Written By Duarte
March 26, 2018, 8:52 a.m.(6/7/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Bianca
Ok
Written By Corban
March 26, 2018, 8:17 a.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Letters. So many letters.
It is a solemn obligation of a military commander to express the his, the Duke's, and the entire Telmarch's appreciation for a fallen soldier's service to her family and loved one. But as the Telmarch lost half of all forces committed at Setarco, land and sea, the deluge of notes to draft and write is overwhelming.
Some of the brave men and women I knew directly, from either my time as a company commander in the Telmarch or from fighting by their side in Setarco. For others, I must rely on second-hand stories from officers and comrades. But yet Captain Reedy and I work on a letter for each. It is our solemn obligation: As leaders of soldiers, as leaders of the Telmarch.
It is a solemn obligation of a military commander to express the his, the Duke's, and the entire Telmarch's appreciation for a fallen soldier's service to her family and loved one. But as the Telmarch lost half of all forces committed at Setarco, land and sea, the deluge of notes to draft and write is overwhelming.
Some of the brave men and women I knew directly, from either my time as a company commander in the Telmarch or from fighting by their side in Setarco. For others, I must rely on second-hand stories from officers and comrades. But yet Captain Reedy and I work on a letter for each. It is our solemn obligation: As leaders of soldiers, as leaders of the Telmarch.
Written By Wynna
March 26, 2018, 8 a.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
No, I don't think it's a matter of not wanting to end up like these people. It's a matter of what would be worth it.
And by His teachings, nothing should be. Is that right? I believe all history needs to be spread - but does that apply to secrets people want to keep that constitute history? Or would it be as simple as an inability to keep silent on some great evil committed?
I envy those who would find such duty simple to carry out. But the divide is clear, I think - the compact between man and the secrets given to those in service of the Gods, and words spoken bitterly outside of that compact. I have read that the only permissible defense for breaching this trust is to protect the Archive, our worship of Vellichor. I wonder if that is not selfish.
But then I recall that, sensibly, it's the only defense that matters to me. Our duty is grander, more important than any one person's tragedies.
How depressing.
And by His teachings, nothing should be. Is that right? I believe all history needs to be spread - but does that apply to secrets people want to keep that constitute history? Or would it be as simple as an inability to keep silent on some great evil committed?
I envy those who would find such duty simple to carry out. But the divide is clear, I think - the compact between man and the secrets given to those in service of the Gods, and words spoken bitterly outside of that compact. I have read that the only permissible defense for breaching this trust is to protect the Archive, our worship of Vellichor. I wonder if that is not selfish.
But then I recall that, sensibly, it's the only defense that matters to me. Our duty is grander, more important than any one person's tragedies.
How depressing.
Written By Preston
March 26, 2018, 6:40 a.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
Blessed Aureth's words on grief and loss are very apt and informative, and once again he makes me pause and consider. As I have often found from the Archlectors of the Lost Gods. Even should I disagree, I have never found myself less informed for that debate with Blessed Aureth or Blessed Aleksei.
Blessed Aureth is also quite incisive in his comments on debate over loss. Death is, in that way, a leveller. We all are born and all die, noble or common, hero or villain, the facts for us are unchanged. Who we grieve over is a choice for the living. It is my intent to ensure that, as a way to allow families to remember those lost, as a way for the Faith to remember its traditions, as a way for the Compact to recall the unity of purpose from the past in pursuit of it in future, we will build at Sanctum a great shrine to those honoured dead of the Templars. Those who have given their lives for the ideals of the Compact and the Pantheon. And within it we will build great halls to each of the great Fealties of the compact, and offer a place for each sworn knight who fell at Stormwall and Setarco. I know many families, especially those of noble origin, may have other locations in mind but the offer should be made to ensure there is a place each who swore their oaths before Gloria.
