Written By Celine
Jan. 21, 2022, 6:30 p.m.(12/21/1016 AR)
Arriving back in Arx after such a long time, it seems familiar but also different. The streets seem busier and the weather is chillier. I guess I have summer to look forward to as Princess Isolde reminded me today during our chat. We spoke of some charitable work and I'm hoping to throw something together; perhaps a fundraiser of sorts. Seems I've work ahead of me reader, wish me luck.
Written By Eirene
Jan. 21, 2022, 1:07 p.m.(12/20/1016 AR)
Gave a rousing lecture on leeches and maggots and modern scientific uses of each. Did you know that leeches have over 30 brains? I cannot confirm, but I may be able to soon enough. Long story, to be told in the future...
Written By Scipio
Jan. 21, 2022, 11:46 a.m.(12/20/1016 AR)
Those who stray too far from Lagoma's purview ossify and suffocate.
Yet those who are too far removed from The Sentinel's province come apart at the seams.
There is a tendency to choose sides. To lean more towards one than the other. Improving this balance is a critical opportunity for an individual to develop their character. Because the truth is that people, communities and societies all require both. We require order to sustain that which is essential, and change to receive that which is vital.
Else we perish, either by flame or by stone.
Yet those who are too far removed from The Sentinel's province come apart at the seams.
There is a tendency to choose sides. To lean more towards one than the other. Improving this balance is a critical opportunity for an individual to develop their character. Because the truth is that people, communities and societies all require both. We require order to sustain that which is essential, and change to receive that which is vital.
Else we perish, either by flame or by stone.
Written By Mabelle
Jan. 21, 2022, 11:04 a.m.(12/20/1016 AR)
400. 400 Artists and their families have moved into the Art District.
I am speechless. Grateful. Proud.
I am speechless. Grateful. Proud.
Written By Baldessare
Jan. 21, 2022, 10:42 a.m.(12/20/1016 AR)
I learned that it is particularly critical to understand the differences in terms when discussing a challenge. First blood is not necessarily the same as first strike and does not necessarily include a qualification of how much blood is involved.
Written By Caspian
Jan. 21, 2022, 9:40 a.m.(12/20/1016 AR)
i rejoined the Society of Explorers! Lou didnt make me retake the tests, which is great... but a part of me would have liked to see how i faired now compared to then. Ah well, things to do and more ways discovered to help!
Written By Scipio
Jan. 20, 2022, 11:31 p.m.(12/19/1016 AR)
When you sigh the world goodbye, how long will it take for your story to die..?
A year?
A decade?
One generation? Three? In 60 years, will anyone remember your name? Will they remember the lessons you taught? The struggles you faced or the sacrifices you made? Will your descendents praise the service you gave?
Some are content being swallowed like a stone in a pond, leaving behind no sign of their passage. Which I have no judgment for. If you're one who doesn't care how long you live after death, then I fear you've lost time reading so far. I'd suggest finding other material.
But if you're someone who is determined to leave something of value behind to those important to you... Someone who, when faced with oblivion, would not go quietly. Who would wish their essence to echo long after they've left...
Then I want to tell your story.
Perhaps you have one important story to tell. Perhaps you have a collection. Whatever your offering, as a Scholar of Vellichor, it would be among my most sacred duties to preserve it.
Written By Ilira
Jan. 20, 2022, 8:19 p.m.(12/19/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Temira
You are the literal sweetest! I'm serious, candy is jealous. I'm overjoyed to have met you, friend, and look forward to all our future adventures in the ballroom and on the battlefield alike.
And you do look good in red.
Was that morbid?
And you do look good in red.
Was that morbid?
Written By Sabella
Jan. 20, 2022, 7:02 p.m.(12/19/1016 AR)
I've been away for far too long seeing to other matters of course. Still no word from Niklas or where he's at after we fled Bastion before everything happened. However, I'm ever hopeful he'll return. Now, I just have to keep myself busy and entertained. Now where did I put that recent play I've written up.
Written By Udell
Jan. 20, 2022, 6:36 p.m.(12/19/1016 AR)
I loved attending the lecture regarding leeches and maggots in the Saving Grace. While very informative, I learned that a leech has thirty-two brains and that Princess Keely cannot stand the thought of wriggling things.
