Written By Medeia
March 19, 2021, 1:06 p.m.(2/21/1015 AR)
The feast of sea shanties was a splendid evening! The food and drink were plentiful - perhaps too much so in the case of the latter, the hall was packed with the best people, and each performance offered an opportunity to learn about the performer or where they come from or what they value. There was no shortage of entertainment, but I was pleasantly surprised at how much I learned and hope others did, too.
I especially would like to acknowledge Lord Haakon, Lady Zoey, Lord Wash, Savio, and Lady Ophira for their contributions to the evening. It couldn't have been a night of sea shanties without them sharing as they did. I continue to be in awe of the talent and passion of the people around me.
I especially would like to acknowledge Lord Haakon, Lady Zoey, Lord Wash, Savio, and Lady Ophira for their contributions to the evening. It couldn't have been a night of sea shanties without them sharing as they did. I continue to be in awe of the talent and passion of the people around me.
Written By Claude
March 19, 2021, 9:19 a.m.(2/20/1015 AR)
I have finally completed my new collection of furniture, though I am extremely nervous as to how it might be received. Overall I am quite proud of the quality of the pieces, though on some there was some room for improvement. I had neither the time nor the silver to completely rework them. Should this set prove successful I can focus on my next project, something much more artistic. My previous sculpture was appraised seperately by the Marquessa and the First Liberator. I can only say I was deeply honored by their praise.
Written By Styx
March 19, 2021, 12:14 a.m.(2/20/1015 AR)
It was just moments ago that the news of Archscholar Sina's death has come to my attention, my heart has known no sorrow as it does now. I did not know them well. in fact, we only met once in the Shrine of the 13th but their words and wisdom moved me, and their incites into my woes lifted my own burdens.
I do not know whom to give my condolences to, as all of Arvum has became a bit darker. I feel the pull of my heart to use my knowledge to do something, but I am at a loss. Seek out the scholars of Vellichor and offer my aid? Investigate the murder? I am but one person in the chaotic world, but I must do something.
If someone lays their eyes upon this message, and understands my sorrows, tell me how I can help or who I can speak to.
To extinguish knowledge is the greatest sin.
I do not know whom to give my condolences to, as all of Arvum has became a bit darker. I feel the pull of my heart to use my knowledge to do something, but I am at a loss. Seek out the scholars of Vellichor and offer my aid? Investigate the murder? I am but one person in the chaotic world, but I must do something.
If someone lays their eyes upon this message, and understands my sorrows, tell me how I can help or who I can speak to.
To extinguish knowledge is the greatest sin.
Written By Ilira
March 18, 2021, 10:02 p.m.(2/19/1015 AR)
I am as a breath: too soft and subtle to heed from afar, too pure and promising to ignore up close. And sometimes, little incendiary, the waver of the candle burns so low all it takes is that breath.
Or the well-misplaced brush of a silken sleeve to set the rest of a life alight.
Or the well-misplaced brush of a silken sleeve to set the rest of a life alight.
Written By Titus
March 18, 2021, 1:50 p.m.(2/19/1015 AR)
The Sangrian Blueclaw Vine has finally been coaxed to bloomed here in Arx, a rare flower outside of the Caldera where it grows. Quite different than what I’ve seen here, it took a combined effort of a group to encourage it to actually grow in foreign soil. I’ve been unable though to pollinate and propagate it, so. I believe I’ll organize a trip to see if we can’t track and trap a few of the nightbirds that do that job. Perhaps even bring supplies to the S’Ki tribe and pay homage to the Wader. I’ve invited a few people over to look at the flower, especially how it blooms at night and glows. I have to restrict myself from eating too many of the leaves, they’re quite delicious although I don’t believe others have acquired the taste. A very strong taste, thick texture.
A new Radiant of the Whisper house was appointed. I don’t know enough about them to comment, but it seemed journal-worthy to note the new Radiant is a person named Anisha. I’d think the Whispers would be a group that baroness Calla would find things in common in how they go about attaining peaceful solutions to problems instead of the usual tactic of “Have you tried to poke it with a sword yet?”.
