Written By Orazio
Jan. 8, 2017, 8:40 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
To the Faithful Reader:
It is a hobby of mine to read the white journals. Not the contemporary ones, nor the ones useful for historical reference, necessarily; those fall into the category of research, and research is work, not play.
And yes, even I play, sometimes. More rarely, these days, than I might wish. But I often explore the white journals of long-dead philosophers, artists, poets, and other such individuals. The twists and turns of their minds are fascinating, and there is such beauty in those simple words or careful images, long forgotten. For example, one that returns to my mind more and more often these days:
"Supposing that I should have the courage
To let a red sword of virtue
Plunge into my heart,
Letting to the weeds of the ground
My sinful blood,
What can you offer me?
A gardened castle?
A flowery kingdom?
What? A hope? "
The original poem ends with another line, but I have omitted it. Not because it is not a fair ending, but because I feel the question remains unanswered, when I ponder it.
It is a hobby of mine to read the white journals. Not the contemporary ones, nor the ones useful for historical reference, necessarily; those fall into the category of research, and research is work, not play.
And yes, even I play, sometimes. More rarely, these days, than I might wish. But I often explore the white journals of long-dead philosophers, artists, poets, and other such individuals. The twists and turns of their minds are fascinating, and there is such beauty in those simple words or careful images, long forgotten. For example, one that returns to my mind more and more often these days:
"Supposing that I should have the courage
To let a red sword of virtue
Plunge into my heart,
Letting to the weeds of the ground
My sinful blood,
What can you offer me?
A gardened castle?
A flowery kingdom?
What? A hope? "
The original poem ends with another line, but I have omitted it. Not because it is not a fair ending, but because I feel the question remains unanswered, when I ponder it.
Written By Khanne
Jan. 8, 2017, 8:35 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
The events of today worry me greatly. What I saw was the single most sorrowful thing I have ever witnessed, and it broke my heart. To see something so pure, so beautiful as the very air we breathe... snuffed out in painful anguish.... Hours later it still brings tears to my eyes.
How do I stop this from happening?
I need to prepare, for if what I did today had this result... what is going to happen with the others I come into contact with?
How do I stop this from happening?
I need to prepare, for if what I did today had this result... what is going to happen with the others I come into contact with?
Written By Max
Jan. 8, 2017, 8:33 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Alrec
Alrec Magaldi.
You are a man of consumptive want. Nothing is ever good enough for you.
You can never be content. You will always hunger. It leads you to choices made that you will always regret. You will always regret that you left Darkwater for the Pravus, even as their luxuries sooth that regret.
You will always regret the other choices you have made that compromise your honor and your integrity. You will always regret that your avarice has cost you everything.
Your rank. The respect of others. The trust of others.
I offer you the scorn in my voice.
I offer you the back of my hand.
I offer you the edge of my blade.
I offer you nothing more.
You are a man of consumptive want. Nothing is ever good enough for you.
You can never be content. You will always hunger. It leads you to choices made that you will always regret. You will always regret that you left Darkwater for the Pravus, even as their luxuries sooth that regret.
You will always regret the other choices you have made that compromise your honor and your integrity. You will always regret that your avarice has cost you everything.
Your rank. The respect of others. The trust of others.
I offer you the scorn in my voice.
I offer you the back of my hand.
I offer you the edge of my blade.
I offer you nothing more.
Written By Castor
Jan. 8, 2017, 8:25 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
There will be a wedding in the House of Redrain.
Written By Lucio
Jan. 8, 2017, 8:16 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Branan
I met this scholar outside of the Velanosa estate, shortly after Niccolo had put the heads of the traitorous Iron Guardsmen on pikes. What ensued was a fascinating debate on the nature of death, art, and religion. Though I do not share his beliefs, I am curious about his mind, and look forward to speaking with him more.
Written By Lucio
Jan. 8, 2017, 8:10 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Salazar
This fascinating lord apparently writes lewd poetry, and in the back yard of the Pravus manor, I offered to set it to music. Though the party went in other directions, I shall have to seek him out to see if there is a profitable collaboration to be had.
Written By Lucio
Jan. 8, 2017, 8:08 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Elonso
The brother of the Duchess, Lord Elonso has been kind and spoke well of me at her grace's birthday party. I shall endeavor to get deeper into his good graces.
Written By Eleyna
Jan. 8, 2017, 7:53 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Isolde
Right now, I think you are my favorite cousin.
Written By Dominique
Jan. 8, 2017, 7:52 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Desiree
Oh Joyous day my little sister is with us! Blessed be to see Desiree's smiling face again, brings me such joy and hope all over again.
