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Written By Drake

Aug. 23, 2020, 11:33 a.m.(11/21/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Adalyn

Congratulations to Lady Adalyn for an excellent performance at the Joust, and thanks to Cristoph for keeping the sport running so smoothly.

Gloria was truly honored on this day.

Best two out of three, next time.

Written By Perronne

Aug. 23, 2020, 11:25 a.m.(11/21/1013 AR)

There are beautiful and wondrous people in the world.

Some of them are strange, and dangerous, and I don't pretend to understand the whole of how they came to be, but the world is better off for them being in it.

I think we should all remember that, and look for the beauty in the strange.

Without being a COMPLETE idiot about it, of course! Only half an idiot. Half an idiot is just enough of an idiot where you think 'I can definitely climb down that cliff' without going all the way to 'I can leap off that cliff and fly'.

Mark your idiot scale accordingly!

Written By Rosalind

Aug. 23, 2020, 11:06 a.m.(11/21/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Adalyn

I heard my new friend I met while drawing the best map won the joust! Congratulations Lady Adalyn! When we go to Stormheart, I bet you'll show that mountain whose boss!

Written By Thea

Aug. 23, 2020, 11:03 a.m.(11/21/1013 AR)

The more things I learn...I sometimes wonder what I'm getting myself into.

Written By Kastelon

Aug. 23, 2020, 9:19 a.m.(11/21/1013 AR)

The joust was glorious.

Written By Ilira

Aug. 23, 2020, 6:32 a.m.(11/21/1013 AR)

"People are a vice."
A noblest thing to say.

Written By Apollo

Aug. 23, 2020, 5:02 a.m.(11/21/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Adalyn

I don't even like jousts, but that was a thing to see. You were glorious.

Written By Sunniva

Aug. 22, 2020, 11:33 p.m.(11/20/1013 AR)

After nearly ten years of marriage, Orvyn and I are finally expecting an heir. A child...after so many years, I had begun to think it was a blessing we would never experience and I am so very pleased to find that is not the case. And so many around us are in similar states - I imagine there will be quite the competition for the best nannies in the coming months!

Written By Porter

Aug. 22, 2020, 11:11 p.m.(11/20/1013 AR)

There's not nearly enough ships.

Written By Ras

Aug. 22, 2020, 10:36 p.m.(11/20/1013 AR)

After what happened in the Fox, I started seeing chained monsters in all sorts of folk. Took a lot of guts to keep asking, and all my skill at reading faces to believe the answers. But the person I most saw a monster in was myself. I threw a dog, and then a dog threw me.

If the twelfth could be saved, I thought I'd have done like Juniper hoped. Been the change for myself and the change for others. I'd have solved the weapons case too, or at least the reason behind why I got hired. A whole tribe could've been saved. I put away my knives, and I wore her dagger. Only ever blooded in the act of helping.

Would've proved I wasn't a monster. But shit didn't turn out how I hoped. Me, Ras, I'm the destroyer of hope. Can I ever belt Hope back on without hating myself? Everything's my fault. I wanted to give the twelfth a name, to call him Hope too. But there are rules, and I dunno how the world works.

Whether there's power in names or not, my name ain't just Ras anymore. The one whose song is interwoven with mine, the one I cherish -- she gave me hers. We're married now. She's from the Free People, and they don't fight. They ain't cowards though. Never really understood til I got how much harder it is to listen to somebody talk shit and not punch em in the face. Sometimes the bravest thing to do is just listen, and I gotta be brave for the folk I love.

And I love stormbird. Her smile's worth the world. Verity Locke said we were 'complementary forces' and we gotta learn from each other. Reckon I've learned a lot from stormbird, but I know this: the Dune Emperor'd just wipe out the whole tribe of the Free People if they were found. That's what happens when you don't fight monsters. I can't let that happen to stormbird or anyone else I love. There are people, and there are monsters. And I won't be a monster.

MY NAME IS RAS AL-KATIBI OF THE FREE PEOPLE. And I'll never hit another person ever again. I swear this oath by Limerance in the eyes of Vellichor.