Blessed Aureth is also quite incisive in his comments on debate over loss. Death is, in that way, a leveller. We all are born and all die, noble or common, hero or villain, the facts for us are unchanged. Who we grieve over is a choice for the living. It is my intent to ensure that, as a way to allow families to remember those lost, as a way for the Faith to remember its traditions, as a way for the Compact to recall the unity of purpose from the past in pursuit of it in future, we will build at Sanctum a great shrine to those honoured dead of the Templars. Those who have given their lives for the ideals of the Compact and the Pantheon. And within it we will build great halls to each of the great Fealties of the compact, and offer a place for each sworn knight who fell at Stormwall and Setarco. I know many families, especially those of noble origin, may have other locations in mind but the offer should be made to ensure there is a place each who swore their oaths before Gloria.
Written By Kia
March 26, 2018, 12:33 a.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
My first night here in Arx was definitely interesting. I could not sleep in the least which of course made this morning difficult, but I will eventually see if I can get some rest this upcoming evening or if I will still have difficulty sleeping.
Written By Torian
March 25, 2018, 11:54 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
A man wonders, after the rush to acquire and share all that gear they call Cobalt... does it got any value no more?
Written By Lisebet
March 25, 2018, 11:45 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
I wandered by the Golden Hart and met a plethora of people, including Princess Valencia. Such a charming hostess, she is. I do hope I am half so charming when I get a chance to host something.
Written By Mia
March 25, 2018, 11:39 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
Once again, I find myself commending the actions of Dame Thena Grayhope -- now Grandmaster of the Knights of Solace -- though not for her elevation to such a station. Nor is it for her bravery on the battlefield.
No, it is for the simple act of tending the wounded, which was how I came to know her a year ago, as I watched her tend my husband. And now she has tended me. Were it not for her, I doubt I would have returned from Stormwall.
Riven will not forget the debts it owes.
No, it is for the simple act of tending the wounded, which was how I came to know her a year ago, as I watched her tend my husband. And now she has tended me. Were it not for her, I doubt I would have returned from Stormwall.
Riven will not forget the debts it owes.
Written By Felix
March 25, 2018, 11:35 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
My prayers go out to those both who have lost, and those who were lost. May they find themselves surrounded by as many loved ones in the next turn of the wheel as they were in this one.
Written By Shard
March 25, 2018, 11:34 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Do not burn down a forest and then wonder why no birds sing for you.
Written By Sparte
March 25, 2018, 11:33 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
The sense of loss in Arx is palpable. People are mourning their friends, their lovers, their heroes. I miss those I knew and will honor those I did not. Yet... I find myself unable to grieve. Instead I worry for those suffering.
Written By Luis
March 25, 2018, 11:14 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
We had so many things we were waiting till 'after the war' to deal with. So many conversations, so many promises, so many things unsaid. I promised you that I would keep your betrothed safe, and she came back, unharmed, except broken. Broken in spirit and heart for the loss of the one whom meant so much to her.
Your loss is a tragedy that I would never wish upon any. I do not even know where to begin to help Lucita recover. I do not know that she can, but we shall be there for her. I will carry the oath I made with you to the grave and see that she will thrive, even if it is only upon your memories and spirit that she subsists.
Continue to fight well and may your travels be blessed and light. I shall keep my promise and see that it is a very long time before she finds you again, and you know I mean that in the best way possible.
Your loss is a tragedy that I would never wish upon any. I do not even know where to begin to help Lucita recover. I do not know that she can, but we shall be there for her. I will carry the oath I made with you to the grave and see that she will thrive, even if it is only upon your memories and spirit that she subsists.
Continue to fight well and may your travels be blessed and light. I shall keep my promise and see that it is a very long time before she finds you again, and you know I mean that in the best way possible.
Written By Nisaa
March 25, 2018, 11:07 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
I too am full of sorrow for the loss of Abbas. I have seen others speak of their loss of him as well. I have also been seeing many speak of the man in the time since I have arrived in Arx, focusing on the atrocities he committed. He knew he was not endeared to most peoples. I know what many think too. But for me, he was being a man who listened to what I had to say. He helped me when I was in need of guidance. I am deeply saddened by the loss of him. I wish I could erase the last images of him that haunt my memories, replace them with the ones of more happiness I had of him before that moment. He was a friend, of whom I will always be holding dear in memory along side a deeper sorrow that I could not help him more.
