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Written By Niccolo

Sept. 4, 2016, 9:40 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Luca

When Luca first arrived to Arx, I wasn't sure if well, it would work out for him. I wasn't impressed, at all. And until recently, I continued to have doubts about how well he would do here in this city. Not many people prove me wrong, but Prince Luca has. It seems that the devotion his sister shows for him is warranted. The man proved himself during the Grand Melee, winning the battle for House Velenosa, and doing so with a very peculiar approach to his defense. With the proper guidance and direction, but really incentives, I think the prince might achieve great things.

Written By Niccolo

Sept. 4, 2016, 9:16 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Kima

Of course, I've ran into Lady Kima before. But it wasn't until recently that I had a chance to sit down with her and really talk. I was curious how she was going to react after I interrupted her during the fight at the Hollow. And while I can't say I was surprised by her, I admit I was impressed. That doesn't happen often. Our conversation left me with a good impression of the woman, and I'm looking forward to when we get a chance to speak again.

Written By Edain

Sept. 4, 2016, 8:41 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Talen

Talen Artiglio, the Sword of Lenosia and the prime protector of the Velenosa royalty. His devotion to them is clear, and it speaks well of his character but... Look, I understand that when it comes to a real fight, you protect your charge at any cost, and this requires a certain ruthless instinct, but seeing him willing to to such levels in even friendly contests just grates on me. Also I have seen him fight, and even crossed swords with him in a Grand Melee and it is clear to me that the man is a better fighter than I am. I am ashamed of my own pettiness but by the Gods admitting that bothers me deeply, more than it should.

Written By Luca

Sept. 4, 2016, 8:34 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Darren

I finally met Deva's brother. High Lord, now, I suppose. He's got an impressive grip and a foul mouth, both fine qualities.

Written By Edain

Sept. 4, 2016, 8:31 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Calista

Lady Calista Fidante, sister of Duke Leo Fidante, and living breathing scandal. She is very good at putting me on the defensive and making me feel embarrassed and on my guard. She is a vibrant and intelligent woman and woe to anyone that would underestimate her. It has been quite the joy to watch her rise to the occasion of being her brother's Voice. She may play the part of the carefree flirt, but make no mistake, she is a force to be reckoned with.

Written By Edain

Sept. 4, 2016, 8:25 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Leo

Duke Leo Fidante he is a man that bucks the perceptions of a Lord of the Lyceum, and does so fearlessly. He spent many years with us training in Sanctum, and he was close with my older brothers Vance and Valen. When Count Lucien of Southport attempted to usurp Tor out from under him my brother's fought alongside him, with Valardin knights and soldiers that came to help him reclaim his birthright. He is a valuable ally, and friend of the Valardin family, I hope that we remain so for some time.

Written By Aurora

Sept. 4, 2016, 8:20 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

I am busy. So very busy. The shop has only just finished construction and I am in the process of making five different outfits. And a hat. It is good to stay busy, truly, and the troupe needs the profits to put on the next performance. Unlike other groups throughout the city, the Mummers rely on the generosity of those who wish to support the arts.

Perhaps I should seek more patrons, for who does not wish to have their name beside that of a successful play or performance?

Written By Leo

Sept. 4, 2016, 8:05 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Edain

Edain has grown into a fine bearer of the Valardin name since the tragedy. We work well together and I can only hope such cooperation continues into the future.

Written By Sudara

Sept. 4, 2016, 8:04 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Where to start? Here in Arx, at last... and I find myself more than a little overwhelmed. I have a retinue, of course, most ably led by Tenebrae – but I must chart my own course through these particular waters. Thus far, I have been met with considerable warmth, and have been truly gratified by some of the kindnesses shown to me. But I must seek to find one or more roles for a widowed amateur scholar of little influence. At the least, it should be an intriguing challenge.

Written By Leo

Sept. 4, 2016, 8:02 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Dawn

There is something of a simmering idealism in her that colors her conversations. Perceptive and charming, she does House Grayson proud.

Written By Sudara

Sept. 4, 2016, 7:50 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Prospero

An acquaintance from embarrassingly many years ago, who was flatteringly pleased to see me and gratifyingly gracious in his dismissal of my long-overdue apologies for past clumsiness. Of course, as Lycenes of different houses, we might be expected to dissemble and wear masks - but I find myself hopeful of future cooperation. After all, it is not as if we bookworms and 'spare' cousins do not have a certain amount in common.

Written By Aurora

Sept. 4, 2016, 7:46 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Acacia

Mistress Culler is a charming woman, who Hammar has informed me has hair like my own. She came to see me about a few commissions, which have proven vexing as I had no idea there was such a cry for pockets. Pockets, who would have thought that this would be the next fashion statement. Quite helpful. Acacia, not the pockets.

