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Written By Calliope

Feb. 11, 2017, 4:39 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Harald

I think I've come to an understanding with my Uncle Harald. He has crazy ideas, truly, but at least he's aiming high and is willing to listen to my requests. It's possible that it's too high, and I find myself terrified at the future. But at the same time, I'm coming around. It's not the worst outcome, certainly. He's also helped me so much with my work, that I'm leaps and bounds ahead. Which gives me more free time for other avenues.

Written By Calliope

Feb. 11, 2017, 4:34 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

The world went dark. Fortunately, I wasn't by myself, because I was out at the Ebb and Flow, picking up supplies. I am far less intimidating than my erstwhile protector, and so he just forced a path through the commoners. It was almost impressive! Still, I was amazed at how quickly and easily things fell to chaos. And how quickly it stopped once the world became bright again.

What caused this occurrence? I'm sure people have theories. I haven't heard any, beyond dire magic. Or that it's connected to recent events, and displays the Gods disapproval. I'm sure it will become clear.

Written By Ford

Feb. 11, 2017, 4:33 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

My mind probably looks like a compass. Points and tracks in all directions.

Builders.
Shipping.
Ledgers.
Numbers.
Charity.



And jesses...

Written By Cicero

Feb. 11, 2017, 4:31 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Frustrated? Why for?
Bask in happiness of friends.
What could be better?

Written By Cicero

Feb. 11, 2017, 4:24 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Weeks. Months. Years. Too long.
Finally fate allows it
The waiting is done.

Written By Valencia

Feb. 11, 2017, 4:05 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

I constantly find myself seeking the sea, especially at night.

I do not know why, but she is the place I go when I need to think, or cry, or just be. It is also a place where I find great joy and inspiration. I feel at home there. Despite all the dangers, for some reason it feels safe.

Some of my most memorable meetings have happened on these beaches. And, some of my most heartbreaking moments.

I love how stirred sands and debris of the day is swept from those shores with the coming and going of the tides. The sea's resilience setting things right again. If only it was so simple for for one's life.

