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Written By Ida

Jan. 19, 2020, 7:56 p.m.(8.169403935185185/10.486620370370371/1012.597450327932 AR)

I finally took the time and silver to upgrade my personal armor. It's never really been a /thing/ since most brawls are without armor and I haven't entered a melee with just my fists in quite some time. Even then, most of those have restrictions on gear. In any case, I never really needed much in the way of armor, though recent events and duties made me think it was maybe time for something more protective. Then I made a diamondplate sword that I wasn't unhappy with, and a handful of oathlands steel ones for the shop. Not a bad week or so, all told. Productive at the very least. And yet there's much hard work yet to be done.

Written By Juniper

Jan. 19, 2020, 7:27 p.m.(8.167967509920635/10.406180555555554/1012.5973306258268 AR)

I came to Arx more than two years ago and found the home I never knew I needed. Here, where people from all over Arvum come together, we are at our best, our brightest, because here we learn how our differences can act as complements to make us stronger as one people against the dangers in the world. There will always be dangers, there will always be shadows. Loss, grief, hardship, pain. It's important to never ignore the darkness. When it's pressed close on all sides refusing to be ignored, or even rising up inside of us, it's so easy to forget we can make our own light. More than that...

We are our own light, each of us carrying a divine spark of the Dream inside.

Be kind to someone else today. Reach out to someone else today. Be there for each other, one small act at a time. In that way we raise walls of light against those who want to drown us in the dark. In that way we grow and change and heal.

Written By Tarik

Jan. 19, 2020, 7:09 p.m.(8.16706431878307/10.355601851851851/1012.5972553598986 AR)

I am slowly hearing back from all of my old friends that I knew the last time in the city. It is good to catch up with how their lives have changed, and to know that peopele did not forget you.

Written By Jules

Jan. 19, 2020, 6:38 p.m.(8.165553488756615/10.270995370370372/1012.5971294573964 AR)

I did get to see a brief stint of Lady Colette fighting. It was impressive and I see a certain gracefulness to it, like dancing, but I do prefer not injuring my partners.

Written By Torian

Jan. 19, 2020, 6:06 p.m.(8.163956266534392/10.181550925925926/1012.5969963555445 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

People see the skull the Cullers use to represent themselves and they think that we're all killers or pirates or something. I maybe thought that once too, when I was a young orphan, before they brought me in.

In time, I learned that the skull doesn't represent a desire to do violence or to kill, it represents fate.

Fate is something that has been on my mind a lot these days. We have experienced a great lose recently in the death of the Crafter's Guildmaster. Not just those in the guild either.

By all accounts Josephine met her end as she had lived her life, caring for others. We might all hope and wish and pray to die in our beds as old men and women, surrounded by our kin and all that, but that isn't everyone's fate is it?

I take some comfort in knowing that Josephine's fate, if not to pass on as an old women in her bed, was to go out as she did, with her true self on display, courage and kindness until the end.

Written By Miranda

Jan. 19, 2020, 5:21 p.m.(8.161693948412697/10.05486111111111/1012.5968078290344 AR)

Relationship Note on Dariel

It's one of those times where you made a promise and things took precedence and now, now you realize you have some spare time on your hands to fulfill said promise.

It will be done!

Written By Colette

Jan. 19, 2020, 5:10 p.m.(8.161142113095238/10.023958333333333/1012.5967618427579 AR)

Relationship Note on Sydney

Mistress Sydney took me down. Seems my win streak has come to an end. What a fight though.

Written By Val

Jan. 19, 2020, 4:53 p.m.(8.16034267526455/9.979189814814815/1012.5966952229387 AR)

I think I'm getting rather restless, really.

Written By Gabriella

Jan. 19, 2020, 4:19 p.m.(8.158635499338624/9.883587962962963/1012.5965529582783 AR)

Relationship Note on Katryn

In perusing these Whites to pass the time I have noticed that, apparently, I have run a poor woman aground with my eyes.

I am unsure whether to be deeply flattered or woefully apologetic. Perhaps a mix of both will have to suffice.

Well met, Dame Katryn. It was a heart-stirring poem. It is good to see you are no less spirited drunk than you are sober.

Written By Madeleine

Jan. 19, 2020, 3:32 p.m.(8.15630539021164/9.753101851851852/1012.5963587825177 AR)

Relationship Note on Domonico

I'm sure Lord Domonico's unexpected dip will do nothing to dampen his appreciation for his fine new vessel. I must admit I can't say I've ever seen him look quite so serene as at that moment.

Written By Rey

Jan. 19, 2020, 3:17 p.m.(8.155575810185185/9.71224537037037/1012.5962979841821 AR)

While the short trip back home was lovely, seeing Brighthold always warms my heart, and makes me smile. It is also good to be back here, in Arx. Knowing that there are things for me to do. People to help and care for.

Written By Rey

Jan. 19, 2020, 3:12 p.m.(8.15533234126984/9.698611111111111/1012.5962776951059 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

While I did not have the pleasure of meeting Guildmaster Josephine Arcuri, I do have the honor and pleasure of owning a few of her pieces. Ones I shall always cherish, and feel blessed to have. May we find solace in knowing that her exceptional skill, and from all accounts a kind and giving heart, be always remembered when we look upon the wondrous gifts she created and shared with us. My deepest hope is that we can find comfort in knowing that many loved her, and appreciated the work she did. And may those that grieve for her loss, find others to share it with, so the burden may not grow too heavy.

