Written By Demura
Feb. 3, 2017, 6:36 p.m.(11/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Older Brother. (2/6)
Written By Demura
Feb. 3, 2017, 6:36 p.m.(11/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Anabelle
Younger Sister. (4/6)
Written By Monique
Feb. 3, 2017, 6:36 p.m.(11/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Never expected this. Not in another thousand years.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Written By Demura
Feb. 3, 2017, 5:51 p.m.(11/4/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Anabelle
It's nice to have my sister around again. She arrived a few days after myself to Arx and already I can feel the difference. She's always been gifted with the Voice, able to deal with people and conjure up admiration even from the most dismal depths. It's something that I've often admired about her. I'll admit that my mind begins to become exhilarated when I think about how much she will be able to help our House, to return it to its former glory right along side myself.
Written By Demura
Feb. 3, 2017, 5:47 p.m.(11/4/1005 AR)
How interesting, this turn of events. Naught more than hours after my arrival, back in the city of Arx, and Valardin is already in need of my assistance. Regrettably, it concerns the Lady Dawn and a most horrid assault that has left the lady missing after quite the fall. It seems that Cristoph Laurent has need of me as well and it would be wise to offer the full services of House Lyonesse to his cause.
Written By Valerius
Feb. 3, 2017, 3:53 p.m.(11/4/1005 AR)
I’ve received some bad news. Though I suppose it’s something I’ve known my entire life, and only now struggle to come to terms with. I’m not afraid, though. In fact, I’m quite excited. Fear may have defined me at first, but no more. If any time is appropriate to persevere, it’s now.
Though, I may mostly be excited because the remedy given to my ailment is something I’ve much interest in. I am Prince Valerius Thrax, and I am unstoppable, whether I like it or not.
Though, I may mostly be excited because the remedy given to my ailment is something I’ve much interest in. I am Prince Valerius Thrax, and I am unstoppable, whether I like it or not.
Written By Isolde
Feb. 3, 2017, 1:24 p.m.(11/3/1005 AR)
No godless heathen will ever truly be the Voice if the Gods. If it is true, I hope justice looks something like a nightmare for him - an eternity of truth he cannot escape, nor effect in any way.
He wanted me in Fireweave. I want him masked and silent, by my side, so he can not escape the inexplicable truths of the Faith he reviled.
He wanted me in Fireweave. I want him masked and silent, by my side, so he can not escape the inexplicable truths of the Faith he reviled.
Written By Isolde
Feb. 3, 2017, 1:18 p.m.(11/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Gabriel
Duke Gabriel. What can be said about the closest thing we had to a legend, until the world turned upside down? I finally got a chance to meet him, and, after the worst of my giddy awe wore off, he gave me something I haven't had in a long time, and desperately craved - Hope. Hope for the Compact, hope for myself, hope that we can simply succeeded. He is a good man, and I hope once more.
Written By Lianne
Feb. 3, 2017, 12:14 p.m.(11/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Jackson
The very definition of even keeled.
I find myself yet wondering how must we look from the other side of the mirror.
I find myself yet wondering how must we look from the other side of the mirror.
Written By Dominic
Feb. 3, 2017, 12:07 p.m.(11/3/1005 AR)
Victus thinks all he needs to do to become highlord of Thrax is win a fight. He is wrong because he has to prove himself to Magnata with a little fun tradition that also celebrates the man. First he will need to come with me and hunt a leviathan, second he will need to wrestle Magnata's judge while wearing a dress, third he will need to eat a bowl of old sardines and not throw up. Then in the eyes of all sailors, Victus would be our high lord.
Written By Dagon
Feb. 3, 2017, 11:12 a.m.(11/3/1005 AR)
The soul yearns for honor, and the flesh the hereafter.
Life is a riddle, in which we bear rapture and sorrow. A riddle in which we are meant to listen, to suffer, and to entrust unto tomorrow.
It can all be boiled down into a single moment. A single fleeting moment in which we live, die and know. That single fleeting moment when everything is made manifest. Until then we seek answers.