I am of course saddened by the many lives given in battle. Most I did not know well myself. But Abbas, and Estaban have left their marks upon me. I will also miss Baron Estaban Saik. He was always a sweet, kind friend to me. It has been a long time since we had the opportunists to speak, but I was happening upon him not long ago in the street. We stopped, hugged, and shared a smile with the few words of pleasantness we had time for. That is my last memory of him, and one I will cherish. I am hoping his wife will find some peace in the knowings of how kindly he was thought of by so many.
May all who lost their lives find their way to the wheel with ease, and may all who remain to mourn find solace for the memories in the hearts. We are all so many of us filled with heartache and grief. Do not be pushing aside the despair too soon. Let the tears fall, for they are a mark of how deeply we have loved, whether in friendship, romance, or family bondings.
I am of course saddened by the many lives given in battle. Most I did not know well myself. But Abbas, and Estaban have left their marks upon me. I will also miss Baron Estaban Saik. He was always a sweet, kind friend to me. It has been a long time since we had the opportunists to speak, but I was happening upon him not long ago in the street. We stopped, hugged, and shared a smile with the few words of pleasantness we had time for. That is my last memory of him, and one I will cherish. I am hoping his wife will find some peace in the knowings of how kindly he was thought of by so many.
May all who lost their lives find their way to the wheel with ease, and may all who remain to mourn find solace for the memories in the hearts. We are all so many of us filled with heartache and grief. Do not be pushing aside the despair too soon. Let the tears fall, for they are a mark of how deeply we have loved, whether in friendship, romance, or family bondings.
Written By Alarissa
March 25, 2018, 11 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Darrow
Darrow Darkwater.
How many conversations did we have? Not enough. I once watched him stand in front of Victus' liquor bottles and arrange them all because he disliked the chaos of the different colours all over the place. I had to admire him. It took him near three hours. He smiled once even, just before he was taking off and I wanted to ensure that he had good armor. If he was going to make one last stand, it would be to the very last. He touched his sword, ran a hand along the hilt and smiled.
He spoke of Castle Lament. Of why it is called such and touched some on why he was, as he was and I could understand. He was a refreshing bucket of very cold water after you have been sitting in the hot springs. I could count on him. I will write this again. I could without a doubt, count on the dour Lord of Darkwater. So much so that I gave him my cobalt forged dagger to try and give him every edge that I possibly could.
Where others saw a solid and unrelenting knight who never smiled, was dry as an Eurus desert at the peak of noon, I saw a refreshing man who spoke truth, who enjoyed a frank conversation and never faltered in his devotions for family, fealty and faith.
I will miss the Knight of Sorrows. May he spend time in the shining lands and may we all know the bravery and strength that he possessed and find a bit of it in ourselves. Till next you come off the wheel Lord Darrow.
How many conversations did we have? Not enough. I once watched him stand in front of Victus' liquor bottles and arrange them all because he disliked the chaos of the different colours all over the place. I had to admire him. It took him near three hours. He smiled once even, just before he was taking off and I wanted to ensure that he had good armor. If he was going to make one last stand, it would be to the very last. He touched his sword, ran a hand along the hilt and smiled.
He spoke of Castle Lament. Of why it is called such and touched some on why he was, as he was and I could understand. He was a refreshing bucket of very cold water after you have been sitting in the hot springs. I could count on him. I will write this again. I could without a doubt, count on the dour Lord of Darkwater. So much so that I gave him my cobalt forged dagger to try and give him every edge that I possibly could.
Where others saw a solid and unrelenting knight who never smiled, was dry as an Eurus desert at the peak of noon, I saw a refreshing man who spoke truth, who enjoyed a frank conversation and never faltered in his devotions for family, fealty and faith.
