Written By Fergus
Dec. 23, 2017, 3:47 a.m.(10/27/1007 AR)
Until further notice, I will be in the House of Solace.
After that, I go killing.
After that, I go killing.
Written By Calaudrin
Dec. 23, 2017, 12:57 a.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
I sincerely hope that people stop making thinly veiled threats against my life.
But somehow, I suspect this is just the beginning.
But somehow, I suspect this is just the beginning.
Written By Cara
Dec. 23, 2017, 12:57 a.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
Oh, my dear brother.
Written By Esoka
Dec. 23, 2017, 12:49 a.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
Calaudrin Estardes asked me to marry him and I told him of course I would.
I have many feelings I want to dedicate to Vellichor but I don't know how to sort them all out. All I know clearly is that I love this man, I have for a long time, and I want to carve that into my soul with vows to Limerance.
None of us know how much life we have. If there is any lesson I take from Gloria outside the battlefield, it is to live boldly and never shrink from doing something with a full heart, even if it's terrifying. Love is terrifying, but also amazing. I am thankful for the journey I've had with it, and eager for the rest of the adventure.
I have many feelings I want to dedicate to Vellichor but I don't know how to sort them all out. All I know clearly is that I love this man, I have for a long time, and I want to carve that into my soul with vows to Limerance.
None of us know how much life we have. If there is any lesson I take from Gloria outside the battlefield, it is to live boldly and never shrink from doing something with a full heart, even if it's terrifying. Love is terrifying, but also amazing. I am thankful for the journey I've had with it, and eager for the rest of the adventure.
Written By Alistair
Dec. 23, 2017, 12:11 a.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
I have known so much cold in my life. The cold of a life on the run. The cold of the gutters filled with nothing but filth and no food. The cold of distrusts. Mockery. Distain. I have never known the warmth I do now. Eternal. Unending. No fire will compare. No camp fire or bonfire. No hearth. Out of the darkness I have come and I can only see and feel the welcome of smiles. Of comforting tales and warm food. I wish everyone could feel this, but I will cherish it for my own.
Written By Vanora
Dec. 22, 2017, 11:14 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
I never knew Killian. He was very very dear to someone who is very dear to me, and thus even if only at the edges I feel the loss.
If having been well loved in life eases the movement beyond, then it seems the Paladin will be ushered well into the next stages of being.
Love is more powerful than I give it credit for, if also far more complicated than many like to acknowledge.
If having been well loved in life eases the movement beyond, then it seems the Paladin will be ushered well into the next stages of being.
Love is more powerful than I give it credit for, if also far more complicated than many like to acknowledge.
Written By Neve
Dec. 22, 2017, 9:40 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
I did not have the opportunity to know Killian. However I knew him from extension of my best friend, Lady Arianna. The Lady is a very strong, special woman and a man that had convinced her to open her heart to him was a special man indeed. I respected the man, and had been looking forward to meeting him. We see how others affect our lives and Killian had a positive effect. There are many different beliefs. I believe that we remember those we love and they live on within our hearts and minds. It is the duty of the living to grieve for the dead. And part of that grief is remembering who they were, how strong they are, their good points, their bad.
Killian was a great man. He was a loved man. I respected him, and I offer prayers to the Goddess of Death. You have a special one in your hands.
My respect to the family and loved ones.
Killian was a great man. He was a loved man. I respected him, and I offer prayers to the Goddess of Death. You have a special one in your hands.
My respect to the family and loved ones.
Written By Esoka
Dec. 22, 2017, 8:58 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
I wasn't close to Lord Killian Ashford. I stood in awe and respect of his courage and faith as the Paladin of Ideals, and fought beside him a few times in our duties under the Graysons. It is the latter part I wish to commemorate to Vellichor. For when I fought with Lord Killian, and was injured by our foe, he came to my shoulder and protected me from more hurts. That was a fight we both walked away from, Gloria be praised, and I know for me that is in part to him. That is how I shall remember him. Not only brave in facing his enemies, but as stalwart and true a companion and ally in battle as one could ask for.
