Written By Killian
April 30, 2017, 9:48 p.m.(5/16/1006 AR)
Written By Killian
April 23, 2017, 9:22 p.m.(5/1/1006 AR)
Written By Killian
April 23, 2017, 9:20 p.m.(5/1/1006 AR)
Written By Killian
April 16, 2017, 6:50 p.m.(4/14/1006 AR)
It asked, "To where will you flee?" and I was filled with chagrin, for I knew It's words to be true. There is nowhere to flee in the face of nothing, for it rolls ever onward, devouring all that was into that darkness. And I fell to my knees and begged of the Faceless voice, crying out "If there is nowhere to flee, then where can I stand, where can there be safety from that which comes?" and It answered, "There is no place that is safe. Only by deed can any place be safe, and only by virtue of the righteous can a deed have worth."
And then I saw a Kind Woman, who stood beside the roadway, her cheeks wet with tears which shimmered like diamonds as they fell, for the roadways that were her home had become unsafe. I saw the bodies of those she had called to her upon the ground before her, broken and mangled by the horrors hiding in the Darkness. And I asked her, "Great Lady, you have comforted me so many times. Is there nothing I can do to aid you? Is there no comfort you may be granted in kind?" And She looked upon me and her gaze was as gentle and kind as it had always been when cast upon a foolish traveler. She spoke and said, "No, but travel on a ways and you will find the last of the places I have been. You will find there those who still value kindness and mercy, and who are willing to raise their hands to defend it. Count yourself amongst them, and remember to bear to others the goodness that has been shown unto you.." And I looked beyond Her outstretched hand, and beheld a city like no other. It's walls soared hundreds of feet above the cliffs upon which it stood, and the waves of the ocean of darkness crashed against those walls like the waves of the ocean beneath against the cliffs.
And so I traveled into the city, and I saw there the sorrow and pain of broken faiths and oaths, and the bitter bickering that had befallen those who had let their petty differences erode agreement and amongst them walked a Woman of unsurpassed Virtue, her robes of white gathering no dirt as she stepped between the petty squabbles and broken promises. And as she walked, observing each in turn, I heard a great trembling and cracking and I looked back and beheld the walls, as each argument tore at the bricks and shattered the mortar, breaking the great fortress down bit by bit. And I called to her and begged, "Great Lady, please, stop this. Can you not see that it destroys the only protection we have?" And She looked sadly back upon me, and the anguish of what She saw was writ large upon her face as She responded. "I but see and understand, that which they have done unto one another. It was my blessing which tied them together, and they have ignored it and cast it aside, and even in my presence they are unfaithful one unto another, though I remind them of their oaths and pledges. And so, they shatter the walls, and invite the darkness within."
And I looked back, and the walls, the last bastion against the darkness, were so weakened by the petty quarrels within that they crumbled at last away, and the darkness swept into that great city which was the last hope against it. And so consumed in their petty differences were the people, that they noticed not even as they were swallowed by oblivion..
I awoke in a sweat, with a scream of terror upon my lips but never quite uttered..
Written By Killian
April 14, 2017, 7:01 p.m.(4/10/1006 AR)
It makes me wonder..what sort of thing could do such damage. And what sort of thing might we find that would do such damage to the Bringers of Silence..it is said by some few that Elfblight Orchids are damaging to the sylv'alfar..is there another substance we could concoct to harm the Bringers? A perfume infused with the essence of the orchids for example, if it harms them too, or perhaps infused with some ground extract of alaricite...
I wonder if we have any alchemists interested in insane experiments.
Written By Killian
April 9, 2017, 8:52 p.m.(3/28/1006 AR)
Is this curse upon my house the result of my fathers sin, or farther back yet? I can only be thankful that my cousins at least are good, righteous people who believe in and serve the pantheon faithfully.
Written By Killian
April 9, 2017, 8:46 p.m.(3/28/1006 AR)
Written By Killian
April 2, 2017, 9:51 p.m.(3/14/1006 AR)
Written By Killian
April 2, 2017, 9:15 p.m.(3/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
I think I'll be spending more time in the training center..alas.