I’m comparing more between the Caldera and the far northern spiritualist beliefs. There’s a stark difference in certain aspects, and yet still there’s similarities no matter the great distance and time that’s separated these beliefs. I’m still researching though one particular spirit in order to learn more. I hope I’m able to cross paths with more knowledgable people on this topic.
A few new people met this week. I managed to speak with lady Adalyn Clement, she was my companion at the feast a few weeks ago and I want to see her cavalry tactics in action. There was Raven, a young warrior who I think has a lot of skill when it comes to individual fighting and while we might not get along, I have a good amount of respect simply because she’s a capable fighter. Prince Patrizio wears charisma like a fine cloak, and I’m looking forward to bringing new tactics and help them in the upcoming war.
A new Radiant of the Whisper house was appointed. I don’t know enough about them to comment, but it seemed journal-worthy to note the new Radiant is a person named Anisha. I’d think the Whispers would be a group that baroness Calla would find things in common in how they go about attaining peaceful solutions to problems instead of the usual tactic of “Have you tried to poke it with a sword yet?”.
I’m comparing more between the Caldera and the far northern spiritualist beliefs. There’s a stark difference in certain aspects, and yet still there’s similarities no matter the great distance and time that’s separated these beliefs. I’m still researching though one particular spirit in order to learn more. I hope I’m able to cross paths with more knowledgable people on this topic.
A few new people met this week. I managed to speak with lady Adalyn Clement, she was my companion at the feast a few weeks ago and I want to see her cavalry tactics in action. There was Raven, a young warrior who I think has a lot of skill when it comes to individual fighting and while we might not get along, I have a good amount of respect simply because she’s a capable fighter. Prince Patrizio wears charisma like a fine cloak, and I’m looking forward to bringing new tactics and help them in the upcoming war.
Written By Alarissa
March 17, 2021, 9:31 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)
The first entry into the literary competition was so sweetly deposited at the estate, and never have I ever seen the servants look so overjoyed to bring me something. Nor remain behind. Maxene offered to read it to me and we all settled in the atrium.
I think we broke the glass laughing and gasping.
The Barony and the Bun in the Oven: An Epilogue
I swear I had this series in the library. I swear it and yet, I cannot for the life of me remember where, if they were lent out and if so, when and why have they not been returned to me.
Because clearly, I need to be reading this.
I'll have to ask Victus if he wants to join me baking some bread.
So the first entry. I wonder what other entry's will start to come.
I think we broke the glass laughing and gasping.
The Barony and the Bun in the Oven: An Epilogue
I swear I had this series in the library. I swear it and yet, I cannot for the life of me remember where, if they were lent out and if so, when and why have they not been returned to me.
Because clearly, I need to be reading this.
I'll have to ask Victus if he wants to join me baking some bread.
So the first entry. I wonder what other entry's will start to come.
Written By Zakhar
March 17, 2021, 9:19 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Orick
Scholar. I have taken to trying out some experiments and would like to apologize to the citizens of the city for the loud bang that echoed through the southern end of the uppers last night. At the very least I have not heard from any of the medics that have become close friends with me, or at least have shown me a kindness over the last few days. Pieces of my first experiment have been found littered about the city. I have not seen fires from these pieces, though the metal was still quite warm to the touch when found.
After a most interesting conversation with a scholar I took to shaping some metal into a crude pot with a tightened lid, then set a small fire underneath it. The idea was to see how long it would hold the heat. As I didn't want to melt the steel, I had placed a decent amount of water inside of the pot. I'm assuming that I fell asleep either due to too many leaves or from what the medics have been giving me in small amounts for the healing.
I awoke shortly before the pot took to flight, though was only able to push the pot over from the fire. It was making an interesting hissing noise, and I thought that maybe the tea was ready until I remembered that I wasn't making tea.
The bang that occurred thereafter was quite loud and my ears were still ringing when the guards showed up demanding entry to what they were sure was the shop being set a fire.
It took some convincing, though was finally able to put their minds at ease. I then took to the city to find said pot.
YES I TOOK MY CANE. I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS.
I believe that I found pieces of the steel pot scattered throughout the city as far north as the market. I will need to find a stronger metal than the simple steel that I had on hand. As this would not do well for the project if one were to fall asleep in the process of heating their waters.
This will not do. A new metal will need to be found. And I shall need to stay awake.
