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Written By Ida

Aug. 21, 2020, 4:33 p.m.(11/18/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Piccola

Y'know, I have never tried to forge armor with pockets. Armor isn't something I get asked to do often, so it never even came to mind over the years, much as I do like pockets myself. I'm willing to give it a try! I might even have an idea as well.

Written By Domonico

Aug. 16, 2020, 6:25 p.m.(11/8/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Piccola

Reading the whites of Lady Piccola have been interesting to say the least.

Her analysis and theories on how war impacts the people and domains even outside of battle are of merit. Indeed it may be worth her collecting said thoughts into a compilation. I for one would want a copy of such a book.

Written By Elysio

Aug. 12, 2020, 6 p.m.(10/28/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Piccola

Piccola is my Cousin, though I had never met her till tonight. Appointed the general of the Tessere, I have come to find she is not bashful, and not timid. Both good qualities for a general, but even more impressive coming from someone as diminutive!

I'm no stranger to women sharing a bath with me, but not many just strip down to their nothings in the presence of a stranger they had never met. True, the location of said bathhouse may serve as reputation enough as not just anyone would be using it.

Written By Monique

Aug. 8, 2020, 1:09 a.m.(10/19/1013 AR)

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I do not say this lightly, but there needs to be more of you in this world. I have yet to meet someone who understands what it is not to underestimate so well. And anyone who would underestimate you is the worst kind of fool.

Written By Mihaly

Aug. 6, 2020, 1:57 p.m.(10/16/1013 AR)

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I don't like journals. I like less knowing people what I think, and I tend more often than not to care even less what others think. It's easier to do your duty than speak aloud.

But. I will say this.

Seems like you're desperately seeking answers to something.The answers you seek to the questions you ask to the empty world. I can tell you this much from over twenty years of soldiering. And twenty years in and out of various wars. Losing them. Winning them.

There isn't an answer to them.

The nature of war simply is. You exist within it, or you play the smart choice and contend outside. To develop a philosophy around to gleam some kind wisdom around it is asking how the wind blows. An exercise in determining the nature of the human mind. Some single facet to a greater whole that'll reveal itself in some grand revelation.

It's war. It just is.

Keep doing this long enough, you'll find your own answers. One that'll suit you. Don't pay no mind to the words of an old knight staring down the blade at the twilight.

Written By Niklas

July 28, 2020, 1:36 a.m.(9/25/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Piccola

As the great Giovinazzo Pravus once wrote, politics is the continuation of war by other means.

Written By Sabine

July 23, 2020, 7:09 a.m.(9/15/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Piccola

I wonder if she understands now why I summoned her back, she and her brother both. We are not a hawking family, but I do so enjoy watching someone fly when I cast them from my wrist.

Written By Gwenna

July 14, 2020, 4:59 p.m.(8/26/1013 AR)

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"The victor always gets to write history."

The poignancy of this statement really struck me.

Written By Magnus

July 4, 2020, 11:45 a.m.(8/6/1013 AR)

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War is only a necessity because humans are, at their core, base animals. We like to presume we're so elevated and higher thinking than devolving into mindsets based on greed or vengeance or simply 'that's mine and I want it'. And we give ourselves 'reasons' for justifying it. For family. For honor. For influence. That's all it really is. Justification for 'peace of mind'.

It will never go away. It will always be there. We are not nearly so enlightened as we like to think ourselves are.

Written By Shard

July 4, 2020, 12:16 a.m.(8/5/1013 AR)

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So, if someone robs someone else, and then sells what they stole, that's good business?

I suppose the line between banditry and business relies on who's doing the robbing and who's getting robbed.

Written By Lys

June 30, 2020, 12:45 p.m.(7/26/1013 AR)

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Whoops.

Written By Preston

June 21, 2020, 12:15 p.m.(7/8/1013 AR)

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I am not so certain that all warfare is deceit - I give those who wish to be my enemy the chance to choose that path, or to diverge from it. As Princess Sabella and others did for Ivan Helianthus. There was no deceit in that, I did pretend to come as anything other than the sword arm of the Faith - indeed, I do not know how to be anything other. I stake my troops, and my life alongside theirs, and I fight - for a cause that I wear as brightly as a sash across my armour. I am exactly as I appear - I would hope those that know my personal secrets would agree they change nothing about my motives, my beliefs, my cause.