Written By Killian
April 2, 2017, 8:41 p.m.(3/14/1006 AR)
The halls are empty and silent, the tables seldom set, and I find myself feeling each day more a ghost amongst the abandoned ruins than ever I have felt before.
Written By Killian
March 26, 2017, 11:29 p.m.(3/1/1006 AR)
All about us though, we can see the evidence that the gods are with us, and granting us their aid and strength...when a defender comes afire with holy passion, when the dead rise up to attack those who laid them low. It is impossible to deny that the power of the gods is at work in the city of Arx, and it works against the enemy beyond the gates.
Written By Killian
March 19, 2017, 11:53 p.m.(2/15/1006 AR)
I am not sure what will happen with these children, they are orphans of war certainly. I have suggested that perhaps the camps that Grayson has established would be the best place, and shall call attention unto them to the noble souls who have established the camps..
Written By Killian
March 19, 2017, 11:01 p.m.(2/15/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
Written By Killian
March 19, 2017, 10:58 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)
I pray that I will not be the disappointment that I have always been, yet again. That I will be equal to the task before me, and even should I fall, leave my family and loved ones safer than when the task began.
Written By Killian
March 12, 2017, 9:38 p.m.(1/28/1006 AR)
We will fight against it though...I'm confident. Not in the weapons we have forged or the plans we have laid. Not in the strength of either our numbers or our walls. No, what I am confident in is the spirit of the people of Arx, that we will not simply lay down and accept the end that comes upon us, but will fight and rail against it with all our might and spirit and everything that we are.
Written By Killian
March 6, 2017, 11:24 p.m.(1/17/1006 AR)
I remembered my childhood, a thing I had not thought on in a long time. In the days before Avery left us, and when Addison was still the older brother I looked up to, even if he was even as a child somewhat..stiff. I remembered a summer spent with Harlan and Aislin and Olivia, playing games near the stream at the hunting camp. The day I arrived at Bisland, a bittersweet moment of desperate lostness and yet at the same time the warmth and welcome which Duke Gabriel and Lady Iona gave to me..and so many others there, each alone in their own way and yet finding friendship and family with one another.
I remember the night I returned to Arx, after years away from Ashford and Arx both, and the look of surprise on my cousins face. The night I met Cara, who would become one of my dearest friends. I remember those we have lost..Pietro and Vincere. Leo, who stood against an army of traitors with but a dozen men and faced them down, saving not just my life but Dawn and Vincere and Cara as well. Dawn's smile when she welcomed me home, the architect of my rebirth and reunion with my family. The moments stand out so vividly, the excited look upon Aislin's face when she discovered something that had once been lost unto us, renewing the story of our people piece by piece as she searched out the mysteries in ancient tomes.
Most vividly, I remember the first time I saw the face of the one I love, and in that memory all the worry and sorrow, and the darkness which threatens to envelop us in eternal night, fade away. It is a moment like the first sight of the sun cresting the horizon after a long and terrifying night, when the rays of that new dawning light break over the distance and spill radiant glory across the land, driving back every shadow, the warmth of that first light driving the chill away and filling me with hope. If all else fails me, and all else is darkness, in that moment I know that I have lived a life more full and whole than a man such as I could ever have hoped to have.
Written By Killian
March 5, 2017, 9:50 p.m.(1/14/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Cara
As an aside, I hope that Addison is enjoying the maggots, it's what he deserves for the harm he did to her.
Written By Killian
Feb. 27, 2017, 3:20 p.m.(1/2/1006 AR)
Written By Killian
Feb. 26, 2017, 10:47 p.m.(1/1/1006 AR)
I don't know the path I should take. I don't know what it is the gods would have of me or what it is that I should do. Each thread that i pull just leaves me with more questions than I had before, each path I follow leads to less understanding rather than more.
I need to find someone who can explain, who understands. But there is no one. And I fear that, there is no way I can find either the strength or knowledge necessary before the time is upon us..
Written By Killian
Feb. 26, 2017, 10:44 p.m.(1/1/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Cara
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