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Written By Mattheu

Sept. 30, 2021, 8:56 a.m.(4/18/1016 AR)

A whirlwind of momentum heading into spring, spinning, dancing, learning of old traits, and finding new friends along with being able to share a playful dance with those that I've already begun to know. So many good things are occurring within the city, while the whole declares that my family and those like us are to be kept under the watchful eye. I can only hope that this means that they will hold true to the promises of being helpful and kind. Though only time will tell there.
Individuals are amazing, and for each that I am able to talk and be with, they allow me to be myself, and not some version of a shell that stands before them.
Though I am always watchful, and do know there are times in which I must keep my head down and my bells silent.

Written By Zakhar

Sept. 30, 2021, 8:48 a.m.(4/18/1016 AR)

a moment of too much smoke and suddenly I was referring to everyone as the Archduchess. I'm surprised that more of the nobles didn't correct me. It was as if they all wished to be her. For one reason or another, this sounds fitting...

Written By Cassiopeia

Sept. 30, 2021, 1:04 a.m.(4/17/1016 AR)

Dearest reader,

I remember when I was little girl, sitting up on the ledge of a wall, looking down the mountain at the jungles far, far below. Everything looked so small and I felt so big. Then, there was a point in which that flipped and everything turned upside down. Pieces everywhere. Scattered. But I'm still sitting on top of the mountain, even though the world isn't so far below. When you stop running, everything catches up, but if you are still enough, it just keeps going.

There hasn't been a single moment, that I haven't felt blessed. It's not always pleasant, it is has taken perseverance and strife, but that is what makes everything so much more important now.

Tonight I welcomed home, my brother returned, and my cousin who has never yet set foot on this ground. To see home in their eyes, to have us all together, that is home for me. Thank you.

I see so many beautiful faces when I looked around, and I am in awe.

Written By Grady

Sept. 29, 2021, 11:01 p.m.(4/17/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Savio

It would be an odd world, wouldn't it be, if we were not all of us at least a little bit human. Fallible, weak in all the ways we don't want to be, sometimes even broken. A little bit prone to anger, to judgement, a little bit frightened, a little bit selfish, vain.

Do you think we so recoil from these traits when we see them in others because they embody so much of what we hate about ourselves? I hadn't thought of the question in that light until just now.

I do apologize for setting none of this in verse. While I know we all of us need a good laugh every now and again, you will forgive me, I hope, if I save the particular joke that is my attempts at poetry so that it remains between my wife and myself. You are a gifted musician, but her laughter, I think, must be the more beautiful music.

And there it is. There we see MY particular bit of vanity. This is a white journal, after all. There are traditions which much be upheld.

Written By Savio

Sept. 29, 2021, 3:53 p.m.(4/17/1016 AR)

An Ode to the White Journals II

Mine is the best and I want you to know
That none are better than mine
You have something different than me
And I guess, for you, that's fine

I would never call you by name
Or describe your choices with doubt
But a pointed word here, a little jab there
You'll know who I'm talking about

Darling, don't be cross about this
Don't send me a sour reply
Cause I've made sure that all I said
Can be plausibly denied

Mine is the best and I'm making a point
That I am better than you
Take it and like it, smile and nod
Of course, what else can you do?

Written By Medeia

Sept. 29, 2021, 12:46 a.m.(4/15/1016 AR)

My husband went to Bastion to help discover the state of things in the wake of the horrific losses there. He returned injured, but I suspect he took a head injury I was not informed of. He speaks of his deeds in the last year - leaving off nearly an entire year of our marriage! The twins will be a year old in a handful of days.

I worry about the world that will be when they are old enough to embark on the kinds of missions that Haakon and I are duty-bound to go on. Will those of us working so hard make enough of a difference that what they face is less daunting? I hope so, and that is why I do not shirk my duty. Hope is not a passive thing, we must actively engage in it.

And in the meantime, I will seek those moments of humor and joy that I can so that they do not lose out on their childhood. They will grow up knowing they are loved and seeing an example of a political marriage that thrives.

Written By Titus

Sept. 28, 2021, 6:49 p.m.(4/15/1016 AR)

There's a very good piece of wisdom that would have found it's way across all domains and continents. Knowledge can be a dangerous thing when you know enough of a subject to think you're right, but not enough to know you're wrong.

Which is why having a mentor from your overlord's or highlord's house is crucial for houses that have newly joined the Compact.

There's no weakness in seeking knowledge or identifying that you don't know what you don't know.

I'm thankful that I have mentors ready and available.

Written By Savio

Sept. 28, 2021, 6:07 p.m.(4/15/1016 AR)

Branches bare begin anew, with bright green leaves unfurled
A secret ache, a pristine start, delirious new world
But within every birth is scribed a silent, withered end
And every lively warmth is to a fatal frost condemned
When all of life boasts hopefulness on brightly painted wings
What a sweet and fleeting artifice, the promises of spring.

