Written By Fairen
Jan. 7, 2018, 4:43 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aislin
My heart weeps.
The Gods wish for me to share publicly the memories of my life, and yours is one that I feel is a significant enough one to bear weight to express to the world.
I have spent many years of my life learning, and growing. Delving into the mysteries of the world, of Arx and of our past. I learn and preserve the knowledge I gain to the best of my ability. So much so that I have the confidence in my wisdoms to dare say I know a great deal. At the very least, I always know how to learn more. Until you. We looked everywhere in that cabin, on that ship, and anywhere else we knew to look. I preformed a great deal of experiments, utilizing my knowledge of the occult and the darker things in this world to explore and study every inch of that boat.
Nothing. With everything I have done, I have nothing to show for it. With everything I know, I know nothing of the mystery of your disappearance. My heart weeps. The promise I have made to House Ashford is one I find I am unable to keep. The failure is mine, and for this moment alone, my resolve is broken.
This, I share with the Gods. To House Ashford, I am sorry. Deeply.
The Gods wish for me to share publicly the memories of my life, and yours is one that I feel is a significant enough one to bear weight to express to the world.
I have spent many years of my life learning, and growing. Delving into the mysteries of the world, of Arx and of our past. I learn and preserve the knowledge I gain to the best of my ability. So much so that I have the confidence in my wisdoms to dare say I know a great deal. At the very least, I always know how to learn more. Until you. We looked everywhere in that cabin, on that ship, and anywhere else we knew to look. I preformed a great deal of experiments, utilizing my knowledge of the occult and the darker things in this world to explore and study every inch of that boat.
Nothing. With everything I have done, I have nothing to show for it. With everything I know, I know nothing of the mystery of your disappearance. My heart weeps. The promise I have made to House Ashford is one I find I am unable to keep. The failure is mine, and for this moment alone, my resolve is broken.
This, I share with the Gods. To House Ashford, I am sorry. Deeply.
Written By Joscelin
Jan. 7, 2018, 4:23 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
I'm not ashamed to admit that I like the current Aureth way more than I ever did younger twenty-something Aureth.
Also if you're that old, that means I'm old.
Also if you're that old, that means I'm old.
Written By Monique
Jan. 7, 2018, 4:16 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aislin
Lady Aislin will come back riding a gryphon, triumphant, and with incredible stories. You just see if she doesn't.
Written By Lou
Jan. 7, 2018, 4:16 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
I sent this message around to those who were directly involved and asked to help with Aislin, but I also wanted to make certain to let others know who might have been teetering on the edge of helping or not. I did not want to leave anyone in a lurch:
It is with the deepest regret that I send this message to inform you that the investigative team involved in searching Aislin's cabin and the ship was not able to find any additional clues as to what happened to her. The place was tidy and neat, as though she'd never been there at all. There was no sign of foul play. There were no other leads that we could find. The room held the total absence of anything that would remind anyone of Aislin, and a complete mystery as to what happened to her. The members of the investigative team included myself, Duchess Nicia, Duke Cristoph, Mason, High Inquisitor Alistair, Lady Delilah, Princess Alis, Marquis Fairen, and Prince Victus - and included a number of people with various investigative skills to make sure we did not leave any stone unturned. I want to thank all you who supported the Society of Explorers in the last week and some change. If you have need of anything from the Society, you need only ask. You all have my deepest thanks for your show of support for my dear, dear friend, and I'm certain her family will take heart to know that she was so well loved.
Prince Ainsley found a message from Aislin left in her treehouse, left under a stone with a feather from her bird Nyx: "We should remember fondly those who are lost, but move on; after all, there are bigger things to worry about."
I have also been informed by Duke Harlan that she has left the mantle of leadership of the Society of Explorers in my care as part of her will. I am deeply humbled and hope that I can live up to her expectations.
It is with the deepest regret that I send this message to inform you that the investigative team involved in searching Aislin's cabin and the ship was not able to find any additional clues as to what happened to her. The place was tidy and neat, as though she'd never been there at all. There was no sign of foul play. There were no other leads that we could find. The room held the total absence of anything that would remind anyone of Aislin, and a complete mystery as to what happened to her. The members of the investigative team included myself, Duchess Nicia, Duke Cristoph, Mason, High Inquisitor Alistair, Lady Delilah, Princess Alis, Marquis Fairen, and Prince Victus - and included a number of people with various investigative skills to make sure we did not leave any stone unturned. I want to thank all you who supported the Society of Explorers in the last week and some change. If you have need of anything from the Society, you need only ask. You all have my deepest thanks for your show of support for my dear, dear friend, and I'm certain her family will take heart to know that she was so well loved.
Prince Ainsley found a message from Aislin left in her treehouse, left under a stone with a feather from her bird Nyx: "We should remember fondly those who are lost, but move on; after all, there are bigger things to worry about."
I have also been informed by Duke Harlan that she has left the mantle of leadership of the Society of Explorers in my care as part of her will. I am deeply humbled and hope that I can live up to her expectations.