Written By Joscelin
Dec. 22, 2017, 6:39 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
I sat in the Gallery today, to look at the pieces Jayus tasked me to make Himself, and blessed me in the after.
In particular, I studied the ones of Paladins gone, passed on through the Wheel.
I hope I did well in preserving the life and achievements of them, I hope people rest their eyes upon each necklace and see the details of these brave, unique, wondrous souls.
Is it blasphemous to say I uttered prayers? That my shrine can be anything of Jayus may seem so, and forgive me, Archlectors and Disciples, if I toe a line I feel but cannot see. But I said fervent wishes to them that have gone on, and prayers of guidance and protection to those still with us.
Grant me clarity, Jayus. My fingers itch to do more than just make.
In particular, I studied the ones of Paladins gone, passed on through the Wheel.
I hope I did well in preserving the life and achievements of them, I hope people rest their eyes upon each necklace and see the details of these brave, unique, wondrous souls.
Is it blasphemous to say I uttered prayers? That my shrine can be anything of Jayus may seem so, and forgive me, Archlectors and Disciples, if I toe a line I feel but cannot see. But I said fervent wishes to them that have gone on, and prayers of guidance and protection to those still with us.
Grant me clarity, Jayus. My fingers itch to do more than just make.
Written By Mae
Dec. 22, 2017, 6:20 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
EMERGENCY BULLETIN - 10/26/1007 AR (12/22/2017)
To the people of the Compact:
In the past few days, we have gotten news of many deaths. Loyal members of the Compact have fallen including a noble Dame Zhayla of Old Oak, Sword of Deepwood, and Lord Killian Ashford, Paladin of Ideals. We all mourn the loss of these men and women that have died protecting our lives and our land.
It has become apparent that these deaths are different. They happened in and near Arx. We've lost some of the Compact's finest fighters. I wish I could write to you that we need not be afraid, but I cannot. I do not want to unduly scare anyone, but these are scary times. There will be more deaths.
The people that have attacked us belong to a deranged cult, bent on bringing harm to the Compact. They are allied with the Shav'arani pirates that terrorize the Mourning Isles. They worship the Abyss and believe by sacrificing young women they will be able to defeat us. The Inquisition, the Iron Guard, the Crown, and all the Fealties are working to combat these maniacs. Their forces in Arx were slain, but it would be unwise to think they are gone for good.
All citizens of the Compact should be on the lookout for anyone - citizen, prodigal, shav, or otherwise - that is seeking out particular young women. If anyone sees or hears such things, they should contact Lord Commander Silas or Master of Questions Laric ASAP. Citizens should also be aware that security around Arx, and around the docks in particular, will be increasing in the coming days. Please be patient. Please be kind.
Mae Grayhope, Commoners' Councilor
To the people of the Compact:
In the past few days, we have gotten news of many deaths. Loyal members of the Compact have fallen including a noble Dame Zhayla of Old Oak, Sword of Deepwood, and Lord Killian Ashford, Paladin of Ideals. We all mourn the loss of these men and women that have died protecting our lives and our land.
It has become apparent that these deaths are different. They happened in and near Arx. We've lost some of the Compact's finest fighters. I wish I could write to you that we need not be afraid, but I cannot. I do not want to unduly scare anyone, but these are scary times. There will be more deaths.
The people that have attacked us belong to a deranged cult, bent on bringing harm to the Compact. They are allied with the Shav'arani pirates that terrorize the Mourning Isles. They worship the Abyss and believe by sacrificing young women they will be able to defeat us. The Inquisition, the Iron Guard, the Crown, and all the Fealties are working to combat these maniacs. Their forces in Arx were slain, but it would be unwise to think they are gone for good.
All citizens of the Compact should be on the lookout for anyone - citizen, prodigal, shav, or otherwise - that is seeking out particular young women. If anyone sees or hears such things, they should contact Lord Commander Silas or Master of Questions Laric ASAP. Citizens should also be aware that security around Arx, and around the docks in particular, will be increasing in the coming days. Please be patient. Please be kind.
Mae Grayhope, Commoners' Councilor
Written By Lucita
Dec. 22, 2017, 6:09 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
For One More Day, a song of mourning
Notation: Though 'For One More Day" is not mentioned in the song, that is what those listening to it suggested for a title.
