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Written By Cadern

June 28, 2020, 9:08 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

A slower week than some but still there's much information to parse through. I don't know where these tangling leads will lead me. It was delightful to learn more about Uanna but I find more and more my thoughts brought around to the story of flame. Like many stories i've looked into the story begins beyond mortal reckoning an unbroken tale that hints at secrets that may be critical for us to survive what comes next. I wonder though... am I failing to find the point by looking more to the story than to what the story might instruct us to do?

Written By Kedehern

June 28, 2020, 9:04 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Amari

I could have told you that. The 'Dullest Oathlander' is actually a farrier by the name of Milton, who works for the Telmar. He does fine work, but he's about as interesting a conversationalist as watching grass grow.

Written By Sabella

June 28, 2020, 9 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

The children are growing so much I feel like I need to add a whole new list of painters to the one we already have for I've commissioned so many portraits lately that surely I am tiring them out! But I don't want to miss capturing a moment of how charming Relara is or how contemplative Gareth is or how cute Lulu is or how mischievous Clara is! They're growing so fast I simply cannot believe it! And of course my mother and father and Prince Tyrval all need to have updated portraits so people will comment upon them and they can gush about how adorable and wonderful they are!

I do hope there's not a paint shortage next.

Written By Domonico

June 28, 2020, 8:13 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

I must confess that the duel between Princess Sorrel Thrax and Lord Alecstazi Halfshav was interesting to say the least. While I don't have much time for jousting myself (horses being of limited use on ships), I must say that the skill and fortitude of both Champions was impressive.
I understand the role that the Champions play in society and the culture of the Compact but... some of the reasons that have been used for issuing a Challenge in the past have been rather... weak in my opinion.
It does not take away however from the skill of the Champions themselves, that I will say.

Written By Oddmun

June 28, 2020, 7:43 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Today, my champion, Lord Alecstazi Halfshav, took to the fields of honor to duel Princess Sorrel Velenosa over the matter started with Princess Zara Valardin over the horses of the Northern lands being of better blood than those of the Western lands. Champion Halfshav took an early lead as the first pass on the tilt proved that he barely had an advantage.

In the second round, Champion Sorrel struck a blow so powerful that Alecstazi was dehorsed and I was for sure that he was injured enough that if he had chosen to quit the challenge then and there, I would have admitted to Princess Zara that the Oathlands mounts were better. But instead, Alecstazi rose to his feet, got back in the saddle and defeated Sorrel in the final round, coming away with the victory--and Princess Zara's acknowledgement that Sanna horses should be in the conversation of great horses of the lands.

I am sure if I had lost this duel, it would have been a powerful setback for all I have done to promote our stock. Lady Sapphira has promised a song as epic as the event itself. I am grateful to Alecstazi for his duty to the champions and if he should ever require the assistance of Sanna house, I will be proud to offer my services.

Written By Ophira

June 28, 2020, 7:29 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

With the way I've been lurking in archives and dusty old book shops, the dust seems to have become a second skin. But I find that even after bathing, the knowledge of what I've read and learned seem to linger proving far more troublesome to remove than ride hitching dust bunnies.

Written By Brigid

June 28, 2020, 7:25 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

I sometimes wish that I were a winged creature able to sore high above and peer at the land below. Maybe then I'd see paths clearer and not find myself pricked by brambles.

Written By Valencia

June 28, 2020, 6:36 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Enough of waiting for others and things that may never come.

More than ever before, now seems to be the time to turn eyes to the future. Time to follow my own dreams and passions. Time to let my Hart open wider and to grow bigger than before. Time to move forward and to see what might be in store.

I know it will not always be easy. And, I know my journey may be long. But hopefully it will continue in excellent company and with event greater fortune.


Written By Monique

June 28, 2020, 6:16 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

When we arrived at Farmorn Point, in my heart of hearts, I thought our task impossible. There were already so many envoys, a plethora of barriers in our path. But one by one, my companions cut through them, tore them down as if they'd never existed at all.

Ras, whose investigative skills are beyond compare, and whose contacts, employed by Prince Sebastian Pravus, finally found us the way forward.

Delia and Anisha Whisper, whose flawless diplomacy, charm and grace secured that dangerous path out to the Eurusi ships (there may have been a hint of bribery, too; I don't judge), and swayed the hardened hearts and minds of soldiers who else would have slain us.

Argus the Cruel, you hold a special place in my heart. Thank you for the loan of your ship.

To the Marquis Dante DiFidante. Your letter changed the tides, my friend. I still don't know what was in it, but whatever it was was inestimably important. I hope the news carries to Eurus to those there who will receive your efforts with love and gratitude.

Lady Alessia Mazetti, to whom I owe my life, and the life of His Royal Highness, Prince Damik'uhl'daja. How you knew his brother's forces would attack, before I think even they knew they would attack, will, I suspect, remain forever a mystery to me. But I will never forget it.

Nor will I forget the way Lady Alessia and Prince Sebastian Pravus fought, back to back, in a grim defiance of the odds against us, in defense of our lives, and in defense of the Compact forces, though we knew it not at the time.

