Written By Leona
Dec. 3, 2016, 7:38 p.m.(4/15/1005 AR)
Oh, blast it.
Poor humor and ill timing. However, it was such a pleasure to meet Master Ferron and the High Lord Valardin. Although, I personally feel as if my mentor would be bemused with me - if he had witnessed the interaction.
(It feels uncomfortable... to be so noticed.)
Currently, I do believe that I would fully benefit from a tutor in charm and comportment.
Poor humor and ill timing. However, it was such a pleasure to meet Master Ferron and the High Lord Valardin. Although, I personally feel as if my mentor would be bemused with me - if he had witnessed the interaction.
(It feels uncomfortable... to be so noticed.)
Currently, I do believe that I would fully benefit from a tutor in charm and comportment.
Written By Aslaug
Dec. 3, 2016, 6:45 p.m.(4/15/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Fortunato
(On a piece of paper shoved into her journal that clearly isn't from it)
Drawing:
A rat, gray-furred, bare-tailed, clasps pale paws around the upper edge of an upper edge of a shot glass. Inside the shotglass, a chunk of jagged, dark rock. Underneath all that, a single exclamation mark, small, almost timid.
Signed Fortunato Greyhope.
Drawing:
A rat, gray-furred, bare-tailed, clasps pale paws around the upper edge of an upper edge of a shot glass. Inside the shotglass, a chunk of jagged, dark rock. Underneath all that, a single exclamation mark, small, almost timid.
Signed Fortunato Greyhope.
Written By Freja
Dec. 3, 2016, 5:03 p.m.(4/14/1005 AR)
The Order of Hope.
That is this new advisory council I have been added to, a council for the crown created by Lady Regent Dawn. As the only Northern voice on it, I have to wonder how much weight and salt my opinion will be taken with.
As I run my thumb along this symbol of the new status, a medallion of sorts, I can't help but find it curious how I keep finding myself in these situations.
I was raised by the Sword of Farhaven, fashioned for military prowess and not for the political, but somehow I keep finding myself here.
I have been told it is my truths and outright refusal to sugarcoat anything, my abhorrence for weakness and tolerance of it. My lack of mercy for would be charmers and snakes in the snow.
I find it quaint that in spite of my protests others call me gentle and even kind, but I know that they have yet to see me in the midst of a frozen tempest. I haven't had the chance to show that nature.
Two heads cut off and thrown high into the tree have only the winds with which to scheme.
That is this new advisory council I have been added to, a council for the crown created by Lady Regent Dawn. As the only Northern voice on it, I have to wonder how much weight and salt my opinion will be taken with.
As I run my thumb along this symbol of the new status, a medallion of sorts, I can't help but find it curious how I keep finding myself in these situations.
I was raised by the Sword of Farhaven, fashioned for military prowess and not for the political, but somehow I keep finding myself here.
I have been told it is my truths and outright refusal to sugarcoat anything, my abhorrence for weakness and tolerance of it. My lack of mercy for would be charmers and snakes in the snow.
I find it quaint that in spite of my protests others call me gentle and even kind, but I know that they have yet to see me in the midst of a frozen tempest. I haven't had the chance to show that nature.
Two heads cut off and thrown high into the tree have only the winds with which to scheme.
Written By Aslaug
Dec. 3, 2016, 4:32 p.m.(4/14/1005 AR)
(Instead of words, the first page of Aslaug's journal contains a detailed sketch of a wolf's head with several nonsense symbols beneath it.
Further down is three large, smudged question marks in a row.)
Further down is three large, smudged question marks in a row.)
Written By Eirene
Dec. 3, 2016, 12:33 p.m.(4/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Sophie
**As reported by Eirene's aide de camp Carissa..**
Another one? Is she thinking I'm pissed off at her or something? I'm not mad, it's cute. I'm fine. She's fine. It's... Gads... Send her a note back...
Highness, blah blah, I'm glad you think so highly of me, we medics have to stick together especially in the shitstorm that's slowly barreling down on our heads, if I ever get in shit that's too much for me to handle I'll turn to you first cause I know you won't jack me up or leave me with really ugly scars.
