Written By Jyri
Aug. 29, 2018, 5:10 a.m.(6/25/1009 AR)
I got a spear again. I plan on leaning on it a lot.
Written By Jyri
Aug. 25, 2018, 4:29 p.m.(6/18/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
Following until death.
Written By Jyri
Aug. 24, 2018, 6:54 a.m.(6/14/1009 AR)
It has taken years to realise that the solution to a problem does not always lie at the sharp end of a blade. I might miss the life I had some times, but the past can not change. The future is not written yet - that is mine to write.
Written By Jyri
Aug. 22, 2018, 5:35 p.m.(6/11/1009 AR)
Marquis Rymarr has now all rights to tell me 'Nothing is ever that easy', 'I told you so', and 'Always bring a horse.'
Written By Jyri
Aug. 19, 2018, 3:39 p.m.(6/5/1009 AR)
Have read books for Raavas. Reminded me of stories from my own childhood - that are best forgotten. His future lies in the Arx.
Now he wants to be a writer. Tomorrow he might want to be a painter. He can be anything he wants - he has a choice.
Now he wants to be a writer. Tomorrow he might want to be a painter. He can be anything he wants - he has a choice.
Written By Jyri
Aug. 6, 2018, 12:11 p.m.(5/2/1009 AR)
Counted number of vomit on the street. Found five. Three less than last week same day on the same street. I believe me convincing the puking perpetrators to scoop it up and put it in their hats last week might have something to do with this. Will continue to inspire the people of this street, with its bars, along these lines. This week: puke in money pouches or pockets. Must not be boring.
Written By Jyri
Feb. 20, 2018, 3:37 a.m.(3/22/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Shard
The faith will not be what saves them. It is those that stand firm, and rise against the tide.
Their prophets will not come swooping from the sky to collect and protect them from the horrors to come.
Conformity and faith makes them soft and weak.
It is only as One and trust in yourself and your weapon that you may survive.
As I come to this city and see their festivals. Their palisades. I wonder will they scream their betrayal if their day is not won.
I do not fear for myself. I fear for conformity breeding contempt. I fear Jyson growing up in this light.
I have no fear of my words, scholar. Put them to paper.
Their prophets will not come swooping from the sky to collect and protect them from the horrors to come.
Conformity and faith makes them soft and weak.
It is only as One and trust in yourself and your weapon that you may survive.
As I come to this city and see their festivals. Their palisades. I wonder will they scream their betrayal if their day is not won.
I do not fear for myself. I fear for conformity breeding contempt. I fear Jyson growing up in this light.
I have no fear of my words, scholar. Put them to paper.
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