Some monsters might be people too. But of the ones I've hit or tried to hit in the past couple years, I can only think of a few who were really monsters. Reigna Keaton ain't a monster. The clerk at Uppers Market Services wasn't, and that was a world of shit. Apollo Oakwood, Alban Farshaw, Azhan Arrynfield, Insaya Bergere, Amantha Harrow, Hamish Farmer, Lenne Crovane, Jeffy, Nyce, Syd, Strozza Mazetti, Raja Culler, Corrigan Grayhope, Magpie Grayhope, Sirius Valardin, Alarissa Thrax, Wagner Ulbran. Shard... and whoever else.

None of you are monsters. Even if some of you are assholes. And some of you are my friends.

Written By Eirene

Aug. 22, 2020, 7:49 p.m.(11/20/1013 AR)

I hate grounding myself from dangerous pursuits, but I'm not stupid. I know when to take a step back from the danger lines and when to set aside my usual habits. It sucks ass. But it's for the best in the end.

Written By Ilira

Aug. 22, 2020, 6:20 p.m.(11/20/1013 AR)

My. Quite the day I've had, particularly given my recent period of slump.
Who knew it all comes together when I just show up.

Written By Rosalind

Aug. 22, 2020, 10:46 a.m.(11/19/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Aella

I'm so proud of my sister! For never ever caring what people think. Ever. Of what comes out of her mouth. EVER! I can only wish to be half the woman she is...

Written By Rosalind

Aug. 22, 2020, 10:43 a.m.(11/19/1013 AR)

I've been learning new things, scholar! Yes I have! Not just about my own lands, but OTHERS! Which I think is good! It means I'm getting out of my own comfort zone! Yes scholar, I do get uncomfortable leaving my own ward. For REASONS! But I'm getting there. It's a step in the right direction.

Written By Lucita

Aug. 22, 2020, 10:21 a.m.(11/19/1013 AR)

An early morning ride ending with breakfast with family and friends, such a nice start to a day.

Written By Svana

Aug. 22, 2020, 9:49 a.m.(11/19/1013 AR)

This is an unfortunately delayed journal entry due to my two little monsters having rashes and starting to grow teeth. Teeth! They are hungry now for barley and milk. A bit before bed seems to help them through the night with the teething pain.

My open house at The Silver Lining was what I would personally consider a huge success. I never once imagined that so many people would show up. I met so many new people who were interested in what I do. I especially appreciated getting to know Baroness Margerie and Lord Kastelon. Thank you to all of you who showed up for the event, and those who have purchased from me in the past - whether it was from the shop or personally. I do so appreciate each and every one of you.

Written By Tanith

Aug. 22, 2020, 1:39 a.m.(11/19/1013 AR)

If anything happens to me, my dog Atli goes to my sister, Emara.

He's nice, Em; he doesn't even hurt spiders.

Might go after your turnips, though.

Written By Sydney

Aug. 21, 2020, 10:24 p.m.(11/18/1013 AR)

I have been given a great deal to think about in recent days - frankly, more than I anticipated having to, given the nature of things. I look back on some of my earlier entries where I wrote with such passion and fervor, and I wonder where that version of myself got off to.

Merely consumed by other tasks that are of equal importance to her, I know.

All the same, I do hope she returns.

Written By Ida

Aug. 21, 2020, 4:33 p.m.(11/18/1013 AR)

Relationship Note on Piccola

Y'know, I have never tried to forge armor with pockets. Armor isn't something I get asked to do often, so it never even came to mind over the years, much as I do like pockets myself. I'm willing to give it a try! I might even have an idea as well.

Written By Brianna

Aug. 21, 2020, 2:20 p.m.(11/18/1013 AR)

Five months along, four months to go. I am cherishing every moment that my body still feels like my own, because I know that soon, it will belong entirely to the child and its whims. At least I once more have an appetite. Gods, how I once judged all of the women who wrote about their pregnancies in the Whites. Maybe I was envious. Maybe I'll judge myself later, in retrospect.

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