Written By Wylla
Jan. 20, 2022, 2:49 p.m.(12/18/1016 AR)
I dreamt of Joscelin again, and not a pleasant dream. I wonder if my worry for her is all in my head, or if it's the order I worry about, by extension, the Compact. The city. So much in the world is unsettled, and not in the way of a pleasant mystery. There are images in my dreams that tease at more, but like a woman peering through frosted glass and fog, I can't see it.
Written By Wylla
Jan. 20, 2022, 2:46 p.m.(12/18/1016 AR)
There is a mushroom called 'chicken-of-the-woods'. It's delicious and uncommon enough that to find one is to celebrate.
[Little drawings of mushrooms along the edges of the page. No other writing.]
[Little drawings of mushrooms along the edges of the page. No other writing.]
Written By Orland
Jan. 20, 2022, 1:39 p.m.(12/18/1016 AR)
Thoughts of a Squire... almost two years in...
I've been with the Order of East Light for at since February of 1015 AR, when Princess Coraline Thrax allowed me to join in her care. It's now the last month of 1016 AR, and I'm reflecting on my journey thus far, knowing I'm still thriving in this knighthood, still very eager to learn and better myself. I look up to Prince Romulius and Prince Jasher quite often, when it comes to the Order of East Light, and I work to learn from them as often as I can.
That said, I cannot believe I've dedicated almost two years as a Squire to the Order of East Light, which is pretty spectacular for someone of my upbringing. Where does time go?
I wasn't raised in the arts of hand to hand combat like my peers. I didn't have the privilege to. What I was raised into was a situation of survival and fighting in a very different sense. Though I've seen the transformation that this life in a knighthood has given me; mentally, physically, and emotionally. I'm far more grounded than when I first started and I certainly don't feel as angry as I used to be. I can actually wield a sword now and I don't always get my ass kicked by the younger squires. I'm actually able to spar with the full Knights of the Order and I feel like I can hold my own. I've done a lot of growing up these last few years.
The other day when Dame Kyda issued her challenge, I wanted to prove to myself I had grown, as a Squire (a square as Savio calls me) and as a man. I have survived so much thus far and it cannot all be by luck. I am not always an open book, but in this instance, I feel it's okay to record my own success. I fought against the Dame, I accepted her challenge as the first of the day. I pushed my way to the front and spoke the words to take on her challenge and she accepted me as a challenger! She was wearing Alaricite and sported a weapon like I've never seen before, it gleamed with it's transcendent qualities. I'm pretty sure it was also Alarcite. She was very impressive! She only needed to cross blades once to read how I would fight, at least that's how I feel when she faced me. I faced her with honor and represented the Order in the way they taught me to.
In my dreams, I saw a possibility of defeating her, for an instant. The idea of winning against a challenger who stood before the Shrines issuing honor to Gloria in front of all my Peers, felt amazing for a fleeting moment. Though, perhaps it was pride before the fall. My true performance was decent. I survived longer than most of my Peers, though my husband survived twice as long as I did against the very same challenger. The match ultimately went to her, but I think in this case, for me, this challenge wasn't about winning so much as about trying and having that confidence to match blades for the Honor of Gloria. I never would've had the confidence to match blades with her, two years ago.
If I'm asked to be a knight, I may decline on reasons that I have so much more to learn, but then I understand, life is full of learning and we can never truly stop learning. Do I feel ready to be a knight? In some ways, yes. In other ways, I know I have a lot more training I could do. Would I be willing to give my oaths? Perhaps that can be my goal in this year to come.
I've been with the Order of East Light for at since February of 1015 AR, when Princess Coraline Thrax allowed me to join in her care. It's now the last month of 1016 AR, and I'm reflecting on my journey thus far, knowing I'm still thriving in this knighthood, still very eager to learn and better myself. I look up to Prince Romulius and Prince Jasher quite often, when it comes to the Order of East Light, and I work to learn from them as often as I can.