In memory of those who died 1007 AR - Composed by Lady Lucita Igniseri
Beneath the branches of an olden tree
Sat a lonely friend on its rooty knee.
By them an upended basket had spilled.
Their sad eyes with tears were filled.
When I knelt beside them to gently ask
Will saying what's wrong be a hard task?
Their sorrowful voice was husky, broken
As word by word their reply was spoken.
"I wanted more chances to say 'goodbye.'
"They're gone now." Came a soulful sigh.
"All that remains is there in the grass
"Letters from friends, messages passed,
"An old pet's toy, a sketch of a grouch,
"Some event tokens, a gift in a pouch.
"And beside them though you can not see
"Is my broken heart 'neath this olden tree.
Notation: Though 'For One More Day" is not mentioned in the song, that is what those listening to it suggested for a title.
In memory of those who died 1007 AR - Composed by Lady Lucita Igniseri
Beneath the branches of an olden tree
Sat a lonely friend on its rooty knee.
By them an upended basket had spilled.
Their sad eyes with tears were filled.
When I knelt beside them to gently ask
Will saying what's wrong be a hard task?
Their sorrowful voice was husky, broken
As word by word their reply was spoken.
"I wanted more chances to say 'goodbye.'
"They're gone now." Came a soulful sigh.
"All that remains is there in the grass
"Letters from friends, messages passed,
"An old pet's toy, a sketch of a grouch,
"Some event tokens, a gift in a pouch.
"And beside them though you can not see
"Is my broken heart 'neath this olden tree.
Written By Ainsley
Dec. 22, 2017, 4:12 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
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Written By Lark
Dec. 22, 2017, 3:29 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
Lord Killian has perished. Few things astonish me anymore, but this was unexpected news. Let my words reflect that he was a knight most trusted, and a man who never forgot to whom he owed his fealty. Some might call his death valorous, and I won't slander it, but I wish he might've seen a more peaceful end for his service.
Written By Reese
Dec. 22, 2017, 1:51 p.m.(10/26/1007 AR)
would like to take a moment to speak of the others who died on our mission to destroy Zhayla’s murders and they were destroyed. These men and women gave their lives in the fight.
Guardsman Micah Aspen of the Iron Guard who leaves behind his wife Marie.
Guardswoman Sarah Stonewell of the Iron Guard who leaves behind her mother Rose.
Guardsman Joshua Baker of the Iron Guard who leaves behind his sons Brian and Adam.
Guardsman Clint Fireside of the Iron Guard who leaves behind is Grandpa, also named Clint Fireside.
Guardswoman Lynn White of the Iron Guard who leaves behind her husband Mark and daughter Violet.
Guardsman Jim Moore of the Iron Guard who leaves behind his beloved hound, Bruce
Guardsman Noah Anderson of the Grayson Guards assigned to Prince Luca, leaves behind his girlfriend Megan.
Sailor Martin Green of the Grayson Military leaves behind his wife Joy and daughters Emma, Roxie and Primrose
Sailor Amber Wright of the Grayson military leaves behind her twin sister Ember.
Sailor Justin Evans of the Grayson military leaves behind his mother Annie, father Jack and brothers George and Sam,
Sailor Thomas Walker of the Grayson military leaves behind his three cats - Princess, Lady and Bella
Sailor Allen Lewis of the Grayson military leaves behind his husband Clark
Sailor Scott Hill of the Grayson military leaves behind his daughter Ellen
Sailor Caudine Sagebrush of the Grayson military leaves behind her 4 younger sisters, Charlotte, Cosette, Cassandra and Cecile
Guardsman Micah Aspen of the Iron Guard who leaves behind his wife Marie.
Guardswoman Sarah Stonewell of the Iron Guard who leaves behind her mother Rose.
Guardsman Joshua Baker of the Iron Guard who leaves behind his sons Brian and Adam.
Guardsman Clint Fireside of the Iron Guard who leaves behind is Grandpa, also named Clint Fireside.
Guardswoman Lynn White of the Iron Guard who leaves behind her husband Mark and daughter Violet.