Written By Kael
Jan. 7, 2018, 4:15 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Skye
I am proud of you, cousin. You deserve this. The road will be a difficult one, but I will support you in whatever way that I can. It will be rebuilt in a greater image.
Written By Alis
Jan. 7, 2018, 3:49 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Corban
Herald Steve has been instructed to sing the Corban Song as part of your title recitation when you arrive at the manor.
You're welcome!
You're welcome!
Written By Leola
Jan. 7, 2018, 3:42 p.m.(12/4/1007 AR)
All of you who where at the Lodge?
Now you know how I feel. Every day of my life.
... bunnies ...
Now you know how I feel. Every day of my life.
... bunnies ...
Written By Galen
Jan. 7, 2018, 2:13 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
As I sit here at my desk, my eyes can't help but grow weary. I see the charts, books, maps and notes I have made about what is to come. I'm lost, I take some time to pray, though for what I am not entirely even sure.
My heart is troubled, though not afraid, if death comes for me, it shall at least taste my axe blade. My plans are well documented, thought out over time. My crew and some of our men and vassals drill with a group of the Kings Own, my research has led me to some interesting places, my siblings have pledged their aid, now if I can just move a few more pieces into the right places, I think my men shall contribute greatly to the coming battle.
We will no doubt lose many, though I ultimately believe Thrax and the rest of the Arvum forces shall have victory. The cost of victory is, however, never cheap, but it is a price we are willing to pay.
Tears in our wake, never at our wake.
My heart is troubled, though not afraid, if death comes for me, it shall at least taste my axe blade. My plans are well documented, thought out over time. My crew and some of our men and vassals drill with a group of the Kings Own, my research has led me to some interesting places, my siblings have pledged their aid, now if I can just move a few more pieces into the right places, I think my men shall contribute greatly to the coming battle.
We will no doubt lose many, though I ultimately believe Thrax and the rest of the Arvum forces shall have victory. The cost of victory is, however, never cheap, but it is a price we are willing to pay.
Tears in our wake, never at our wake.
Written By Jacque
Jan. 7, 2018, 2 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
I've arrived in the city of Arx for almost a week today. It has been an eventful week, full of news, revelry and sparring. So much sparring. I've met quite a few personages I'd like to become closer to, in order to watch their exploits. I've also joined two organizations and intend on doing right by them. There's a lot to be done, still, in regards to my improvement, both in the realm of combat and in the realm of becoming a scholar. In fact, the latter is rather far away than I'd expected, still, but I'm learning. I will fulfill my dreams.
Written By Aiden
Jan. 7, 2018, 1:57 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
No words...
Come get this weird cupcake sometime, would you? Somehow I ended up with it.
Come get this weird cupcake sometime, would you? Somehow I ended up with it.
Written By Aiden
Jan. 7, 2018, 1:56 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarissa
Trust is fragile in the world we live in, so I'm glad I can still count on you cousin. Thank you for your assistance.
Written By Aiden
Jan. 7, 2018, 1:54 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
The event at the Society of Explorers went well. I managed to train many people that night. I'm tired and exhausted now, but it was worth it, to ensure the knowledge is spread around and each have the opportunity to fight on, sharping their minds along with their weapons.
I want to thank and acknowledge the following people for helping raise upward of $164,000 silver and resources for any missions put forward by the Society of Explorers to find our missing Pathfinder. While some might not think it is a wise cause, apparently those who attended, did. We will not let go so easily, not this one. The enemies be damned if they can keep her.
My thanks to Duke Harlan Asford, Lady Olivia Ashford, Princess Cara Grayson, Lady Joslyn Stonewood, Master Sparte, Princess Tikva Grayson, Lady Lucita Igniseri, Mistress Korka, Master Adriel, Baron Estaban Saik, Lady Delilah Whitehawk, Prince Jacque Valardin, and Master Caspian.
We will not lose hope, if we stand together.
I want to thank and acknowledge the following people for helping raise upward of $164,000 silver and resources for any missions put forward by the Society of Explorers to find our missing Pathfinder. While some might not think it is a wise cause, apparently those who attended, did. We will not let go so easily, not this one. The enemies be damned if they can keep her.
My thanks to Duke Harlan Asford, Lady Olivia Ashford, Princess Cara Grayson, Lady Joslyn Stonewood, Master Sparte, Princess Tikva Grayson, Lady Lucita Igniseri, Mistress Korka, Master Adriel, Baron Estaban Saik, Lady Delilah Whitehawk, Prince Jacque Valardin, and Master Caspian.
We will not lose hope, if we stand together.
Written By Aureth
Jan. 7, 2018, 1:31 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Magpie
When else am I going to have time to read?
Written By Magpie
Jan. 7, 2018, 1:28 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
Gods Aureth is old. Like, really old.
I wonder how much time he spends sitting on a crapper every day. I bet it's a lot. Old people seem to have bowels that just constantly need attention.
(Maybe someday in the future someone will be searching the archives for critical information to fight some future menace to their livelihood. I hope they dig up this note about my dear cousin and his bathroom habits.)
