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Written By Driskell

Oct. 18, 2017, 3:26 p.m.(6/4/1007 AR)

Come, my friends, gather and listen to a short message on honor and duels. Give a moment of your time to the gods and be blessed.

    Gloria, praise be to her name and those that lift their sights towards her radiance for honor and chivalry are the golden aspirations for all peoples of any civilization. It is honorable and just for our betters to address slights among themselves quickly when there is issue rather than allow such matters...even if so small initially, to fester and infect their hearts like a disease of darkness which overtakes them later on. As we've seen here today, the matter is immediately resolved and where there was once discord there now is unity for two to move on so they may continue the fight against the Abyss. We've all heard the phrase 'Call for champions and be done with it!', but we should remind ourselves why this happens.

    Gloria is the goddess for honor and chivalry, and duels between nobility...while perhaps commonplace and often are exceptionally action-packed with brilliant displays of martial prowess rarely seen outside of battles, are always to keep safe the honor of their houses and all those who swear fealty to their lords of which those noble represent. By testing honor regularly through combat on disagreements no matter how slight, we are able to learn and therefore become better people. They fight on our behalf, to protect the collective honor each of you have sworn fealty to. But we must temper this test of fire through the teachings of the Thirteenth so that we might not burn an entire noble house down via a spark of anger between two or more persons on an issue. This, my friends, is what I speak about today.

    When our nobility control their passions and seek out champions to stand in their stead, it shows that our highborn are able to master themselves and not become controlled by reactions and emotions which can often seek to ruin us, that they understand how important each of their decisions and actions are as every footstep they take is one for thousands. They teach us through example which we all should strive to follow. Each of us have honor, we all know the Sentinel watches even when we might think no one may notice when we're tempted to do wrong and He will remember our deeds even if no one else does.

    The Champions are not just an organization of opportunistic thrill seekers or mercenaries jumping to silver, they are an exceptionally important part of ensuring honor is maintained without the opportunity for further bloodshed to happen. We live in a critical time with the Abyss just on the doorstep to Arx, probing everyone and every place for weaknesses to exploit for their ultimate desire to twist all things into a nightmare. Pray that we all learn to temper and master our passions through the Thirteenth and understand that wisdom separates itself from knowledge when we know when to act....and when not to. Thank our nobility for showing us the ways of Gloria and ensuring that we strive to act honorably to all people and in all deeds. May they seek out satisfaction in duels, seek to quell the matter as quickly as possible, but seek to use Champions to mitigate the possibility of further bloodshed. Nobility comes at a high cost, friends, and it isn't how we may perceive as days in luxury, their lives are not their own, their lives are for their fealty and all peoples their sigil represents.

    This is the natural order of things, as each of us have a place in the world and we should with all vigor pursue to be the best in what we are. Let us follow their examples in our day-to-day lives by addressing matters immediately and honorably, and seek out assistance where possible so that we might not ruin a fellow believer of the Faith, for we all fight against the Abyss and our prayers are united against evil. May Gloria bless those who have fought today, and may we all reflect on the Thirteenth to master our emotions so they do not master us.

Written By Thena

Oct. 18, 2017, 2:06 p.m.(6/4/1007 AR)

I saw him, finally. In the flesh, instead of just in my nightmares.

He was beautiful.

I don't think he saw me.

Written By Shard

Oct. 18, 2017, 1:50 p.m.(6/4/1007 AR)

I'm not dead.

Written By Edward

Oct. 18, 2017, 11:52 a.m.(6/4/1007 AR)

Protecting the Duchess General's supply line was far easier than I imagined. Although I did not think that those she was going to fight were going to be smart enough to attack the lifeline of a military. So I return to Arx with far less stories and thankfully no new scars. This time.

Written By Eirene

Oct. 18, 2017, 10:01 a.m.(6/4/1007 AR)

Written on the journey north:

Fuck it's cold. Southern blood was never made to live anywhere more north than Arx and even then it's cold. I'm the kind of person who likes to sit in the sun and soak it up. The sun, she does nothing here...

I have a decent number of volunteers working with us on the medical line. All ladies. Not that it's bad. I just hope're not squeamish when the blood starts to flow.

Written By Valery

Oct. 18, 2017, 5:11 a.m.(6/3/1007 AR)

I'm still scared for the trip to the north.
And now I'm even more worried for those that are still going...

Written By Merek

Oct. 18, 2017, 2:25 a.m.(6/3/1007 AR)

It is cold up here, not that I mind it as much as some. The winter weather makes me feel relaxed. And sailing on a ship will be nice.

Written By Daemon

Oct. 18, 2017, 2:05 a.m.(6/3/1007 AR)

I thought I'd be ready to see it for what it really was. But I guess you can never truly be ready to look at evil, pure evil.

It is terrifying.