Life is a riddle, in which we bear rapture and sorrow. A riddle in which we are meant to listen, to suffer, and to entrust unto tomorrow.
It can all be boiled down into a single moment. A single fleeting moment in which we live, die and know. That single fleeting moment when everything is made manifest. Until then we seek answers.
Written By Julea
Feb. 3, 2017, 6:22 a.m.(11/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
So recently I had the pleasure of Highlord Victus' company for lunch at the Ebb and Flow Inn within the Thrax ward. And he surprised me. He has something of a reputation, and while he is every bit the gruff warlord that people paint him to be. He was not a monster, not even close. I like to think we got along well. He was surprisingly charming, and he didn't even have to get out his pectorals to have me just a little smitten. Not that I would object if he did.
I can certainly see why the Thrax stand behind him.
I can certainly see why the Thrax stand behind him.
Written By Preston
Feb. 3, 2017, 1:58 a.m.(11/2/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Jasher
I do not have many friends outside of my brothers and sisters the Templar.
This is likely a flaw: it has been said to me that I need to work to understand people outside of the circle of the Faith more.
Yet, he is a friend.
This is likely a flaw: it has been said to me that I need to work to understand people outside of the circle of the Faith more.
Yet, he is a friend.
Written By Merek
Feb. 3, 2017, 1:36 a.m.(11/2/1005 AR)
You know, it has been a little while since I wrote. I have been having some fun with my research, and I serve with the Iron Guard to perform my duties. Still, with things the way that they are, getting to know people is quite difficult. My views have changed a bit since coming here, though I think that all people deserve respect, even these races of elves. Perhaps like us, there are some that aren't as rough as others say, and might be nice.
Written By Merek
Feb. 3, 2017, 1:25 a.m.(11/2/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Costas
This man is quite interesting. From the Lower Boroughs, but he seems to mean well. That doesn't surprise me, I mean not all men are rough and tumble, I just didn't expect many from there to trust the Iron Guard after the riot. But I hope that we can take steps to make Arx a better place.
Written By Preston
Feb. 3, 2017, 12:58 a.m.(11/2/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Orazio
There is only one man I have ever thought more wise then him, but the Legate of Concepts has shown himself to be kind, wise, and cunning.
Written By Joscelin
Feb. 3, 2017, 12:30 a.m.(11/2/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
You think you know a guy.
Really, Aureth?
Really?
Really, Aureth?
Really?
Written By Margot
Feb. 2, 2017, 11:49 p.m.(11/2/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lark
I know this is not what you want. And that makes you the best choice for it.
Written By Juliet
Feb. 2, 2017, 11:19 p.m.(11/2/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Anze
I've been answering a lot of questions, but Prince Anze of Redrain caught me by surprise. It was delightful. He'll make a woman very happy one day, I'm sure.
He's a kitten, really.
He's a kitten, really.
Written By Aureth
Feb. 2, 2017, 11:18 p.m.(11/2/1005 AR)
I didn't plan to do that.
I mean, rarely is anything I do planned, these days. I feel like I used to plan more.
But it felt raw, and real, like I had to speak. I've never held so much truth in me. I've never held so much anger. I've never felt so much fear.
It's all related.
The Silence is coming. We have to stop it. Everything else is secondary. I keep saying this to everyone who will listen, so why not write it here?
I want to go on living. Kill the Bringers. Stop Tolamar Brand. This is her command.
Life may be unforgiving. Power slips through your fingers like so much hourglass sand--
Oh gods almighty, all that rhymed, now she's got me doing it. I need a drink.
I mean, rarely is anything I do planned, these days. I feel like I used to plan more.
But it felt raw, and real, like I had to speak. I've never held so much truth in me. I've never held so much anger. I've never felt so much fear.
It's all related.
The Silence is coming. We have to stop it. Everything else is secondary. I keep saying this to everyone who will listen, so why not write it here?
I want to go on living. Kill the Bringers. Stop Tolamar Brand. This is her command.
Life may be unforgiving. Power slips through your fingers like so much hourglass sand--
Oh gods almighty, all that rhymed, now she's got me doing it. I need a drink.
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