I will miss the Knight of Sorrows. May he spend time in the shining lands and may we all know the bravery and strength that he possessed and find a bit of it in ourselves. Till next you come off the wheel Lord Darrow.
Written By Mirari
March 25, 2018, 10:56 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Sometimes the whites are more amusing than they probably should be.
Written By Aurus
March 25, 2018, 10:45 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
That's a good question - what am I supposed to -do- here, now that I've arrived?
Certainly I'm going to get tired of dictating these journals, though, I daresay the servants of the household would be marking my every word regardless.
Certainly I'm going to get tired of dictating these journals, though, I daresay the servants of the household would be marking my every word regardless.
Written By Gaston
March 25, 2018, 10:44 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Amarantha
That poem touched me, Lady Amarantha. You write such beautiful words, I don't know what to say. I look forward to seeing this play of yours, truly. I am sorry I was rude.
Written By Valencia
March 25, 2018, 10:41 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Brogan
Welcome home, my lord.
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Written By Thesarin
March 25, 2018, 10:37 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
It's been asked that those of us who were at Stormwall put to words what we saw at the battle.
Saw more soldiers than I had in all my life, when we stood to muster. Northmen and Oathlanders and Crownlanders and soldiers of the Faith.
I stood at the beaches when the first waves came. Saw Alban Farshaw lead off the cavalry to scatter the first landers, saw Sir Holden riding out with Esoka. Saw Rey Laveer tending to the wounded while arrows and burning pitch fell onto the ranks.
Saw the spirits of the sky striking at the ships that were coming. Sank some and drove the rest away. Called by Khanne Stormcaller and the other Shamans. That ain't a sight I'm like to forget.
Past that, all I can talk of is an attack like a river of bodies. Broke on the walls again and again, but never let up and never ebbed. We fought, and we bled, and I can talk of Michael Bisland bringing the troops to force the ladders off the walls.
I didn't see it, but Eirlys Greenmarch's sacrifice should never go unremembered. Or my wife, Countess Mia Riven, standing guard over the wounded as they were carried out.
But most of what I can tell of Stormwall is fucking hours of bloody fighting and bloody retreat in the rain and storm, until we set the whole city to the torch.
Saw more soldiers than I had in all my life, when we stood to muster. Northmen and Oathlanders and Crownlanders and soldiers of the Faith.
I stood at the beaches when the first waves came. Saw Alban Farshaw lead off the cavalry to scatter the first landers, saw Sir Holden riding out with Esoka. Saw Rey Laveer tending to the wounded while arrows and burning pitch fell onto the ranks.
Saw the spirits of the sky striking at the ships that were coming. Sank some and drove the rest away. Called by Khanne Stormcaller and the other Shamans. That ain't a sight I'm like to forget.
Past that, all I can talk of is an attack like a river of bodies. Broke on the walls again and again, but never let up and never ebbed. We fought, and we bled, and I can talk of Michael Bisland bringing the troops to force the ladders off the walls.
I didn't see it, but Eirlys Greenmarch's sacrifice should never go unremembered. Or my wife, Countess Mia Riven, standing guard over the wounded as they were carried out.
But most of what I can tell of Stormwall is fucking hours of bloody fighting and bloody retreat in the rain and storm, until we set the whole city to the torch.
Written By Aurus
March 25, 2018, 10:32 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Jeffeth
The city seems to have no shortage of capable knights, many of them seemingly returned fresh to the city after the campaigns in Stormwall and Setarco. One I met, Sir Jeffeth Bayweather, managed to best Princess Reese Grayson in a match, and rumors of her skills have reached even the Oathlands.
Is that my hand I feel, itching to have a blade in it?
Truth be told, I chafed when I was directed to remain within Blancbier instead of heading with the levies.
Is that my hand I feel, itching to have a blade in it?
Truth be told, I chafed when I was directed to remain within Blancbier instead of heading with the levies.
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