Written By Talen
Jan. 8, 2017, 7:45 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Niccolo
I suppose that's one way to do it. I prefer when they just disappear. It always felt so much more mysterious and foreboding that way.
I suppose I'll take the princesses to the beach, since it's summer, rather than the gardens.
I suppose I'll take the princesses to the beach, since it's summer, rather than the gardens.
Written By Talen
Jan. 8, 2017, 7:39 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Let it be recorded here for all royal wards of the future, even if you grow up amongst them, Velenosa princesses are Velenosa princesses. Don't take their toys.
They don't share well.
They don't share well.
Written By Isolde
Jan. 8, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
Sometimes, as in all things, it's the principle of the matter.
The blue one, of course.
The blue one, of course.
Written By Talen
Jan. 8, 2017, 7:36 p.m.(8/11/1005 AR)
I forgot how it felt to be poisoned, honestly. Today is miserable, everything is miserable.
Isolde, you're being petty. Just tell me which antidote it is.
It wasn't even your favourite courtesan.
Isolde, you're being petty. Just tell me which antidote it is.
It wasn't even your favourite courtesan.
Written By Darrow
Jan. 8, 2017, 6:50 p.m.(8/10/1005 AR)
dan Hellespont's report:
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Many ships cast off during the fighting, fearing boarding and scuttling or plunder. No parties of Iron Guardsmen were any where near the docks. A ship, flying no flag, was seen travelling south. Smuggler, probably, but we engaged no pursuit and kept watch for late departures. No other news of note.
Captain dan Hellespont
Reaper
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Many ships cast off during the fighting, fearing boarding and scuttling or plunder. No parties of Iron Guardsmen were any where near the docks. A ship, flying no flag, was seen travelling south. Smuggler, probably, but we engaged no pursuit and kept watch for late departures. No other news of note.
Captain dan Hellespont
Reaper
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Written By Victus
Jan. 8, 2017, 6:43 p.m.(8/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Dawn
Yes, yes.
I was supposed to marry her. It wasn't exactly a well kept fucking secret. No, I don't need any sympathy.
Staying the course is hard work. Accepting less than ideal circumstances, living with it, making the fucking best out of it, all of it is difficult.
Who wouldn't want to just give the fuck up and make oneself a martyr instead?
I was supposed to marry her. It wasn't exactly a well kept fucking secret. No, I don't need any sympathy.
Staying the course is hard work. Accepting less than ideal circumstances, living with it, making the fucking best out of it, all of it is difficult.
Who wouldn't want to just give the fuck up and make oneself a martyr instead?
Written By Signe
Jan. 8, 2017, 6:05 p.m.(8/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Aislin
Cousin, your stories always fascinate and, sometimes, frighten me.
Written By Victus
Jan. 8, 2017, 6:04 p.m.(8/10/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Samantha
A thief and a liar and a impostor. To ignore all of that is to make light of all nobility, to declare that none of it actually matters.
I wonder if they understand this.
I wonder if she does.
Regardless, welcome to the fucking nobility.
I wonder if they understand this.
I wonder if she does.
Regardless, welcome to the fucking nobility.
Written By Castor
Jan. 8, 2017, 5:36 p.m.(8/10/1005 AR)
The Ambassador Salon is....blessed by the Vellichor as a safe place to speak of all the evils that now plague our lands.
Written By Max
Jan. 8, 2017, 5:30 p.m.(8/10/1005 AR)
"Good Job."
I can honestly say I have never been more proud to receive such a simple compliment.
When Prince Donrai Thrax says 'Good Job'... You know you have done well.
I can honestly say I have never been more proud to receive such a simple compliment.
When Prince Donrai Thrax says 'Good Job'... You know you have done well.
Written By Tristram
Jan. 8, 2017, 5:09 p.m.(8/10/1005 AR)
I find myself becoming quite attracted to several different ladies in this city. I wonder how long it will take Edain to bring up the topic of marriage with me; I'd prefer for any future seductions on my part to have a serious exploration of an end-goal in mind instead of a dalliance. Not that I have anything against dalliances. Hardly so; I would marry all three of them, were it up to me alone--and of course, if I could convince them that such an arrangement would be enjoyable. Nor would I object to their taking other partners. This is not the usual means by which these things go, but in my time in the villages and towns of Arvum I have found that there are many ways that people look at love. Of them all, my favorite is the one where the lovers are bound in love to one another--but are not restricted from finding love with others, as well, in honest and open companionship; my honor prevents me from adultery and cheating, but my heart is open to many. Though I doubt I will find such a thing in my lifetime. Too many believe that there is only one bond to be had, and grow jealous. We shall see.
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