As to honour, it is a simpler affair. Honour is your duty to Gloria - and the paramount concern of a knight alongside their oath. Others speak as noble knights of a hope - a prayer - to fight with honour and to bring glory on their house. For Templars it is a simpler prayer. We pray for the courage needed to act with honour, even when all is lost, and that should victory be granted, the mercy to treat our enemies with honour they may not deserve. The Faith is the Gods, glory never ending - any glory in the actions of even the mightiest of us are as candles against the midday sun.

Written By Marian

June 21, 2020, 4:55 a.m.(7/7/1013 AR)

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No victory has ever come with ease. It is hard won with the blood and bones of Faithful warriors who have placed their trust in me. I have never assumed victory before my enemy has lowered their swords in defeat. Such hubris would be a detriment on the battlefield.

Now on the matter of deception. Yes, at times, I seek to defeat not just the sword but the plans of my enemy by outmaneuvering them. The right placement of troops can sometimes save lives of my warriors, reduce the impact of the battle on the innocent. I would prefer to win without bloodshed by convincing my foe to bend through diplomacy. However, it's never taken for granted that my forces are superior in strategy or might.

I pray to Gloria before every battle that we may fight with honor, bringing glory to the Compact. I honor the sacrifices of those warriors who give their lives in service to the Compact. I dream of peace, when I give my sword to the next generation, and sit in taverns entertaining our future heroes on tales of my deeds so they will not make the same mistakes.

Written By Cassandra

June 20, 2020, 12:22 p.m.(7/6/1013 AR)

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Whoever told you that a good general has already won a battle before it begins has possibly never actually set foot on a battlefield. Speaking as someone who has led soldiers into battle, to assume a battle is already won is the territory of hubris, regardless of whatever confidence, skill, or experience one can have. Warfare can change, the climate of a battle can change, the morale of an entire can change. These and so many other factors can impact a battle that any plans beforehand may not be able to anticipate. Even the well built and laid out plans. No plan is foolproof, there is always an element of risk that entire affair can and will fall apart at the seams.

A good general will have contingencies for most of these, and while perhaps not always anticipate them, is at least acutely aware of them. They understand the flow of war better than most, but no one is perfect, and not all will expect every single change that possible. But to assume victory before the battle begins? That would seem, in my eyes, a general who does not deserve the rank of which they have been afforded. Speaking plainly, that would veer from confidence into outright arrogance. And arrogance, just as well doubt, can spell doom for any army that steps onto the field. Victory is never a sure thing, even after the battle is over. I have seen good, capable, and confident generals have to recall a retreat because their plan, solid in its foundation, preparation, and execution, dissolved in the eleventh hour due to, well, unforseen circumstances.

As for honor, well, that is an entirely different topic, regardless of how it plays into war. And this entry would be a great deal longer were I to expand upon that. Should you ever wish to discuss this, my office is open.

Written By Valencia

June 7, 2020, 7:37 p.m.(6/8/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Piccola

I had the great pleasure of meeting the lovely Lady Piccola at my last Sip n'Spar and have since exchanged missives with her. She has some excellent ideas for helping to raise more funds to help others. I approve, appreciate and adore this so very much.

It is often hard for me to get to know every as much as I wish to, especially when I am hosting an event as raucous and busy as one of our tournaments. But for some reason the lady stood out from the crowd.

Perhaps it was her pensive pacing that caught eye and caused me to worry for her, but at the end of it all, she seemed to find her own graceful footing. I can understand feeling nervous though. But what I liked is that she didn't let it stop her.

She seems a bright and kind soul with a clever mind and a charitable heart. From our few encounters thus fair, I think I like her very much. I hope we become good friends.

~~~~~~<~<@

Written By Sabine

May 31, 2020, 6:07 p.m.(5/22/1013 AR)

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My cousin will soon learn that I have not yet been proven wrong in my assessment of others. However strange it must seem to her to be here, to be immersed in this tangle of threads, I expect she will quickly adapt and thrive. I don't choose carelessly and she has already begun to prove me correct.

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