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Written By Belladonna

Oct. 15, 2017, 1:31 p.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

I enjoyed myself quite thoroughly at the Spring Soiree hosted by Telmar and Greenmarch. Both the wine and the company were excellent, and I enjoyed watching the games that were played. It was highly entertaining, though I believe I may have had too much wine. It seemed to be a problem shared by many; the Granato we were served was excellent. I do believe I may have to speak with them regarding it.

Written By Belladonna

Oct. 15, 2017, 1:20 p.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

When someone asks 'may I...?', they ought be prepared for 'no'. If you are going to do it anyway, if 'no' is not acceptable, perhaps do not bother asking.

Written By Mae

Oct. 15, 2017, 12:59 p.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Alaric

A message to scholars and to his Kingshipness:

I assure the things that terrify me are without limit. Having the Royal Attention upon me is one of the things that I find very alarming. Failing to inspire a work worthy of such an artist's brush is one of the things that I find very alarming.

I'm a rubbish guest and a worse muse. And hopefully this journal is read, and I can lower the Royal Expectations appropriately, so as to be slightly less disappointing.

<3 Mae Grayhope

Written By Sparte

Oct. 15, 2017, 12:35 p.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

I've been using leathers instead of the standard issue steel for a few months now. I don't miss feeling like I was going to have heat stroke at midday, or the weight of it. On the other hand, I don't really feel protected as I was. Going back is unwelcoming, but I certainly felt my scrapes and bruises a lot less. I wonder if Valardin worry about things like this?

Written By Cadern

Oct. 15, 2017, 12:07 p.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

Arx. It's even better than I thought it would be. Anything I can think of is for sale somewhere in walking distance. I still need to buy some new clothes but I can't decide on a style or color. I just know they're going to be silk and soft leathers now that I don't need to worry about snagging them on branches or thorns. And bright.

Written By Sameera

Oct. 15, 2017, 11:08 a.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

I have figured out what I wish to craft for jewels. Been a while since I wanted to make anything.

Written By Edward

Oct. 15, 2017, 10:14 a.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

It seems to be an undeniable and fundamental quality of man, that when faced with extinction, every alternative becomes preferable - justifiable, even at the cost of one's humanity. In those times, whether in the name of the divine or the demonic, it makes monsters of us in the end.

Written By Quenia

Oct. 15, 2017, 9:20 a.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

I met with Mistress Mirari this morning to talk about wines, which possibly wasn't the most well thought plan I cooked up. But, I'm still new to this being a Marquessa thing, and while she did not walk away buying some of our wines, she did walk away with some of our other commodities: olives. She is now selling our herbed olive oils in her family's shop. I hope that she does well with them, and that perhaps others will want our olive products as much as they've contacted us for our wine products.

Vincere, Pietro - wherever you might exist now - I am trying to do my best, I promise. I miss you both so terribly, terribly much. One day, I might even forgive you for dying and leaving me alone to deal with running a house.

Written By Agnarr

Oct. 15, 2017, 8:17 a.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

Don't take particular enjoyment in killing, but a job's a job. Either you learn to sleep soundly, or you don't.

Written By Audric

Oct. 15, 2017, 7:46 a.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

Further, I wonder about these Petrichor folks who get all pissy about eating animals. Ever held a siege? We plunder the land for miles about - everything dies, to feed the army. I'd kill every single woodland creature, crush its skull under my boot, for a tenth of every soldier of mine that dies. We serve Petrichor, who gave us dominion. That includes setting up situations where they are easily killed. And, I'll admit, the kill is terribly delicious.

Written By Audric

Oct. 15, 2017, 7:43 a.m.(5/26/1007 AR)

I have never understood those who claim to hate war and combat and stick to soldiery. I LOVE war. I love the screams of a city burning. They lull me to sleep. I will admit, however, it isn't for everyone, much like not everyone is suited for the meat work of a farm. There's the copper tang of blood to everything, but...

There's plenty of other work. Don't kill, if you don't enjoy the killing. Don't' farm, if you don't enjoy the butchery. I am a man who's heard a terrible man screams of burning cities.