**Message delivered to Princess Sophie**
Your highness, it's reassuring to know I have such good friends in Arx. We of the healer's persuasion will certainly need to band together when times grow dark, as we fear they will shortly. Should I ever find myself with wounds too serious for my own abilities to tend, I will certainly place myself in your care as I trust your skill as much as my own.
In friendship, Eirene Malvici.
Another one? Is she thinking I'm pissed off at her or something? I'm not mad, it's cute. I'm fine. She's fine. It's... Gads... Send her a note back...
Highness, blah blah, I'm glad you think so highly of me, we medics have to stick together especially in the shitstorm that's slowly barreling down on our heads, if I ever get in shit that's too much for me to handle I'll turn to you first cause I know you won't jack me up or leave me with really ugly scars.
**Message delivered to Princess Sophie**
Your highness, it's reassuring to know I have such good friends in Arx. We of the healer's persuasion will certainly need to band together when times grow dark, as we fear they will shortly. Should I ever find myself with wounds too serious for my own abilities to tend, I will certainly place myself in your care as I trust your skill as much as my own.
In friendship, Eirene Malvici.
Written By Aksel
Dec. 3, 2016, 12:14 p.m.(4/14/1005 AR)
I realize I need a hobby beyond just fighting. I'm not really sure what but I need to make more of a real effort at getting better at it. My life cannot all be about combat. There has to be more to life than just that.
Written By Branan
Dec. 3, 2016, 12:09 p.m.(4/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Larissa
Her eyes. Her eyes haunt me. They held such mirth. Such truth. Such a passion for life and a joy that I cannot say I have seen anywhere else.
My father said before I left, I would spend my time in Arx spending all my coin at the House of Whispers.
Of course, he also said I would be penniless in a gutter trying to sell sailors limericks for a meal.
He's absolutely wrong on one point.
I may try to make him correct on the other, for kindnesses sake.
My father said before I left, I would spend my time in Arx spending all my coin at the House of Whispers.
Of course, he also said I would be penniless in a gutter trying to sell sailors limericks for a meal.
He's absolutely wrong on one point.
I may try to make him correct on the other, for kindnesses sake.
Written By Eirene
Dec. 3, 2016, 10:33 a.m.(4/14/1005 AR)
Every inch of me hurts like crazy. I haven't fought in such an insane melee in years. I think it was some anniversary of somebody's victory or perhaps one of Hadrian's birthdays. I can't remember.
I'd say I acquitted myself well. I scored some good hits on men who are constantly training and perfecting their skill. Held my own pretty well until the end. I'd like to think I helped Kima take that final victory by keeping Aaron off of her for a while. Whatever; it was fun and I think the two of us showed well by Southport.
I was partnered with a smithy named Ida. Girl brought a pair of fists to a swordfight. I guess she makes them and hasn't any clue to use 'em. She's very cheerful and enjoys the spirit of the sport. Punches like a mulekick too, though perhaps if she's going to enter melee tourneys we should see about getting her some gauntlets or knuckles or something...
Anyhow - I did right by my house and my name. And even did the medic thing with the Mercy's afterwards - once my own bells stopped ringing.
I'd say I acquitted myself well. I scored some good hits on men who are constantly training and perfecting their skill. Held my own pretty well until the end. I'd like to think I helped Kima take that final victory by keeping Aaron off of her for a while. Whatever; it was fun and I think the two of us showed well by Southport.
I was partnered with a smithy named Ida. Girl brought a pair of fists to a swordfight. I guess she makes them and hasn't any clue to use 'em. She's very cheerful and enjoys the spirit of the sport. Punches like a mulekick too, though perhaps if she's going to enter melee tourneys we should see about getting her some gauntlets or knuckles or something...
Anyhow - I did right by my house and my name. And even did the medic thing with the Mercy's afterwards - once my own bells stopped ringing.
Written By Julea
Dec. 3, 2016, 7:48 a.m.(4/13/1005 AR)
I have arrived in Arx. At least, I have to assume I did at some point the previous day, but my memory blurs with whiskey and the actual event, somehow... I don't recall. At least not well. There are a few choice snippets filtering through at inopportune times that saw me wincing more than once today, which didn't help my pounding head any.