After a most interesting conversation with a scholar I took to shaping some metal into a crude pot with a tightened lid, then set a small fire underneath it. The idea was to see how long it would hold the heat. As I didn't want to melt the steel, I had placed a decent amount of water inside of the pot. I'm assuming that I fell asleep either due to too many leaves or from what the medics have been giving me in small amounts for the healing.
I awoke shortly before the pot took to flight, though was only able to push the pot over from the fire. It was making an interesting hissing noise, and I thought that maybe the tea was ready until I remembered that I wasn't making tea.
The bang that occurred thereafter was quite loud and my ears were still ringing when the guards showed up demanding entry to what they were sure was the shop being set a fire.
It took some convincing, though was finally able to put their minds at ease. I then took to the city to find said pot.
YES I TOOK MY CANE. I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS.
I believe that I found pieces of the steel pot scattered throughout the city as far north as the market. I will need to find a stronger metal than the simple steel that I had on hand. As this would not do well for the project if one were to fall asleep in the process of heating their waters.
This will not do. A new metal will need to be found. And I shall need to stay awake.
Written By Lisebet
March 17, 2021, 8:14 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)
Tea at the Jade Moon was lovely and I met Master Aaron Blackburn. That was a delight, he seems quite a nice fellow. I rather wish he worked on clothing for women as much as he does men.
And of course that turns my mind to thinking about the wedding and what shall I wear in honor of Sunaia and Pasquale.
Decisions, decisions.
And of course that turns my mind to thinking about the wedding and what shall I wear in honor of Sunaia and Pasquale.
Decisions, decisions.
Written By Zakhar
March 17, 2021, 7:18 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)
They always like to give medals. Though the silver was nice. able to upgrade the armors, got me a good sturdy cane too.
Written By Deva
March 17, 2021, 4:56 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)
I really need to be better about learning from past mistakes.
Written By Sydney
March 17, 2021, 2:58 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)
My wrist aches.
From turning pages fruitlessly in search of information that may not even exist.
From writing at length, more in a day than in the past several weeks of journals.
...and because my wrist aches as a matter of a course. If you pursue martial efforts, let none pressure you into overworking yourself. The consequences will be with you for the rest of your days.
From turning pages fruitlessly in search of information that may not even exist.
From writing at length, more in a day than in the past several weeks of journals.
...and because my wrist aches as a matter of a course. If you pursue martial efforts, let none pressure you into overworking yourself. The consequences will be with you for the rest of your days.
Written By Raja
March 17, 2021, 12:06 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)
I saw the most HILLARIOUS thing! I have to share it with the world. My dear reader, I hope you have your sense of humor about you. So, people often go to the training center or the Hollow to get some aggression out. They spar, they fight, they might even drink and curse at the same time! Well, that is what we were doing. We were taking turns sparring, drinking, and generally having a good time. Orland, or maybe I should call him Lord now. Whatever. Orland was there, quite enjoying himself. His feet were kicked up on the railing. His chair was leaned back and he held a glass of something nice in his hand. So, while we were just bullshitting around, in comes this group. Noone paid any particular attention to the group as it was a busy place to begin with. A woman in physician robes walked up behind Orland. Now, I was watching this whole thing. I watched her walk up behind Orland all sneaky like. I didn't say a damned word! Then, all of a sudden, she YELLS! Yes, she yells! She yelled something like, "I CAUGHT YOU SLACKING SQUIRE!" The moment became glorious as the man lost his shit! His glass went flying, alcohol spraying everyone nearby. His arms flailed, his feet kicked and he screamed like a little girl! I swear his voice even cracked! His feet went over his head and the next thing you know, this Lordling was sprawled out all undignified on the dirty floor of the Hollow. I nearly died, folk. I nearly died. I had to cling to my good friend Jhond lest I fall to the ground and join him. He was so embarrassed about it that I promised to immortalize the moment in my journals. Here's to you Orland! Cheers.
Written By Cirroch
March 17, 2021, 9:19 a.m.(2/16/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Sasha
I might have worn a new tread into the Giant Hall this morning the staff has already given me glares about taking a seat or to go pace the gardens.
Written By Piccola
March 17, 2021, 8:19 a.m.(2/16/1015 AR)
Wise general, remember that you first serve your House, but the society in which your House thrives must be defended.