It was not until the deck was quiet and the day won for us by your bravery, my friends, that we saw the smoke rising from Sungreet, the obvious battle raging in the distance. Templars and Knights of Solace and slaves fighting desperately against mages and adepts from Eurus, battling valiantly against Helianthus and the forces of Prince Galik'uhl'daja. We saw the horrifying damage done, the Compact forces on the verge of being completely destroyed.

And you, who had put your lives on the line already to secure the aid of Prince Damik'uhl'daja, did not hesitate as we turned our forces to their rescue. And for that, I, and the Compact, owe you great thanks. You have not been lauded as heroes and heroines of Sungreet for no reason, but because in the face of fear you chose instead the courage to continue, and to triumph.

But we did not all continue. Duke Ansel Telmar, who lent guards to my effort, and lost them. I am grateful for your trust, for those souls who lost their lives in my defense. They will be remembered and honored properly. And to Swift Grayhope. There are so many things I will remember. May your next incarnation be as exciting as this one was.

My appreciation for each and every one of you is endless, reaffirming that it is not where you are in life that matters, but who you have by your side. You believed in this crazy plot of mine when so many didn't. And I have learned now, because of you, that critics are loud, but success is deafening.

Thank you. I will remember.

Written By Acacia

June 28, 2020, 6:09 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

I don't write often in this thing. It still feels strange to air my deeply personal thoughts for all to see. But I will say that, despite all odds, I had a very good week in the end, and sometimes you realize just how lucky you are and that bears saying publicly.

I have no idea what the coming days will bring, but I have faith we'll see it through, and have some great tales to share by the fireside by the end of it.

Gods bless us all -- especially those I love and care for, those I fight beside and those wild, brave and beautiful few who make up my chosen family.

You make a lass feel more blessed than she ever thought possible. I'm honored and grateful to you. I just hope you don't get me killed one day. But if you do, let's make it glorious and fun!

Until our next chance to play, loves. Can't wait.

Written By Ras

June 28, 2020, 5:09 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Letting someone down when they think nice things about you ain't fun but sometimes it's only fair.

There's changes I wanna see in my life, but maybe I'll only end up seeing myself change.

Written By Valencia

June 28, 2020, 4:51 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Another excellent Sip n'Spar event at my Hart and even more wonderful donations have been made to help our Hart make our city and realm a better place for all.

I am so very grateful to those who care so deeply for this city and donate to the Hart so often and so generously. They inspire me with their kindness and vision for a better Arx. Out of respect, I will wait to hear back from them to see if they are willing to be publicly acknowledged for their donations, but it goes without saying how grateful I am for their kindness, generosity and love of community.

As ever the Golden Hart vows to continue to raise spirits, silver and support so that all in our realm may thrive and be strong.

And again, and I cannot say this enough, thank you to all our generous supporters -- past, present and future.

I know together we can do so much.


Written By Drake

June 28, 2020, 4:09 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Great to see the joust between Princess Sorrel and Lord Alecstazi today. I always think it is best when the event isn't a blow-out. It keeps the crowd on the edges of their seats!

Written By Lucita

June 28, 2020, 2:14 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Getting people interested in the same topic to talk to each other instead of me, who can do nothing about such a topic, seems like herding cats...or rowdy puppies....or several sets of five-year old twins.

Written By Lucita

June 28, 2020, 2:10 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Mirk

I've started to notice that the whiskey bottle comes out whenever we start a conversation any more. I'm not sure if it is to brace one-self for what is to be heard, or to ready for what is to be said. Either way, my new goal for a future meeting is a calm, easy going, sips of mead or ale or juice or wine or something one can enjoy in some easy going banter. Wonder if that goal will ever be reached?

Written By Piccola

June 28, 2020, 1:06 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

In my travels, I met a man who told me of three rules:

1. The more prohibitions that are imposed on the people, the poorer they become.
2. The more laws that exist, the more thieves shall arise.
3. The more tightly you hold onto things, the more things will slip through your fingers.

So it is that the freedom of every individual is only the reflection of their own humanity, but that humanity strains and yearns for release from bondage.

Written By Rowenova

June 28, 2020, 12:09 p.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

Sometimes, I joke that I am the Luckiest Woman. I think it is true, though. Others in Love may disagree. I can empathize with their perspective, indeed.

I never thought I would find Love again, but I am so lucky that Love came to me when I least expected it to, and it came to me in the form of a Northern born who was raised right and who writes to me as well as works hard and much more!

To the Finest of Men: thank you.

Written By Zyn

June 28, 2020, 11:53 a.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

I hate shopping. I hate shopping for armor. Why do I need that anyway? It'll only slow me down but the Cap'n insists. Guess he didn't like my idea of just not getting hit by anything.

Written By Ahrsen

June 28, 2020, 11:22 a.m.(7/22/1013 AR)

It's about time to go reaving again, I'm looking forward to sailing the seas and taking what is owed me and leaving the rest for the deep.

Written By Dio

June 28, 2020, 10:23 a.m.(7/21/1013 AR)

Being at sea puts one in close quarters with a crew. Most times, a sailor comes to both love and hate their crew. They are like family: their faults are magnified, but one relies on them for survival. One is, in the end, grateful for human faces, amid the vastness of the sea and sky.

In Arx, the myriad human forms of all shapes and sizes are so vast as to become a sea, and can drown a sailor just as easily. Makes one grateful for a quiet moment, or missive from someone familiar. They become a port of call, a much needed anchor.

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