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Written By Orland

June 28, 2022, 4:55 p.m.(11/28/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Savio

I contribute my very life and existence to this man, again. If he wasn't at the helm directing ships where to go, surely ours would've been engulfed in flames while I lied there unconscious...

So when I laugh at the things he does, namely, burning his hair ... it isn't with malicious intent... rather the opposite.

Because of how much I love him, how much I cherish our time together, I'm aware that I can still laugh...

...after so much death.

He is my life, my love, my laughter, and he makes every day worth living.

Written By Savio

June 28, 2022, 4:44 p.m.(11/28/1017 AR)

If you accidentally burn off your hair and your husband promises he will not laugh at you:

He is lying

He will laugh at you.

Written By Thea

June 28, 2022, 8:52 a.m.(11/28/1017 AR)

My husband through together a "birthday party" for me the other night. It's been a moment since I've had one. Or had a large gathering of any kind. It was nice to stop thinking just once. For a few hours. So thank you everyone for allowing me to do that. And thank you Drake for providing that.

Written By Tesha

June 27, 2022, 4:03 p.m.(11/26/1017 AR)

I am still catching up on all of the things that I missed after I was knocked out on the Mercies ship. I wonder if my diplomacy didn't work as well on those that were seeing red already. Maybe they were just set in their ways. All I know is that I still smell the burning of bodies and the smoke doesn't want to leave me no matter how many times I duck my head in water.

Written By Tesha

June 26, 2022, 10:21 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

I'm awake again. I always feel like the last one out of the infirmary after battles.

Written By Cassiopeia

June 26, 2022, 9:49 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

Winter is looming and preparations must be made.

Written By Raven

June 26, 2022, 9:47 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

With many fires being stoked the trick is knowing how to prioritize. I have taken for granted the wisdom of a few others I now lack and it aches-perhaps it is time I grow up and learn to hone my insight myself

Written By Desiree

June 26, 2022, 9:46 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Oswyn

I am ever so grateful for Archlechtor Oswyn. When my mind becomes overwhelmed, he can make sense of the mess. I am fortunate to consider him a mentor. I am not certain is knows this yet. Perhaps I will tell him the next time we sit down for a game of stones.

Written By Desiree

June 26, 2022, 9:43 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

It felt as though I were holding my breath for days when I finally received word from my loved ones they had survived the battle and were recovering. It is only the beginning and there will be more moments where I find myself holding my breath. But I know there are still many more moments to be had where I am left breathless rather than overcome with worry. It is to those days where I lay my focus and attention.

Written By Mailys

June 26, 2022, 9:36 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

It has been a fantastic series of nights, listening to him discuss where all the silver is coming and going.

Written By Richard

June 26, 2022, 8:34 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

My first time in shipboard battle was rather eye opening.

War is never neat, nor fair. Yet to see mercenaries attack what was obviously a ship of white-robed Mercies of Lagoma was an affront to Lagoma and Gloria. While reparations were made, it still remains troubling to think that such would even occur.

Written By Savio

June 26, 2022, 7:15 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

The smell lingers. In my clothes, the smoke; in my nightmares, the lost.

Written By Raymesin

June 26, 2022, 6:59 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

To hear of a ship of Mercies and Knights of Solace attacked is to be startled, Scholar. To hear of it done by forces from within the Compact is to be shocked. And yet this is not the first shock of this war, nor will it be the last.

So many souls have already gone to the Queen of Endings; that there will be many more I do not doubt. And though they fall as the grain of wheat from the sack, She sees each one for its own self, all of us individuals as well as the mass of humanity. And elfity, and dragonity, and whatever-else-is-out-there-ity.

Written By Raymesin

June 26, 2022, 6:54 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

So many tales of adventure and derring-do, Scholar, so many stories of battle. And yet, those that are fought are still part of the Compact, and kin to the rest of us.

Anyone would think we didn't have enough enemies outside the Compact.

Written By Thea

June 26, 2022, 6:37 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

There can never be too much preparation, not really. And I swear there's been so much of it as of late.

Written By Rosalind

June 26, 2022, 6:18 p.m.(11/25/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Poppy

I'm going to run out of room soon!

Written By Rosalind

June 26, 2022, 5:51 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Branwen

Sometimes you don't know how much you missed someone until they're right there in front you your face. And man, did I miss you!

Written By Raven

June 26, 2022, 4:44 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)

The advice: be yourself. Be true to your nature but ensure that you are in control. No way that can go awry, right? Right.

Written By Harlex

June 26, 2022, 1:29 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)

In the end, it's the weight of coffers that determine the value of your life.

There is nothing in this world beyond the reach of coin.

For a long time I have tried to find more than this, but it isn't so. Slavery, faith, a pauper's pit and a king's tomb. Coin is the thing.

Everyone I've ever killed was either for coin put in my hand or theirs.

In the end, you're a number. A line in a ledger. Hundreds memorialized in a dash of ink, while civility is restored with donation.

Their dramas and sanctimonious ideals will be what they send you to die for, that ain't likely to change.

So take them for all their worth, soldier.

Written By Romulius

June 26, 2022, 1:12 p.m.(11/24/1017 AR)

War is the realm of violent men. There is no shortage of individuals in our world willing to die for their ideals; a willingness to die, however, is far from any sort of guarantee of victory. Such a thing can only come from possessing the conviction to direct focused, unyielding aggression upon those who possess similar convictions in similar measures.

No man of any sense has ever relished in the act of killing; no man of any worth has ever shied from it, when necessary.

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