It's a really good lullabye.

Written By Reese

Oct. 15, 2017, 5:35 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

I think I got a little too loud at the Spring Soiree. I also came with damp hair. The battle of the sexes as fun even though I got taken out in the first round. Dame Leona has quite the arm! It was a great event. Lady Monique and Lord Corban did well. I love the pink blanket they gave me from such.

Written By Clover

Oct. 15, 2017, 5:28 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Mae

*A sketch of a dark haired woman wearing a black cloak that seems to shimmer. The paint treated with a dusting of silver to create it. The cloak is held close so that barely anything underneath can be seen, but there's a hint of a pant leg that's got a shimmering rainbow of color visible through a slit in the cloak.*

Written By Alaric

Oct. 15, 2017, 2:44 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Mae

I hope the terrified look was more of the "I find the King of the Compact paying attention to me very alarming" variety and less of the "I find the King of the Compact using me as a muse for his artistic endeavors very alarming" variety.

Everything will be fine! You have my assurances.

Written By Alexis

Oct. 15, 2017, 2:41 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

I visited the Lodge of Petrichor today, to witness what my labours for Paladin Leola would be for - gifts to those attending and a prize. I was pleased to help, of course. And now I've had the pleasure of hunting with them. Boar spears aren't really that different from glaives - at least not the way I use them.

I was pleased to lose to Dame Esoka - if I must lose, then she is a woman I enjoy yielding to. And the cause of our hunt was good, with practical asides. I am grateful that many mouths will be fed over the coming days.

For my first official hunt for the lodge, placing in the semi-finals isn't too bad.

Written By Monique

Oct. 15, 2017, 2:36 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

It was a magical, beautiful night. I am filled with awe and gratitude and the joy of new beginnings.

Thank you. All of you.

If you didn't get the token favors or the wine from the Soiree, send me a messenger and I'll gladly share this blessing.

Written By Reiker

Oct. 15, 2017, 2:01 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

My time since returning to Arx has not been what I expected. My little, careless sister is a beautiful woman. I thought I'd get rusty, or soft, but I find the time each day to duel and keep ready. I've already had to work in our politics to help fix a delicate situation. I thought I'd be bored out of my mind, it's why I waited ten years, why I spent time at war trying to get the excitement out of life, but I think I can have it here.

Our family is small yet in the city, we're lacking the people we need. The Marquessa is who knows where, and I've yet to see one of our voices. Our sword is going off to try and marry a noble from another march. Excitement is not what is lacking, there's plenty of that. What's lacking is an iron grip, we need to get our household under control. I can't do that if I can't speak with the Marquessa though. Today I feel as though I am lost, our family is lost, and I don't know where to find direction. That grip needs to come soon, we can't carry on this way.

-Lørd Ręìķęř Wýŕmğųąŕđ.

Written By Samael

Oct. 15, 2017, 2 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Shard

We are all biased by our own experiences. I've studied the law my whole life, so I tend to see things through that prism. If you see things differently, I would like to discuss that with you, whether you're a scholar or not.

Written By Alexis

Oct. 15, 2017, 1:59 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Joslyn

It's an interesting thing, to be on both sides of the divide - the soldier who went out to battle and got hurt, and the one waiting for her loved one to awaken after such a severe blow.

I respect Joslyn for her skill and her dedication, of course. I would never ask her to stay behind when her blades might turn the tide.

But gods, if it isn't anguish more exquisite than any wound I have suffered personally, to watch her laid out and unconscious.

She has recovered. She is well.

For this I thank Lagoma and Gild and the Queen of Endings.

Written By Clover

Oct. 15, 2017, 1:47 a.m.(5/25/1007 AR)

*A sketch of a puzzle; but the pieces don't quite fit together. Some edges are rounded where they should be sharp, others are sharp where they should be rounded. Others are square where they should be triangular. All of the pieces look like they *should* go together but they don't *quite* fit right. Little pieces off here and there so that the picture that should be there is disjointed and hard to see. Underneath are the word.*

I thought I understood. I thought we were a puzzle, that we could just fit back together.

But we're not a puzzle.

We're broken glass.

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