Written By Calaudrin
Oct. 14, 2017, 2:48 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
You really know how to make my heart blossom.
Written By Aiden
Oct. 14, 2017, 2:35 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
There are hunts and then there is butchery and slaughter.
If someone wishes to go on a real hunt, I would be eager to show the world I can do as much.
If someone wishes to go on a real hunt, I would be eager to show the world I can do as much.
Written By Aiden
Oct. 14, 2017, 2:28 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
A hunt of a falcon between a pheasant is one thing. The pheasant has equal opportunity to escape and to avoid the falcon, if it has learned enough and is smart enough to evade. It is a one on one contest between the two birds. Seven out of ten times, the hunt for the falcon does not succeed.
It is like the hunt between a wolf pack and a group of deer. They will pick out the weak one because it is no longer favored by Petrichor. One must die, but the rest of the animals have a chance to flee
In this instance, the birds had no choice. Death behind them, death in front of them, death if they flew.
It is my personal belief that this is not how Petrichor would want a hunt or us to honor a hunt. If he wants men to hunt, then let us hunt upon the earth, stalking through the forests, not... lined up and ready to take aim at anything so panicked by the snarl of snapping jaws they throw themselves into the air...
But then, the rest of you didn't hear their panicked cries as they had no choice but to die.
It is like the hunt between a wolf pack and a group of deer. They will pick out the weak one because it is no longer favored by Petrichor. One must die, but the rest of the animals have a chance to flee
In this instance, the birds had no choice. Death behind them, death in front of them, death if they flew.
It is my personal belief that this is not how Petrichor would want a hunt or us to honor a hunt. If he wants men to hunt, then let us hunt upon the earth, stalking through the forests, not... lined up and ready to take aim at anything so panicked by the snarl of snapping jaws they throw themselves into the air...
But then, the rest of you didn't hear their panicked cries as they had no choice but to die.
Written By Thena
Oct. 14, 2017, 2:20 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
You might want to avoid events called 'hunts' in the future.
Written By Carita
Oct. 14, 2017, 12:43 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
I've been thinking lately of the social cost versus the benefit of knighting -- well. Enough of that. I can't always be clear in my entries, can I?
Someone might be reading this.
Someone might be reading this.
Written By Rymarr
Oct. 14, 2017, 12:30 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
I think your hair looks best however you choose to wear it. It's your body. Rock it.
Written By Carita
Oct. 14, 2017, 12:29 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Nerissa, my little snow pea, my spring flower of a daughter:
I have been reading the messages from Demi, and I realize that I am going to miss some of your most tender - and frustrating moments as you toddle around like a adorably tiny tyrant. She tells me that you are beginning to gain independence, and that you favorite phrase is: "No! I do it." I hope that you will work through challenges with a quiet determination. I know that this is foolish thinking, because you are every inch our daughter - you will have outbursts of temper - frequently. I hope that develops into a verve to both admire and envy, that you become a fierce advocate to somehow make the world a kinder, more just place.
Love always,
Your Mother.
I have been reading the messages from Demi, and I realize that I am going to miss some of your most tender - and frustrating moments as you toddle around like a adorably tiny tyrant. She tells me that you are beginning to gain independence, and that you favorite phrase is: "No! I do it." I hope that you will work through challenges with a quiet determination. I know that this is foolish thinking, because you are every inch our daughter - you will have outbursts of temper - frequently. I hope that develops into a verve to both admire and envy, that you become a fierce advocate to somehow make the world a kinder, more just place.
Love always,
Your Mother.
Written By Calaudrin
Oct. 14, 2017, 12:23 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Right, that dress. Sure, do you think my hair looks better up or down?
Written By Rymarr
Oct. 14, 2017, 12:12 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
Yes. Only if you wear the green dress though. You know the one.
Written By Calaudrin
Oct. 14, 2017, 12:08 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Are you trying to invite me out on a date?
Written By Jhond
Oct. 14, 2017, 11:59 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
its amazing how quickly things are changing.. talk that would have had you shackled and dragged away a year ago is now common place.
Written By Rymarr
Oct. 14, 2017, 11:30 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
Have you visited the menagerie lately? I hear the menagerie is excellent this time of year. If you haven't visited the menagerie, you should definitely visit the menagerie. The menagerie is a wonderful place where all your wildest dreams can come true. At the menagerie. Such a nice menagerie.
Menagerie.
Menagerie.
Written By Jhond
Oct. 14, 2017, 10:50 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
Nothing like the threat of another marching army of enemies to get folks interested in self preservation.
Written By Calaudrin
Oct. 14, 2017, 10:06 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
It's been awhile since someone came sweeping into the white journals to shake their finger at everyone.