Written By Merek

Oct. 18, 2017, 1:57 a.m.(6/3/1007 AR)

I don't know what to tell about the battle. I feel that I did what I was meant to do for it, and I was able to assist in learning of the forces and their number before they arrived. But no one could be prepared for what we would be against on the battlefield. People fell on both sides, but by brave actions of a few we were able to retreat safely. Their surviving is a miracle, and so is the fact so many of those that lead others are as well. I count my friends and realize all of them are alive as best I can tell. For the first time, regardless the power of the enemy, I feel like we came out the victors all the same.

Written By Corban

Oct. 17, 2017, 6:53 p.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

Dear Captain Reedy,

I hope this note finds you and your family well. I was glad to hear in your last letter that you had married and had welcomed a son to the world. I think back to our campaigns together, I, young infantry officer, and you, a new military aide, attempting to keep up with our commander's various missives. I was glad to claim you as my own aide, and to benefit from your facility that I lacked with logistics and papers.

I have need for you once more. As you may have heard, the Duke has made me a Voice of the House, and so I am now up to my neck in papers once more, to say nothing of doing research and looking into matters that I would have never thought imaginable when I was in the Telmarch. And so I am directing you, as your Voice, to pack your things and come to Arx and help me keep on top of it all.

Your first assignment: Draft your transfer orders and requisition the necessary funds and resources for the move. Gild grant safe travel to you and yours until you arrive at the Tower.

Yours in service to the Telmarch,

Lord Corban Telmar
Voice of Telmar
"Fear no enemy."

Written By Monique

Oct. 17, 2017, 6:06 p.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aureth

I'd like to shout it from the rooftops! I sent the Faith my assistant, Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, and he came back a changed man! He has learned so much from them, and for that, I will be eternally grateful.
Archlector Aureth is a genius.

Written By Clover

Oct. 17, 2017, 5:55 p.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Ryhalt

*A sketch of a man with longish dark hair. He's sitting a large round table, all but towering over it. Papers are spread over the table, and he appears to be writing some letter.*

Written By Tikva

Oct. 17, 2017, 3:38 p.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aislin

No regrets!

I mean, maybe more water next time. I'm definitely glad I did not try to do any more work last night.

Written By Jack

Oct. 17, 2017, 1:58 p.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

This will mark my first journal entry written while in Arx. I have just arrived a few days ago, along with my liege lord, after a rather long trip around Arvum. The voyage was quite exciting, as we were able to make port in many fine Lycene cities along the way. The nobility there seems to live a life that I could rather enjoy - but then, would I want to live in a world where more people were like me? Where the rulers were more like me?

Almost surely not.

Upon arriving to Arx, I first presented myself to the Physicians Guild. Lady Eirene Malvici is a thing of beauty, both by appearance and temperament. At least, as far as bosses, coworkers, and physicians go. The sweet, dainty, and kind-hearted never last long. Not in this field. I also received a letter from the Mother Mercy Princess Sophie Valardin, with my induction into the guild, so I believe I've leave to call myself "doctor" within Arx. A blessing, that, as practicing without the support of the local guild is always a little difficult.

As for the rest of Arx: There are bars, and pubs, and taverns, and a lovely gambling house. The city is impossibly large, and I'm sure I'll end up lost more than occasionally. I've also noticed there is no dearth of beautiful people, men and women, glad in silk and gold. Is this normal? Is it simple fact that every beautiful woman left Westrock and came here?

Is there a god devoted to temperance? I should consult a seraph...

~ Dr. Jack Bathwater

Written By Sameera

Oct. 17, 2017, 11:31 a.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Eirene

Just goats? The constant talk of animals is irritating to me.

Written By Aislin

Oct. 17, 2017, 11:17 a.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

I have my first hangover in quite a long time. How much did I /drink/ last night?

I don't even remember anything clearly after a certain point, except for the nagging sense I might've actually sent a few messengers. Depending on what those were, today might be interesting...

Written By Quenia

Oct. 17, 2017, 10:32 a.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Belladonna

We would welcome any discourse you would like to have about our wines. Most favorably.

Written By Quenia

Oct. 17, 2017, 10:32 a.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Belladonna

We would welcome any discourse you would like to have about our wines. Most favorably.

Written By Quenia

Oct. 17, 2017, 10:29 a.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

It is done. I've managed to schedule the concert House Igniseri will be hosting on a night where there are no other events. Lucita will be working on finding entertainment. If you are an entertainer and reading this, please feel free to reach out to my cousin. Everyone else - consider yourself invited, and feel free to bring a picnic basket for yourselves. We'll be serving stuffed olives and debuting yet more of our wines.

Houses with other wares they are known for are welcome to contact House Igniseri to potentially present them at the concert.

Now, to find the things we need to provide enough seating for everyone. And, perhaps, prettify our atrium just a bit more. One's work is never done.

Written By Eirene

Oct. 17, 2017, 10:23 a.m.(6/2/1007 AR)

Speaks volumes of me when I'd much rather be facing death in a frozen icy north where spring has no meaning than read ONE MORE GOAT-FUCKING JOURNAL ABOUT GOATS.

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