A kind soul took pity on me this morn, and offered me whiskey, for breakfast. And that aided with the thump, but I fear that I will have to eventually face it, or remain forever a drunk.
But I have a room, and a bed, and that's more than I've had for quite some time. And already people have shown interest in my trade. Which is half of what I'm here for, to find work, to make my mark. And to find.. something, or someone else.
A kind soul took pity on me this morn, and offered me whiskey, for breakfast. And that aided with the thump, but I fear that I will have to eventually face it, or remain forever a drunk.
But I have a room, and a bed, and that's more than I've had for quite some time. And already people have shown interest in my trade. Which is half of what I'm here for, to find work, to make my mark. And to find.. something, or someone else.
Written By Silas
Dec. 3, 2016, 4:13 a.m.(4/13/1005 AR)
The Concordal Melee was an entertaining exercise and I suspect the citizens of Arx enjoyed themselves thoroughly. Princess Serafine Velenosa was without a teammate, so I had my squire join her team, and he fared far better than expected even if he needs some work on his sword swing. He did what he does best, though: take punishment - and they ended up pulling off the win.
Though her teammate fell and there was little chance she could win, Lady Kima Saik was the last standing and I dare say she still gained quite a few fans. Prince Anze did well, too: he just happened to be the only one Arron managed to hit.
Lady Eirene Malvici proved her ability to adapt by teaming with Lady Kima when her teammate was eliminated, even if it was for naught. It was done in the true spirit of the event. I suspect it helped that Lady Kima was of the Lyceum as well, but still...
Mistress Ida punched through some steel plate. I'm not sure how, but the feat in itself is impressive.
The others did as well as they could within the chaos, I imagine: perhaps next time they will coordinate with another team to knock out their rivals? That would be my strategy!
Well, back to work. This gazebo isn't going to make itself.
Though her teammate fell and there was little chance she could win, Lady Kima Saik was the last standing and I dare say she still gained quite a few fans. Prince Anze did well, too: he just happened to be the only one Arron managed to hit.
Lady Eirene Malvici proved her ability to adapt by teaming with Lady Kima when her teammate was eliminated, even if it was for naught. It was done in the true spirit of the event. I suspect it helped that Lady Kima was of the Lyceum as well, but still...
Mistress Ida punched through some steel plate. I'm not sure how, but the feat in itself is impressive.
The others did as well as they could within the chaos, I imagine: perhaps next time they will coordinate with another team to knock out their rivals? That would be my strategy!
Well, back to work. This gazebo isn't going to make itself.
Written By Bethany
Dec. 3, 2016, 12:27 a.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
Feeling vulnerable is a terrible weakness of spirit, I think. It involves too much exposure of an inner self - a self that I would rather wish to keep hidden, whole, and unharmed.
One must make one's self vulnerable on occasion, to further contact and influence with allies.
(To make friends.)
It's a strategic maneuver.
(Sometimes, I do get lonely.)
One must make one's self vulnerable on occasion, to further contact and influence with allies.
(To make friends.)
It's a strategic maneuver.
(Sometimes, I do get lonely.)
Written By Bethany
Dec. 2, 2016, 11:30 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
I am infinitely pleased with my family.
(That is all.)
(That is all.)
Written By Orazio
Dec. 2, 2016, 10:28 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
To the Faithful Reader:
Gloria, we ask you not for victory. Victory is won with our own hands, or not at all.
Gloria, we ask you not for strength. Strength is what we build every time we practice our skills and step onto the eternal battlefield.
Gloria, we ask you not for courage. Courage we carry with us, the sword and shield of our will, honed in tradition and the clash of blade on blade.
Lady Gloria, bless us and guide us in our pursuit of honor, but grant us nothing; what must be won, we will earn for ourselves.
Gloria, we ask you not for victory. Victory is won with our own hands, or not at all.
Gloria, we ask you not for strength. Strength is what we build every time we practice our skills and step onto the eternal battlefield.
Gloria, we ask you not for courage. Courage we carry with us, the sword and shield of our will, honed in tradition and the clash of blade on blade.