Written By Aiden
Oct. 14, 2017, 9:25 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
I understand that people like to brag what they did and boast about it. Though, shouldn't you worry about those agents of our enemies reading every word that you've been writing? They know where one group of first children are at now, they know who has found weapons as plainly as any scholar who reads the journals and as any gossip can listen to the rumors. Guard your knowledge more carefully and you may hold onto it longer!
As for those with weapons, we've discovered one thing: They may end up corrupting you if you use them. I suggest you use caution if you've an ancient artifact.
I will now lament about not being there to find the griffin. That's been my life's work these last six months, trying to locate them... now I'm unsure of what to do or what my purpose is. Maybe I'll go wander into the mountains...
As for those with weapons, we've discovered one thing: They may end up corrupting you if you use them. I suggest you use caution if you've an ancient artifact.
I will now lament about not being there to find the griffin. That's been my life's work these last six months, trying to locate them... now I'm unsure of what to do or what my purpose is. Maybe I'll go wander into the mountains...
Written By Denica
Oct. 14, 2017, 9:12 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
The ship has set sail without me, I'm at shore, waiting to see if it will return. How long do I wait? The ship returns, and yet I cannot board, everything is in limbo and I'm unable to figure out what comes next. When will the boarding begin? Locked in sight of this one ship, how many have I missed? Have I missed the last boat, and now I must wait along the shore forever? I look along the shore and there are indeed more, a veritable fleet of suitable ships. I'll need to board one to reach my destination, and if a new ship accepts me as a passenger before the first, than I'm afraid that I will not continue to wait on shore for a boat that has yet to show any indication of an interest in setting sail. I'm not made for the shore, my destiny lies beyond the horizon. I need only a sturdy ship to get me there.
I'm starting to think my nautical metaphors need work. Such a disgraceful display.
I'm starting to think my nautical metaphors need work. Such a disgraceful display.
Written By Denica
Oct. 14, 2017, 8:57 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
I still love meditating before the statue of Mangata on the beach. This miracle of craftsmanship is such a beautiful blend of art and architecture. I have dabbled a bit in sculpting, perhaps I should dive into it once more.
*The rest of the entry is a series of waves and birds in a stylized rendition of an ocean shore*
*The rest of the entry is a series of waves and birds in a stylized rendition of an ocean shore*
Written By Joslyn
Oct. 14, 2017, 8:23 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)
It's the first battle I've experienced in some months, and to my memory, it all went well. Of course this all flies in the face of the fact that I woke up in a medical cot with the worst headache of my life, and I'm pretty sure my ribs are broken. I don't remember anything after a second enemy came, large and angry, I approached the whole thing like a game. It's all fun. Fighting is fun, right?
How do I really let this lesson sink in? What did I do wrong? I can't remember if I misstepped, or even how well I did (I was assured that I did a rather nasty number of blows before he took me down. Hope they fucking hurt). No fear, no realization that all was lost, that I was about to die. I don't have any of that. Just a haze of emotion and darkness, and than hours... Days later? Gods how long was it? I woke, in agony. All that I had could have been lost in an instant. An instant that I cannot recall, a moment that to me never was. That is death, and it's far easier to cross over than I realized. Next time I hear something that big approach, I'm running and getting an army.
To Lord Silas, Lord Kaldur and Lady Olivia, I cannot recall what you did for me, but I'm certain I owe you all my life. I'm forever in all your debts.
How do I really let this lesson sink in? What did I do wrong? I can't remember if I misstepped, or even how well I did (I was assured that I did a rather nasty number of blows before he took me down. Hope they fucking hurt). No fear, no realization that all was lost, that I was about to die. I don't have any of that. Just a haze of emotion and darkness, and than hours... Days later? Gods how long was it? I woke, in agony. All that I had could have been lost in an instant. An instant that I cannot recall, a moment that to me never was. That is death, and it's far easier to cross over than I realized. Next time I hear something that big approach, I'm running and getting an army.
To Lord Silas, Lord Kaldur and Lady Olivia, I cannot recall what you did for me, but I'm certain I owe you all my life. I'm forever in all your debts.
Written By Sabella
Oct. 13, 2017, 11:03 p.m.(5/23/1007 AR)
It has been some time since my last entry and upon traveling to Bastion. It was a time of reflection and introspection after the last events of my time in Arx. I wish that I could say that I have come home more the wiser but wonder if I may have been away too long. Never the less the few weeks I have been back have been filled with parties, festivals, feasts and charitable events. It reminds me of the blessings that have been bestowed upon me.
As with the turning of the season, the soft Spring breezes grow warmer each day into the bloom of Summer. There is change upon the air or perhaps within me and a sprig of new growth.
Written By Silas
Oct. 13, 2017, 9:33 p.m.(5/23/1007 AR)
I think we'll try running next time.
Hope the fucker bleeds out.
Hope the fucker bleeds out.
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