Society executes its own mandates, which should be followed. If those mandates are wrong or attempts to guide that which it ought not to meddle, then it is a tyranny more formidable than physical oppression. Society leaves fewer means of escape from this wrong; it penetrates much more deeply into the details of life. Protection against this tyranny is not enough: true civility demands a defense against the tyranny of the prevailing opinion and feeling, ideas and practices, and tradition and history for those who dissent from them. To do otherwise fetters the change and evolution of what makes a society great: the welcoming of the new and novel, which sheds the light of discovery upon ignorance and superstition.
Thus, be wary of a return to times past, and change to embrace the times to come.
Society executes its own mandates, which should be followed. If those mandates are wrong or attempts to guide that which it ought not to meddle, then it is a tyranny more formidable than physical oppression. Society leaves fewer means of escape from this wrong; it penetrates much more deeply into the details of life. Protection against this tyranny is not enough: true civility demands a defense against the tyranny of the prevailing opinion and feeling, ideas and practices, and tradition and history for those who dissent from them. To do otherwise fetters the change and evolution of what makes a society great: the welcoming of the new and novel, which sheds the light of discovery upon ignorance and superstition.
Thus, be wary of a return to times past, and change to embrace the times to come.
Written By Evaristo
March 17, 2021, 5:15 a.m.(2/16/1015 AR)
It feels almost dream-like sometimes, what we did. But then reality hits home as I am reminded of the loss of Marquessa Sunniva.
But, when we did the memorial, and later the same day, a chance to speak to the waves and the wind, I felt great elation and I for the first time felt joy over the victory.
We did the near impossible and I intend to celebrate.
I have not recovered fully physically but I feel I have healed emotionally, and come out stronger.
I believe Marquessa Sunniva would be proud of me.
But, when we did the memorial, and later the same day, a chance to speak to the waves and the wind, I felt great elation and I for the first time felt joy over the victory.
We did the near impossible and I intend to celebrate.
I have not recovered fully physically but I feel I have healed emotionally, and come out stronger.
I believe Marquessa Sunniva would be proud of me.
Written By Mirari
March 17, 2021, 1:56 a.m.(2/16/1015 AR)
When I first came to arx from Setarco, I was so, so hungry for love. I was desperate for affection. Needy for attention, and craving devotion. I slacked my thirst upon not a small number of hearts, breaking them carelessly until I found a love in myself. Until I no longer needed the validation of any other. Until the caring of true friends finally gave me what I was looking for.
I have the love of a great many number of friends. But every romantic partner that I allow myself to give my heart to either leaves me or does not return it. After Costas, I told myself I would not do this again. But I did... And once more I am not enough for someone.
But it's alright, I'm enough for myself. And I don't need anymore lovers. Not without true devotion.
I have the love of a great many number of friends. But every romantic partner that I allow myself to give my heart to either leaves me or does not return it. After Costas, I told myself I would not do this again. But I did... And once more I am not enough for someone.
But it's alright, I'm enough for myself. And I don't need anymore lovers. Not without true devotion.
Written By Decius
March 16, 2021, 10:10 p.m.(2/16/1015 AR)
Just for the record, Brown Nut Ale did win out in the contest. I expect all Thrax taverns to begin stocking it immediately.
Written By Decius
March 16, 2021, 10:09 p.m.(2/16/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Catriona
My sister-in-law is very devious. I sued to think she was the more moderate when compared to my wife, but I think I am very much wrong. Anyone who thinks they can control her is sadly mistaken.
Written By Decius
March 16, 2021, 10:08 p.m.(2/15/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Coraline
I was tricked. It was not my fault, and I whispered, I swear.
Written By Aaron
March 16, 2021, 9:44 p.m.(2/15/1015 AR)
It seems Balakay has decided he has grasped all he needs to know from me, despite my protestations otherwise. Really, I think he's just eager for an excuse to get out into the wider world, and I can hardly blame him, having had the same wanderlust myself at his age. He said he plans to head towards Sanctum and then work his way up to Farhaven closer to summer. I wish him well.
I suppose this means it's time to find a new apprentice or two.
I suppose this means it's time to find a new apprentice or two.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.