That said, I cannot believe I've dedicated almost two years as a Squire to the Order of East Light, which is pretty spectacular for someone of my upbringing. Where does time go?
I wasn't raised in the arts of hand to hand combat like my peers. I didn't have the privilege to. What I was raised into was a situation of survival and fighting in a very different sense. Though I've seen the transformation that this life in a knighthood has given me; mentally, physically, and emotionally. I'm far more grounded than when I first started and I certainly don't feel as angry as I used to be. I can actually wield a sword now and I don't always get my ass kicked by the younger squires. I'm actually able to spar with the full Knights of the Order and I feel like I can hold my own. I've done a lot of growing up these last few years.
The other day when Dame Kyda issued her challenge, I wanted to prove to myself I had grown, as a Squire (a square as Savio calls me) and as a man. I have survived so much thus far and it cannot all be by luck. I am not always an open book, but in this instance, I feel it's okay to record my own success. I fought against the Dame, I accepted her challenge as the first of the day. I pushed my way to the front and spoke the words to take on her challenge and she accepted me as a challenger! She was wearing Alaricite and sported a weapon like I've never seen before, it gleamed with it's transcendent qualities. I'm pretty sure it was also Alarcite. She was very impressive! She only needed to cross blades once to read how I would fight, at least that's how I feel when she faced me. I faced her with honor and represented the Order in the way they taught me to.
In my dreams, I saw a possibility of defeating her, for an instant. The idea of winning against a challenger who stood before the Shrines issuing honor to Gloria in front of all my Peers, felt amazing for a fleeting moment. Though, perhaps it was pride before the fall. My true performance was decent. I survived longer than most of my Peers, though my husband survived twice as long as I did against the very same challenger. The match ultimately went to her, but I think in this case, for me, this challenge wasn't about winning so much as about trying and having that confidence to match blades for the Honor of Gloria. I never would've had the confidence to match blades with her, two years ago.
If I'm asked to be a knight, I may decline on reasons that I have so much more to learn, but then I understand, life is full of learning and we can never truly stop learning. Do I feel ready to be a knight? In some ways, yes. In other ways, I know I have a lot more training I could do. Would I be willing to give my oaths? Perhaps that can be my goal in this year to come.
Written By Monique
Jan. 20, 2022, 11:51 a.m.(12/18/1016 AR)
I have been through painter after painter, seeking to learn the trick of art. And one by one, they throw up their hands in despair and say I cannot be taught. How do you see what is not already there? How do you capture the ephemeral feeling on canvas? I wonder if I will ever find a teacher up to the challenge.
Written By Ida
Jan. 20, 2022, 6:16 a.m.(12/18/1016 AR)
I may craft an actual hammer weapon. Not that I've any skill with hand-held weapons, but it is an idea I can't quite get out of my head. I even have a sketch mostly done, though I have to wonder if it might be better to work on something that someone might actually be able to use instead. I suppose I could always loan it out.
Written By Raven
Jan. 19, 2022, 11:44 p.m.(12/17/1016 AR)
Tisk, tisk, tisk. If you are goin to fool someone do make it a believable lie-or at least ensure it takes more than a cursory glance about to discover the truth. Full marks for shock value. Absolutely none for cleverness. Alas, you must wait your turn but, fear not, soon enough you will have our attention and JUST enough time to wonder if it was wise to warrant it.
Written By Zakhar
Jan. 19, 2022, 8:29 p.m.(12/17/1016 AR)
The dance of a million sparkling lights.
I dare you to attempt to beat it without seeking reimbursement for your efforts.
I dare you to attempt to beat it without seeking reimbursement for your efforts.
Written By Temira
Jan. 19, 2022, 9:39 a.m.(12/16/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Ilira
A Friend on my level<3 I can't wait to see where this friendship flourishes. She is so charming as well. I can't wait to have her refinded taste rub off on me. Instead of some abandoned shavs blood rub on me. That sounded better in my head
Written By Temira
Jan. 19, 2022, 9:36 a.m.(12/16/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Ilira
A Friend on my level<3
Written By Temira
Jan. 19, 2022, 9:31 a.m.(12/16/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Ilira
Heres to becoming the best of friends
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