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Written By Magden

March 28, 2017, 3:21 p.m.(3/4/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valdemar

You have enormous potential.

Written By Magden

March 28, 2017, 3:20 p.m.(3/4/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Dafne

I am sorry for my cousin.

She must be very alone.

Written By Dulcinea

March 28, 2017, 3:13 p.m.(3/4/1006 AR)

Dear Me,

Today, I have decided to be especially pretty.

I need to believe he lost something, too, and it's making his heart hurt so it's difficult to breathe.

Logic dictates, if I truly cared for him, I would wish him nothing but joy.

Perhaps that comes in time.

For now, I am a terrible person.

Always,

Me

Written By Merek

March 28, 2017, 2:54 p.m.(3/4/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Malena

My sister has been around, and said she is worried about me, after I had been hurt during the hunt for Bringers. However, she does understand that it is my duty, although she wants me to be up to my best before I become involved more. I've decided I will help with Scholarly investigations, and some Mercantile needs, for the time being. She has been focused on healing others as a Physician. I am happy for her, and that she is serving well the Compact and Velenosa. It's a difficult time to have family and siblings though, or any other people that are close. War does not make it easy at all.

Written By Dominique

March 28, 2017, 11:23 a.m.(3/4/1006 AR)

My headaches increase. Daily they become blinding and agonizing terrors that split my skull. I do not see an end to it.

Written By Freja

March 28, 2017, 10:12 a.m.(3/3/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Brier

Finally! A woman taller than me. Within the first five minutes of meeting her we were killing corrupted Shavs together - she took them out with her fists. No weapons, her FIST. Over the swing of my own axes I swear I heard her break one of their jaws. I love Redrain's vassals.

I'll have to find her and buy her a whiskey or twenty when this impending doom business is all over and done with.

Written By Joslyn

March 28, 2017, 6:16 a.m.(3/3/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Calypso

When I first met Calypso, it was in the Southport training center. She'd offered a spar, and I decided to take her on. I didn't realize she was a general. It was a tough fight, and I'm still convinced my victory was dumb luck. Which is why I'm probably the only victor that ever wanted a rematch when they've trained all the harder.

Today, I had asked to meet with her, and it was far more productive than I had expected. She asked me for details on the attack in the Lower Boroughs, and I obliged her. She asked me the questions, and appreciated my intel. I felt rather important for a few moments.

Eventually the real reason that I wanted to speak with her came up, and I asked how I could better serve the defense of the compact. After a lengthy conversation, I became an agent in the Ministry of Defense. I'm looking forward to serving with her.

Written By Aislin

March 27, 2017, 11:08 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valkieri

When the history of this fight against the Silence is someday written, Gemecitta's name should damned well be /celebrated/; Rubino and Zaffria have carried more than their fair portion of the burden, and now... now one more.

I didn't know Duke Valkieri Rubino that well; we tended to orbit the same people, but interacted ourselves only rarely. A sparring match, a dinner or two, occasional messengers. I kept telling myself that, sometime soon, I'd have more time and would sit down with him.

There isn't enough time in the world for everything we'd do, I suppose.

In the end, I knew him best through the opinions of those we both cared about: Cara, Vincere, Pietro. And all of them thought well of him. Even when they were at odds with him, even when they were cross with him, they loved him. Even though by all accounts he wasn't an easy man to get along with.

And he loved them in turn.

Whatever else I might say about Duke Valkieri, in the end, he loved and was loved by so many of those I care about.

I can't help but feel the world is poorer for his loss.

Written By Dulcinea

March 27, 2017, 11:02 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Dear Me,

Now Percy and I can drink together and cry.

Huzzah.

~Me

Written By Ailys

March 27, 2017, 10:41 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Aiden

Brother I am happy you have come, I hope maybe you can get Ainsley to come out of his room.

Written By Lazarus

March 27, 2017, 7:56 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Lord Tobias of the Crimson Blades is a man I respect dearly. His officers safeguard the safety of my parents and my home. As things get more complicated and dangerous, the soldiers do not move from their post but instead ensure the security that allows me to stay here in Arx handling the business instead of having to return to the vineyard to secure my family. For that I am greatful because family is everything. The Crimson Blades will be staple of the Mercier House now and many years to come.