Written By Rosalind

Sept. 28, 2021, 5:18 p.m.(4/15/1016 AR)

I forgot how itchy the healing process is! The fact they're insect bites has nothing to do with it, I swear!

Written By Temira

Sept. 28, 2021, 4:06 p.m.(4/15/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Medeia

Having returned home, she was warm and friendly. I had only encountered her a few times before so it was very nice. She is completely loyal to our family and to have someone like that, I must say I am quite impressed my near brother managed to marry someone like her. Eswynds may seem brutish to other, but we do have quite good taste. Haakon choosing her is proof of that.

Written By Temira

Sept. 28, 2021, 3:51 p.m.(4/15/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Medeia

She is a kind woman who is loyal to my family, especially that stick in the mud near brother of mine

Written By Gianna

Sept. 28, 2021, 3:06 p.m.(4/15/1016 AR)

I've paid a visit to the Artshall District to check in on the new chapter of the Bard's College being built there. The foundation is there, strong and sturdy, and the acoustics will be amazing if all goes according to plan. It's significantly smaller than the College in Arx. Sometimes we still clear out older rooms in that building, discovering new things. Dusty things. A lot of sneezing is involved.

I think I'll see about Fortunato painting more nightingales in the new chapter, as he did at the Conservatory in the Whisper Palace. I think it was Fortunato. I'll have to consult my notes.

Written By Viviana

Sept. 28, 2021, 10:32 a.m.(4/14/1016 AR)

I never saw myself as being the beau idéal of a storybook knight. But. If I knew to be aware of a proper champion's welcome back -- I would have sought out to be a squire years ago.

Good gods.

Written By Piccola

Sept. 27, 2021, 8:38 p.m.(4/13/1016 AR)

Even if they will fall and wither away, I still enjoy sitting in the shadows of leaves.

The winter has given way to spring. It did not leave without taking something. This is the way of winter; it is not unexpected. But that does not make the pierce any less painful. War has prepared me for pain, but not of this kind.

I remember when I thought I had no family. I lived away from Iriscal, wherever business would have me. And then, one day, I returned and was given a home once more. I justifiably feared that it would be taken away again, as it once had.

I did not foresee how it would be taken a second time from me.

Written By Breccan

Sept. 27, 2021, 7:27 p.m.(4/13/1016 AR)

The spring weather is here and I can't be any happier. Spring is the sign of new life and rebirth. As always, I find myself busy in the garden, yanking weeds, planting flowers and keeping our bees happy.

Days like this I miss my brother as well. I miss working alongside him, even in competition.

Written By Medeia

Sept. 27, 2021, 5:10 p.m.(4/13/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Jaenelle

It is always a joy to have a wine bottled for a special occasion, but there is something truly magnificent about creating a wine for a special occasion. Archduchess Jaenelle has been the best to work with on such a project! And I cannot understate how much honor and pride I felt having the vintners of Saikland recognized at such a prestigious event. The fortified wine is as bold as she - and her new husband - is, layering the distinct characteristics of a single grape varietal into a deceptively strong yet velvety smooth drink. The aim was to create a wine that would not only be worthy of the couple and their celebration, but a wine that would evoke the spirit of them and their union.

I think we accomplished that. And though duty kept me from attending the event myself, it was a pleasure to see the intention to celebrate the second anniversary with it. Archduchess, I tucked a few bottles aside, just in case. Should you find yourself without a bottle come that day? Send word and one will be sent to you.

Written By Caprice

Sept. 27, 2021, 10:46 a.m.(4/12/1016 AR)

Whiskey is still my favorite drink, but I have a new love for a good cup of coffee - particularly when it is paired with a short stack of beautifully-written whites to read. I may be just a little in love with today's poets, many whom I have not met. Yet.

Written By Ida

Sept. 27, 2021, 6:50 a.m.(4/12/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Jaenelle

It was a great honor to be asked to design a dagger for the wedding reception, and I am grateful still to have been trusted with the work.

Written By Temira

Sept. 27, 2021, 6:08 a.m.(4/12/1016 AR)

I also have taken a liking to someone, but I wont purse anytime soon. The time is not right, but I believe someday it will be. That brings a smile to my face and in the back of my heart I look forward to when I shall boldly proclaim my feelings, and I see them returned. But until that day so far away. I am more than content to just be good company

Written By Temira

Sept. 27, 2021, 6:04 a.m.(4/12/1016 AR)

I am so proud to have witnessed the Ritual my near-brother was in. He tasked me with a song, and I think I lived up to his expectations. Which is always something that makes me happy.

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