Written By Aurora

Sept. 4, 2016, 7:38 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Evaine

Evaine is the lead actress with the Mummers, and the one who employed me as the troupe's seamstress. Without her aid, I am not sure where I would be. I owe her a great deal, and will prove my worth.

Written By Rainier

Sept. 4, 2016, 6:45 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

I attended the Grand Melee organized by milady Dawn Grayson. I need to meet with the good Lady again for more but before that happened I thought to revisit the city's elite and see with my eyes what the world looks like from behind their own.

I could not. What excitement they felt, the trepidation of clashing against their own numbers, the support and the abject worry that they felt does not match what is in my own heart; one of those young swordsmen complained that the numbers were unfair, and that the opposition were vagabonds for it. Briefly I debated engaging them in conversation, perhaps even afterwards, but would I have to say to them? Are they wrong or is it my own mind warped now, my hands stained too deeply, that spectacles of the sort no longer seem the same?

I saw nothing. I did not even see a melee - I saw steps, forms, technique and styles but I saw no spectacle. There was no order to be maintained, no chain of command or strategic elements to gain an advantage from. Athleticism, yes, and some had quick hands and rapid minds - yes. But I do not know it is what I was supposed to have been doing there.

Liv was present, too. I should catch up to her. I owe more than I will be able to repay her before the end.

Written By Rainier

Sept. 4, 2016, 6:44 p.m.(6/26/1004 AR)

I caught up with Liv - one Olivia Ashford - again. It has been a great long time it seems if one does not measure such things in months or years, which probably means it was recent enough; I should look into my older journals to see, for what is the purpose of committing pen to paper if I shall not use it to look back and marvel at the degree of foolishness I possessed each time?

This shall be no exception either, future friend. I know I have failed you.

She looked well, of course, and spoke prudently as is her lot in life. Some of us are blessed with such luck of no loss for virtue, yet appear cursed as well with not recognizing them for what they are; perhaps as a small repayment I could help her see that if only I knew how.

Healers ought to be above the rest of us and held to that lofty state by all who know them. She shall change many lives above and beyond merely those that she saves during her own, but I have a task to do. It shall not do to become distracted.

Remember. The price of duty was honor.

Written By Hammar

Sept. 4, 2016, 6:16 p.m.(6/25/1004 AR)

Lady Dawn want fight Hammar, she say she want see him use new Warhammer she give. Lady Dawn not good fight, She no guard, no attack good, Lady fall down and make grunt noise after Hammar hit 4 time. Her chest sweat in armor. She say she not mad at Hammar. Lord Victus look mad at Lady Dawn for fight Hammar.

Written By Olivia

Sept. 4, 2016, 6:12 p.m.(6/25/1004 AR)

The tourney was amazing. It astounded me how vicious warriors can be for no other reason than sport! In any case, no one was awfully hurt, and it gave me a chance to practice. I still wouldn't wish another any time soon.

Written By Olivia

Sept. 4, 2016, 6:10 p.m.(6/25/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Rainier

My cousin. The last time I saw him, he was... well, let's just say it's good to see him again, and better to see him so hale and hearty. At least in body. The rest remains to be seen.

Written By Olivia

Sept. 4, 2016, 6:09 p.m.(6/25/1004 AR)

Relationship Note on Harlan

Bumped into my brother today. So wonderful to see a familiar beloved face. And he's exactly the same, it brought a twinge of homesickness that I'd managed to bury to the forefront of my mind! Still, it is good to have family about, and good to have someone so firmly on your side. He said wonderful things to Lady Dawn about me, and championed my cause to see the King.

Written By Rook

Sept. 4, 2016, 3:36 p.m.(6/25/1004 AR)

Do you know how many times I hear jokes about my name? At least thrice daily, I insist you know. /Three/ times. Do you know what I do when it first happens? I smile, I laugh. The second time it happens, I smile and nod. The third? I just smile.

Honestly, it's rather tiresome. My name is playful homage to the fact I'm a chess piece, you see. That wasn't awfully hard to figure out, was it? Yet, everyone seems to be so surprised. "Oh, your name is Rook?" they say. "Like a the board game?" they query.

It's not that my name bothers me, not in the slightest. It's that people are so terribly /predictable/. It's why I refuse clients, from time to time. It's why I charge exorbitant rates to those who would hire me. I am a Whisper, not a common fop you'll find in the boroughs.

If my dear men and women of this city cannot appreciate quality when they see it, then why bother hiring an elite courtier with years of training to attend the courts?

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