In light of that, I wish to offer to those that wish to speak about Josephine Arcuri, please feel free to write to me, or even seek me out to speak about her. Healing comes in many forms, and sometimes we just need to share the grief and pain with another.

Written By Brigida

Jan. 19, 2020, 2:23 p.m.(8.152881944444445/9.561388888888889/1012.5960734953703 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

The House feels so empty without you in it, chuntering away to yourself as you kept busy.
Of all those that I have shared a home with over the years none understood me quite as well as you did.
I will miss our conversations by the fireplace and our complaining about folk as they passed us in the road as we sat on the rocking chairs.
Oswald will miss your treats and I miss your company dearly. I have seen and felt a lot of loss in my life but losing you has stung me so very much. Your generosity was peerless and your friendship a joy.

May the Gods give you the peace you need and a divine forge worthy of your skills.

Farewell my good friend. My love for you and all that you stood for will remain with me forever.

Written By Rymarr

Jan. 19, 2020, 1:52 p.m.(8.151332258597883/9.474606481481482/1012.5959443548832 AR)

I give thanks to those who I serve alongside in the Iron Guard. When I fell, they rallied. They kept me safe while I could not do for myself. I am alive because of their bravery.

Written By Rymarr

Jan. 19, 2020, 1:39 p.m.(8.150721312830687/9.440393518518519/1012.5958934427359 AR)

I give thanks to the Mercies of Lagoma today. The blow struck was nothing short of brutal, but with their selfless care I will recover.

Written By Gabriella

Jan. 19, 2020, 1:33 p.m.(8.150480737433863/9.426921296296296/1012.5958733947862 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

I did not know the Guildmaster of the Crafters Guild. But even for someone who had lived such a reclusive life until recently, word of her reputation had reached me long before I found myself in Arx. Even without meeting her, the purity of her craft was clear. I envy those who had opportunity to meet her. Opportunity to be her friend.

The wheel gains a great soul. Mourn her death -- but do not forget to celebrate her life.

Written By Reigna

Jan. 19, 2020, 12:20 p.m.(8.146873759920634/9.224930555555556/1012.5955728133267 AR)

To be human is to be fallible. That does not mean I like it. It is extremely vexing. I would like to be perfect, please. I wish that my choices did not always seem to lead me to a very specific set of consequences.

Also, it has been three days and I still taste sap and smell of pine.

Written By Shae

Jan. 19, 2020, 12:14 p.m.(8.146557126322751/9.207199074074074/1012.5955464271935 AR)

Relationship Note on Kedehern

I'm still enjoying the glow of marriage, and the happy days that follow it. My greatest hope is that we can continue to find love ten, twenty, or more years from now. That our love only grows stronger. I feel blessed to have found such a wonderful partner in life.

Written By Sina

Jan. 19, 2020, 12:03 p.m.(8.145983382936507/9.175069444444444/1012.5954986152448 AR)

I don't remember exactly when I first heard of Josephine Arcuri. It seems like her name has always been there. A fixture. I can't say that I knew her well, but we met on occasion, and I frequented her shop, the Velvet Box, often. She created the Tome of Platinum Excess which was the prize for last year's Storybook Soiree, which she ultimately ended up winning back with the costume she had made for herself. Yet, as a testament to her generous spirit, she donated the tome to the Great Archive, and there it now stands in all its glory, locked away in the original case created for the works of the Storybook Soiree, along with all the other beautiful stories that were created for that event. This is the type of person that Josephine was. Generous. Kind. She could be gruff, but she was wise.

It is hard to write this entry, and not feel my eyes burn with tears. Yet, I know that she chose the most honorable way to return to the Queen. She is a shining example of what it means to be self-sacrificing. I will never forget her courage.

My journey in this began when I heard of the Tenny twins, and their fate. I knew that I could not stand idly by while my Scholars were endangered. Just as Josephine could not stand by and do nothing, while her family, and others, were endangered. What started out, for me, as a quest to track down the killer of the Tenny twins, turned into a journey unlike any other. I stood alongside many others, including Josephine, as we fought to end a threat to Arx and its people.

The Butcher of Arx, Baron Ruthas of Glenbriar, has also returned to the Wheel. While his story was a sad tale, let us always remember it, too. He was a man, driven to terrible acts, consumed by jealousy, rage, and a sense of abandonment. These things caused him to become a monster. Let us never allow anyone to feel that they have been abandoned by the Gods. To be forsaken by the Gods is a terrible thing. Should one fall from Their graces, however... there is always a path back to redemption, should one truly seek it.

Raise your glasses in the coming weeks to Josephine Arcuri. She lost much, and paid the ultimate price to save others. It is a memory that will never leave me; her steadfast determination when the time came for the Queen to call her home. In the coming weeks, I will begin work on a new school, to be located in the Lower Boroughs. This school will be called the Josephine Arcuri School of Arts. Originally, it was intended to be an expansion of the Vellichorian Academy, but now, I feel it is more fitting that it be dedicated to her, and to all of the Arts. It will be a trade school, as well as a theological school. Before she died, Josephine indicated her support for it, and I will be working with Brother Felix Meadson on forging the details. If any would wish to contribute to the project, please reach out to us. More details will be forthcoming in the weeks ahead.

Written By Corban

Jan. 19, 2020, 9:26 a.m.(8.138277529761904/8.743541666666665/1012.5948564608135 AR)

Relationship Note on Josephine

One of the last pieces that Guildmaster Josephine completed before her death was a star iron signet ring for the King's Own. I will wear the piece, and hand it down, always in her memory.

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