I've written down everything we have in the stores as far as medicinal herbs and other ingredients, so if anyone needs a simple cure I can probably brew something interesting. I have to buy some more tools for brewing and mixing, but I think I can buy them out of my allowance. That's what it's for, I think.

Written By Ylva

May 24, 2018, 1:40 p.m.(10/24/1008 AR)

When I was a Mercy around Aviaron's Peak, we had to tend a lot of injuries because of goats.

I saw a lot of bites, but also some bruises and broken bones from headbutts and kicks when the goat attacked someone. Other times people cracked skulls and sprained ankles and broke legs when running after a goat, or away from one. Others got sick from drinking spoiled goat milk. We also saw a lot of injuries, big and small, caused by people fighting over goats. Sometimes someone robbed a goat, other times they moved the markers for pasture grounds in the middle of the night, or someone's dog injured someone else's goat, and people would come to blows over all of these. And once, a boy fell off a goat he had been riding and broke his arm, but I think that one was worth it. He had a little helmet and lance and everything.

A lot of these happened with domestic goats, but some injuries were caused by free wild mountain goats too. People got too close, or they tried to catch them, and that never went well.

I haven't seen any goat injuries since coming to Arx, unfortunately, since I'm better at those than some injuries you find more often here, like feet crushed by carriage wheels.

I don't know a lot about thralldom but I wanted to contribute.

Written By Ylva

May 17, 2018, 3:15 p.m.(10/5/1008 AR)

I am so busy!

Goodness, what to write?

I saved no lives today. But I did help with a surfeit of minor afflictions and injuries. And people can die from a minor affliction or injury, so who knows? Or they can wish they were dead, which is just as bad. It's not really, but it could be. But that's why easing the suffering of the ill and diseased and dying and gruesomely injured is just as important as saving lives. After all, not every life can be saved.

If you think about it, no life can be saved at all, which makes it all seem a bit pointless. One of life's mysteries is that it's not pointless at all! It's all a matter of timing. In some ways, that's much like an alchemical reaction. In other ways, not at all.

Well, that went nowhere. I should probably plan my words of wisdom before I start writing them.

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