I wish I could be the sea for those that I care for. Constant. Always there for them. To bring great joy and inspiration or sweet solace. To sweep away their pain and sorrow. Setting things right again. Giving them a fresh start and another chance, their hearts and minds clear and clean of unhappy happenings.

~~~~<~<@

Written By Alarie

Feb. 11, 2017, 4:04 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

I put up my first event! It was exciting to do! I had so many people show up, bringing toys to donate to the orphans. The people present voted on the toys to see who brought the silliest, fanciest, and most unique toys. I did not vote myself, though I was partial to the little giraffe donated by Lady Samantha and the warship donated by Count Maximilian. It was a fun event, children were laughing, and the adults even seemed to be smiling. It warms me that so many showed up to give favors to the forgotten orphans of Arx.

Written By Deva

Feb. 11, 2017, 3:24 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Every day gets harder and harder. Every day it feels like there's something new and terrible, crushing until it's hard to breathe. And yet we all must carry on, swallow our pain, and do everything we can to keep the remaining pieces from crumbling. As awful as it feels, the weight can bring perspective. All I can allow myself to want now is for the next day to come.

Written By Sparte

Feb. 11, 2017, 1:47 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Fortunato

He drew me like one of those Valardin girls. Which is to say in full armor, on patrol.

Written By Acacia

Feb. 11, 2017, 12:59 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Ida

Dame Ida remains, and ever will be, my favorite smith in all of Arx. There's no one who I favor more to craft the weapons I desire and really, one can never have too many. She's also my perpetual go-to for experimental whiskey, spontaneous betting, ever-revolving discourse and quite simply, unerring friendship. That was always a hard word for me, but she makes it so bloody easy. I'd say I'd want to bleed anyone who does her wrong, but it isn't like she needs it. Well. Honestly, I'd probably want to bleed them anyways. She recently completed yet another commission for me. It was last-minute and fanciful, but she nailed exactly what I was looking for, as ever. Thank the Gods she doesn't punch her friends in greeting, because I hope to see her often.

Written By Acacia

Feb. 11, 2017, 12:48 p.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Freja

There's many sides to Princess Freja that I've seen throughout the time I've known her, but I've come to value every facet she decides to present. I think sometimes I forget her age, how despite her youthfulness she demonstrates a particular wisdom, courage and perhaps a brashness that is borne from being self-assured. After entertaining my own bonfires throughout time, and even pulling away less desirable persons in the process, I've yet to purposefully miss something she held. I can't follow her on many of the journeys she will take in this life, but she's certainly not one to be forgotten. Even if I have to test the very limits of my whiskey-guzzling capabilities to keep up. There's definitely worse things in life to have to enjoy. Like tea.

Written By Isolde

Feb. 11, 2017, 11:32 a.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

It's been a few days... I dare not jinx anything.
Peace. Hope. Joy. Rapture.
Blessed be.

Written By Zhayla

Feb. 11, 2017, 10:31 a.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Bethany

I went with the Marquessa to the celebration of Bethany's marriage, and a lot of my favorite people were there, which I didn't expect. She and Jeremiah are kind of ridiculous, in the best way. It just makes you feel good seeing how happy they make each other. I still remember meeting her for the first time and how happy she was then.

She looked really pretty. I've never really looked at all of the ridiculous things that silks dress up in and thought 'I want that' until I saw her.

I wonder how much skirts would get in the way fighting.

Written By Niamh

Feb. 11, 2017, 10:05 a.m.(11/26/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Luca

I continue to be impressed by Luca. It is not just his skill with a blade, or the way he puts on such a show with his every movement. It's the way he focuses so much during what he's doing, and yet still manages to keep it friendly. That's not a skill that many have mastered when they're sparring. People can take practice too seriously.

Written By Michael

Feb. 11, 2017, 8:10 a.m.(11/25/1005 AR)

Visited the House of Spirits yesterday, and that one table could use something to rebalance it. Every time someone walked by, my ale would spill over the top of the glass--well, until it was less full, and consequently, less apt to spill.

The company was excellent though. I made the acquaintance of Princess Valencia Redrain, and saw Lord Calathane once more. Leisure continues to be undeniably important, and finding time for it, I'm convinced, must still be a priority--even with the chaos we sometimes find ourselves in.

Written By Valencia

Feb. 11, 2017, 6:20 a.m.(11/25/1005 AR)

It is sad when you realize you are not as important to someone as they are to you.

But standing by someone who doesn't appreciate you isn't loyalty, its stupidity.

I am many things, but I would prefer that stupid not be one of them.

~~~~<~<@

Written By Max

Feb. 11, 2017, 5:49 a.m.(11/25/1005 AR)

She gives on the tide, and takes back on the reef.

I will be grateful for the time I had in the surf.

Written By Caelis

Feb. 11, 2017, 3:43 a.m.(11/25/1005 AR)

Before I forget.
"The ocean is beautiful. She can be wicked, and merciless, but she is also giving, once you learn her secrets. There are waters so clear-you can see a rainbow of life below the boat, and sometimes, those moments before a storm comes, when dawn rises like a rose-with golden hues painting the calm waters...there's no richer feeling. Then the storm hits of course and you hate just fucking everything. But those dawns? Goddess' own."

Written By Anze

Feb. 11, 2017, 2:54 a.m.(11/25/1005 AR)

It's getting colder out, finally. I can't wait to start wearing pelts once again, its been too damn hot in this stupid southern city. Maybe we'll actually get more snow than a light dusting this year.

Written By Ida

Feb. 10, 2017, 9:31 p.m.(11/24/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Acacia

Sometimes life gets a little out of your hands and you wonder if you're making good choices, following the right paths. You don't want to burden those closest to you with the small things when they have such big things to deal with. You don't want to burden people you aren't, perhaps, as close to because they haven't really signed on for that yet.

Maybe the gods know and they send - or return, perhaps - someone to your door just when you need a reminder of the good things. I will do my best not to say this in overly sappy, sentimental blathering, but by those very gods, I could not be more grateful for Mistress Acacia crossing my threshold once again. A poignant reminder that no matter how much things might change or grow shadowed, a drink and conversation with a friend can be a wonderful and welcome respite. That not everything always has to change.

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