I wonder how much time he spends sitting on a crapper every day. I bet it's a lot. Old people seem to have bowels that just constantly need attention.
(Maybe someday in the future someone will be searching the archives for critical information to fight some future menace to their livelihood. I hope they dig up this note about my dear cousin and his bathroom habits.)
Written By Aureth
Jan. 7, 2018, 1:27 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Magpie
Since Magpie won't read this journal because I am preachy and boring, I am free to write about him whatever I like.
So I record for posterity:
Don't let him fool you. He may act like a weaselly little shit sometimes, and he may be high and obnoxious about it a good proportion of the time, but he's a dedicated, hard-working boy, and I'm proud of him. Leaving the family in his hands was the smartest thing I ever did.
So I record for posterity:
Don't let him fool you. He may act like a weaselly little shit sometimes, and he may be high and obnoxious about it a good proportion of the time, but he's a dedicated, hard-working boy, and I'm proud of him. Leaving the family in his hands was the smartest thing I ever did.
Written By Aureth
Jan. 7, 2018, 1:08 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
It crept up on me and slipped past me, but now that the next month entirely has begun I am comfortable remembering to my White Journal that I am 39 years old and that it is less than a year until I hit 40.
You know, in my wildest imaginings as a twentysomething, I could not have seen me now. And to think I used to tell the future.
Hah.
You know, in my wildest imaginings as a twentysomething, I could not have seen me now. And to think I used to tell the future.
Hah.
Written By Edain
Jan. 7, 2018, 12:59 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Audric
I went to see the Captain-General as he recovers in the House of Solace. I brought him some sauerkraut soup to aid in his recovery.
I feel bad for whoever injured him so badly, because while I cannot say I know the Captain-General well, I can say that in my limited experience with him, that which does not kill him only makes him angry.
To his attacker, good luck. You will need it.
I feel bad for whoever injured him so badly, because while I cannot say I know the Captain-General well, I can say that in my limited experience with him, that which does not kill him only makes him angry.
To his attacker, good luck. You will need it.
Written By Magpie
Jan. 7, 2018, 12:58 p.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Ahhh.. that magical day when everyone is off at churches and shrines and I'm getting high on Haze and writing in my journal. I didn't read many because I just don't have the time and I really could care less what most of the people in this city write about. I do make a special place in my schedule for catching up on what friends and family write about -- except Aureth. His journals are all preachy and shit now. Very boring.
Fort wrote about our family motto though. Gray hopes, Black hearts. He said something about it not being a conversation starter but I totally disagree!! I mean, think about it! Gray hopes? It fits most of us perfectly. We know the world isn't cut and dry. There's no perfect 'good' side or 'evil' side. There's no right or wrong. There's just degrees of acceptance of what the population around us sees as proper or not. Hope is fuckin' gray. Like fog. Like the smoke from my haze. It fits so perfectly. Black hearts? I mean hello?! Death's archlector?? Mae's wardrobe? I'd rather have a black heart than a white heart. That would just be so lame in a motto.. "White Heart".. Sounds like a dessert or flower. Or an ad for a hunting guild.
Black heart... got some depth to it. It's deep.
Fort wrote about our family motto though. Gray hopes, Black hearts. He said something about it not being a conversation starter but I totally disagree!! I mean, think about it! Gray hopes? It fits most of us perfectly. We know the world isn't cut and dry. There's no perfect 'good' side or 'evil' side. There's no right or wrong. There's just degrees of acceptance of what the population around us sees as proper or not. Hope is fuckin' gray. Like fog. Like the smoke from my haze. It fits so perfectly. Black hearts? I mean hello?! Death's archlector?? Mae's wardrobe? I'd rather have a black heart than a white heart. That would just be so lame in a motto.. "White Heart".. Sounds like a dessert or flower. Or an ad for a hunting guild.
Black heart... got some depth to it. It's deep.
Written By Lucita
Jan. 7, 2018, 11:56 a.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Big round whitish-gray eyes, dozens of them, like poorly prepared boiled eggs or ones going bad. Skin the color of rotting marc of purple grapes. Long dagger teeth, coming closer and closer...so quick.
Again I awake, shuddering, heart pounding, but at least not weeping or crying out this time. Sleep evades me so may as well write a bit in this journal. These nightmares will fade in time like the others are starting to do, or else am getting used to them.
Makeup can only conceal but at least people are kind enough not to mention the circles under the eyes and such.
Again I awake, shuddering, heart pounding, but at least not weeping or crying out this time. Sleep evades me so may as well write a bit in this journal. These nightmares will fade in time like the others are starting to do, or else am getting used to them.
Makeup can only conceal but at least people are kind enough not to mention the circles under the eyes and such.
Written By Calypso
Jan. 7, 2018, 11:51 a.m.(12/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Anze
An heir of Southport should be born in Southport. I’ve tried to hide my current state for long enough. The journey back home will be made all the more difficult by my inability to move swiftly and lack of self control to not eat half the ships food supplies. I apologize in advance to Duke Anze for any emotional outbursts along the journey. His patience is endless.
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