Lady Gloria, bless us and guide us in our pursuit of honor, but grant us nothing; what must be won, we will earn for ourselves.
Written By Orazio
Dec. 2, 2016, 10:22 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
Now I seem to be in possession of both a beautifully trained bird, and a maniacal dervish disguised as a kitten. I have had to intervene at least three times in the past two days to prevent the death of the bird by predation or the death of the cat by misadventure in the course of predation. I am shortly to go on a trip. I suspect one of the animals will be dead when I return.
If I return. Ah, well. There's a priest of Vellichor who owes me a favor. She can watch them for a few days.
If I return. Ah, well. There's a priest of Vellichor who owes me a favor. She can watch them for a few days.
Written By Ida
Dec. 2, 2016, 9:44 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
What an evening! I saw stars not once, but twice. First on the fields of the Tournament Grounds and then on my way here to write this - ha! Get it? I am grateful for every bruise and cut I earned in that melee. What a grand time! While I was unsure if bringing fists to a sword fight would be wise, I am glad that I did. For one, who knows what I may face in these unsure times? It might very well be a sword and it is good to know that I will be better prepared for such a thing.
Really, though? What a damned good experience! I was paired with Lady Eirene Malvici and I can only wonder her thoughts about being teamed with a swordless pugilist. We did well, though, I think! I suspect she might be used to fighting alone, as I certainly am, and I think such made us work well together. So many fine fighters and an excellent event run by Sir Silas, as always! Thank the gods for Princess Sophie, who healed my battered person, along with Lady Eirene once the fight concluded. How fortunate we are to have such skilled and devoted healers. I also have a lovely bottle of Spring Awakening that I might break open this very night.
The whole experience was positively kickass! Joyous, even, and I am excited to do it again soon! Ah, but how I love the sweet science.
Really, though? What a damned good experience! I was paired with Lady Eirene Malvici and I can only wonder her thoughts about being teamed with a swordless pugilist. We did well, though, I think! I suspect she might be used to fighting alone, as I certainly am, and I think such made us work well together. So many fine fighters and an excellent event run by Sir Silas, as always! Thank the gods for Princess Sophie, who healed my battered person, along with Lady Eirene once the fight concluded. How fortunate we are to have such skilled and devoted healers. I also have a lovely bottle of Spring Awakening that I might break open this very night.
The whole experience was positively kickass! Joyous, even, and I am excited to do it again soon! Ah, but how I love the sweet science.
Written By Serafine
Dec. 2, 2016, 9:42 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
I've never been more impressed with someone else's training of one under their care. Sir Silas Mercier has done well by his squire Arron. Seriously, if I ever have more children or take up a squire, I don't think I'd trust even myself to do such a good job as he. I hope he treats that boy to a fine set of armor.
Also, I think I owe the poor lad a kiss.
Also, I think I owe the poor lad a kiss.
Written By Sabella
Dec. 2, 2016, 8:19 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Fortunato
I am gladdened to know him, and thankful that he is going to develop a masterpiece that highlights my romantic journey. No one can take the fantasy from me, and when it hangs on my bedroom wall- I can claim it that much more.
Written By Belladonna
Dec. 2, 2016, 7:23 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Larissa
It is always sad to see potential wasted.
Written By Larissa
Dec. 2, 2016, 5:42 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Orazio
Ohhhh Orazio... Orazio... Why hast thou cast me out, Orazio? What gregarious mire have I thrust upon you to cause such wicked loathing from an educated man? And what now shall I become against you, because of you.. from you? What vows shall I make in your name? Perhaps I will reach for the wretched and scandalous and turn to slander as you have done. Or perhaps instead I will deepen my faith and call upon yours and hold you instead to higher standards than you have shown to me. Rise up, Orazio! Breathe deeply the fresh air of forest and sea and know that wherever you walk - water and land - I shall ever be within your wary reach.
Written By Larissa
Dec. 2, 2016, 5:33 p.m.(4/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Eos
There are few, perhaps if any, who ever ever stood up to the shadows you cast upon the world. Every moment you become taller, wiser and more infinite than you were before. Might I simply continue to inspire you and perhaps from time to time share the burden of the world that rests upon your shoulders.
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