Guardsman Jim Moore of the Iron Guard who leaves behind his beloved hound, Bruce
Guardsman Noah Anderson of the Grayson Guards assigned to Prince Luca, leaves behind his girlfriend Megan.
Sailor Martin Green of the Grayson Military leaves behind his wife Joy and daughters Emma, Roxie and Primrose
Sailor Amber Wright of the Grayson military leaves behind her twin sister Ember.
Sailor Justin Evans of the Grayson military leaves behind his mother Annie, father Jack and brothers George and Sam,
Sailor Thomas Walker of the Grayson military leaves behind his three cats - Princess, Lady and Bella
Sailor Allen Lewis of the Grayson military leaves behind his husband Clark
Sailor Scott Hill of the Grayson military leaves behind his daughter Ellen
Sailor Caudine Sagebrush of the Grayson military leaves behind her 4 younger sisters, Charlotte, Cosette, Cassandra and Cecile
Written By Tikva
Dec. 22, 2017, 1:27 p.m.(10/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
Later I will write a hero's ballad for Killian Ashford, a shining knight in paladin's armor with justice his guide, who always sought to serve.
Later I will find the words to commemorate his honor and his spirit with some shadow of what he deserves.
Later.
Today I am without the words.
Later I will find the words to commemorate his honor and his spirit with some shadow of what he deserves.
Later.
Today I am without the words.
Written By Margot
Dec. 22, 2017, 1:10 p.m.(10/25/1007 AR)
There is so much death and blood in the city and yet, there is birth and hope.
A son.
As old fashioned as it seems, I finally feel the future is more solid.
For Tyde. For the Mourning Isles. A son.
A son.
As old fashioned as it seems, I finally feel the future is more solid.
For Tyde. For the Mourning Isles. A son.
Written By Rymarr
Dec. 22, 2017, 12:52 p.m.(10/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
No matter the odds or ferocity of his adversaries, Lord Killian would face it head-on. He lived his life with bravery in his actions and ideals, so may he be readily accepted into a peaceful reprieve. Even when he himself was injured, he would not withdraw to protect himself. He would be right there at your side, ready to defend those who needed defending more than himself.
Lord Killian Ashford was, like so many others, an example of human potential and greatness. He should find a home within the Hall of Heroes.
If he's not granted a peaceful hiatus, then may he bash whomever he chooses with his shield; even one after another in an endless series of shield bashes.
Lord Killian Ashford was, like so many others, an example of human potential and greatness. He should find a home within the Hall of Heroes.
If he's not granted a peaceful hiatus, then may he bash whomever he chooses with his shield; even one after another in an endless series of shield bashes.
Written By Samael
Dec. 22, 2017, 12:48 p.m.(10/25/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Killian
I remember Killian well from when he was a boy being fostered at Pridehall. I am so very sad to have lost him, but happy to have known him. The gods saw fit to protect him once, which gave us all a chance to come to know him. I thank The Sentinel for that.
Written By Lucita
Dec. 22, 2017, 12:46 p.m.(10/25/1007 AR)
Lyrics, lyrics. I have a song or, being honest here, several songs that are just vague ideas drifting around in my thoughts. One of the pure music ones is disquieting to hear, picking up the mood of a painting of Lord Sebastian's called 'The Lady and the Spiders' or perhaps the Giant Skull that Duchess Calypso has, or the horrible tales of those strange attacks killing people lately. It is not going to be easy to play, and not easy to hear but is still music, creative. And then there are the incomplete songs with words that all seem to focus on lost loves, of grief and sorrow, or a poignant parting between family. Perhaps that is only to be expected in light of some of the current events. Those usually aren't what people want to hear though they may be satisfying to my own ear and purge my thoughts of them to move on to something more pleasant. I think will ask my cousin Lady Amarantha to help me, we used to collaborate on songs before she married out of the family.
Written By Percephon
Dec. 22, 2017, 12:45 p.m.(10/25/1007 AR)
To the memories of Dame Zhayla of Old Oak and Lord Killian Ashford, the Paladin of Ideals:
Non Omnis Moriar.
Non Omnis Moriar.
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