Written By Calypso

March 27, 2017, 5:56 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valkieri

Our relationship started off with caution. Keeping one another at arms length as we from the Lyceum are known to do. Carefully calculated friendships.

Though as time moved on, I began to truly see Duke Valkieri for the brilliant mind that he was. His stern exterior kept so many at a distance, and I feel fortunate enough to have been allowed to look past that, even if just briefly, and see a man dedicated to his people and steadfast in his values.

I am mourning his loss. There are so few who speak the language of War fluently. I will miss our conversations.

Written By Dafne

March 27, 2017, 4:11 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Under different circumstances, I might have taken that meeting.

But I am still trying to catch up on paperwork, and the Seraph was Valkieri's friend, and most of Gemecitta still thinks of me as a little girl--

So much turns on little things sometimes.

The guards told me not to go in. They told me not to, but I did anyway. And I saw--

No. I can't describe it, because Cara will read this and she doesn't need to know. But I still see it when I close my eyes. All sorts of deaths can sound poetic, even beautiful when you write about them, but being faced with the reality of what violence does to the human body is very different.

I closed his eyes. I knelt on the floor and closed his eyes so he wouldn't stare sightlessly at the ceiling.

I cannot say Valkieri and I were ever close. Perhaps if he lived--but he could never believe I had grown up. He hated my cat and my stories and thought i was strange. But, beneath all his prickles and passion, he was _true_, truer than anyone I'd known. He was a rock, and he held the world in place. We are lesser for losing him.

Valkieri. Sylvie. Vincere. Pietro. So many gone. Almost all I think of as family.

Is Gemecitta cursed?

Written By Belladonna

March 27, 2017, 3:13 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valkieri

You can't be gone. I think I acknowledged the possibility and braced myself for every death I could be facing save yours. I did not stop to think that you could be lost in this conflict. You weren't supposed to die. Gods above, not like this.

I will miss you, my friend. More than I have words for.

We fight on.

Written By Samantha

March 27, 2017, 2 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Mirari

I have not forgotten that I owe you silver.

Written By Cara

March 27, 2017, 1:04 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valkieri

I can't--

Written By Aureth

March 27, 2017, 12:54 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

I pray to the Queen of Endings to take the souls of those who fell defending Her city into Her hand. I pray to Her to guard those souls upon the Wheel, to guide them to their new weaves, howsoever she, the Queen, chooses to send them. I pray that those worthy souls of our heroes gave their lives, who fell to the Bringers, will be granted new beginnings, and that those beginnings will bring glory to the seed of human worth behind each pair of eyes.

We fight for Arx. We fight for the Compact. We fight for life and the cycle and all our souls.

I do not pray to Death to let this not be the ending of all endings.

That is what Death has prayed to us.

Written By Eirene

March 27, 2017, 12:43 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

I've killed a demon. I've killed a giant.

We're Greedy Mother Fuckers is one of my unit battlecries. I want more. I want every last unnatural thing to fall under my sword. I want every wound and every harm healed until it's a painful memory and Gods help me if I could do something to ease those nightmares and flashbacks and haunted eyes I would. I want the cause of this hurt eradicated.

Because I sleep among the dead and dying. I rest my hand on the brow on the fevered and chilled. I watch the life slip away from their eyes and the last breath pass their lips before their souls and bodies disconnect. Every life I cannot save is a slap in the face to my skills and my determination. Every lost life kills a part of me as well, leaving anger and sorrow in its' place.

Spend a few minutes, an hour, a day in the House of Solace where our soldiers lie. In the Saving Grace where many of our civilians lie. Spend some time among those who have been terrorized body and soul by these monsters and unnatural fucks and see if it doesn't booster your resolve to do -everything- in your power to defeat them.

Gods know I will.

Written By Eirene

March 27, 2017, 12:38 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valkieri

Duke Valkieri is dead. I do regret not knowing him better. And after reading the Blacks he released, I regret never having the chance to screw him.

What is it about Gemmicita that provokes our enemies to strike at them through supernatural means?

Moreso - now in additional to INVISIBLE bringers, we have masqued ones.

I'm going to look in my ring a lot more now-a-days...

Written By Ailys

March 27, 2017, 12:34 p.m.(3/2/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Merek

Nice shopkeeper, we made some perfumes together.

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