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Written By Kritr

May 12, 2019, 9:52 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

It is surprising how many people seem surprised that people want to fix what they broke.

Written By Katarina

May 12, 2019, 9:31 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

An open question to any who would answer, how do you define honor? I once read a book that dictated personal honor is the highest form of discipline and justice, however, such book also instructed that the only true judge of one's honor is the person themselves. So with that, I ask, how do you define honor?

For me, I think it lies somewhere between personal responsibility for one's decisions and the duty one owes to the world, its citizens, one's fealty, and faith.

Written By Ajax

May 12, 2019, 9:31 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

You know, as a child. I used to not dream of hurting a fly, I remember those days with fondness, and those memories I cherish with a care of a man who doesn't wish to lose what he has left.

My mother was a very pious woman, it used to drive my father insane the back and forth was usually followed by my laughter as a child who couldn't understand why my parents were having a heated talk before supper. Still though, she would tell me stories and places she wished to visit.

I took a job as part of a guard to Sanctum, unfortunately, she was a causality of the Tyde rebellion so she never got to see it. But part of me in the aftermath of it all just wishes she was still around so I could go to her and tell here that she was right. It is as beautiful as she had heard.

Written By Khanne

May 12, 2019, 9:18 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

I feel like I am constantly learning. In part, I study to better myself and work towards my goals. I also spend a great deal of time trying to help others find answers to their own riddles... but sometimes, I wish I knew more. Sometimes, someone comes to me with a problem I so very much wish I could help them with. Sometimes, my heart hurts for their pain, and I wish I could help them more.

But I am one person. I cannot do all the things... but I can be here, and offer them love from that heart that hurts for their pain.

Written By Katarina

May 12, 2019, 9:14 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

I sincerely wonder if people actually consider what it is that they write in the whites, moreover, if they stop to think of the potential consequences that could be faced by other people when they do so. I think it wise to consider each thing a person puts in writing before doing so.

Written By Jaenelle

May 12, 2019, 9:09 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

Family is everything. Without them, those by blood and choice, I would be lost.

Written By Braith

May 12, 2019, 8:49 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Maja

I never thought creating stories and songs was that difficult but when constructing a ballad of love and loss for someone of import to myself, it becomes increasingly difficult to affect the right words. I am trying. Soon you will have a story worth acting out on stage.

Written By Marisol

May 12, 2019, 8:48 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Radhilde

To my protege and soon to be member of House Tyde, congratulations! I am very happy for your good fortune and am very much looking forward to celebrating with you and yours. To a lovely lady and her intended. All the happiness and success.

Written By Evonleigh

May 12, 2019, 8:04 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

The play is coming together well, and I am so excited to be able to work with so many talented performers and artisans. I admit I am so much more nervous as the writer and the director than I ever have been in a lifetime of performing. I fear I will be unable to look at the audience at all when at last it's opening night, and for the first time ever will I experience stage fright.

Someone have a Mercy on hand in case I faint.

Written By Sudara

May 12, 2019, 6:54 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

It feels as if it was merely a matter of weeks since I was barely half way through my 'thirties', and could safely consider myself somewhat on the young side to be a widow. I felt that I stood out, if only in contrast, among the glittering and seemingly-untroubled courtiers of Arx. But of late I have become increasingly aware that my thirties are behind me, and that widowhood becomes ever less surprising as a state of life - both as a result of my age, and of the remarkable death toll among the Compact's leaders in recent years. Though there is still glitter and glory for those who seek them, the number of lost loves and fallen leaders seems to grow by the month. Yet there are still people of power and influence doing their best to avert wars, uncover criminals, and help the Compact to live up to its ideals. That they not only continue to try, but manage to succeed, lifts one's soul.

Written By Sudara

May 12, 2019, 6:54 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

'Can you help me develop a trade port?' is not a question that my youthful self would have thought would lie in her future: spare daughters of spare sons rarely receive such fascinating opportunities, after all. But I am rather glad that it now has: the Count of Brighthold was kind enough to turn to Esterhold, among other places, in his efforts to build a prosperous future for his people. That our combined efforts succeeded is welcome on their account - and also more selfishly on my own. May my education continue through such unexpected and productive challenges.

Written By Evonleigh

May 12, 2019, 6:38 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

I do not mind the snow and ice outdoors, but when it follows me inside as it has done now on two occasions, it is a little strange. And very cold.

Has anyone else woken to frost on their pillow? It seemed benign, at least -- so far. I always do like to be recognized, but I prefer it in the city streets then in my dreams.

Written By Mayir

May 12, 2019, 4:53 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Nurie

Sometimes, in the midst of a lot of scary stuff, all you need is a night out with a great girl.

Written By Evaristo

May 12, 2019, 4:39 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

Planning a trip to the south. Got some trading to do and an island with a beach to visit. Will be nice to get away from the cold for a spell! And with good friends, to boot.

Anyone reading this, if you want something shipped to the southern islands or the Lyceum, let me know!

Written By Valdemar

May 12, 2019, 3:45 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

Sons,

As you grow up, you will be afforded a great many privileges by your birth. You are noblemen of the Mourning Isles, sons of a Duke. But that does not mean you can afford to avoid examining your faults, as many of our station seem prone to doing. It is not a pleasant thing to do, boys, to look into the mirror and face everything you see there. All of the doubts. Whatever anger, pain, and frustration plague you. It can get ugly, at times, I know as well as anyone.

If you can't find the courage to face these things, though, they will rule you. Without examining your weaknesses, whether rage, lust, greed, vanity, or any others are among them, you will never understand how to control them so that they cannot control you. Maybe you will even find ways to use them, healthy outlets for them. Or perhaps you will simply have to conquer them; you have stubborn, willful blood running in your veins without a doubt. Either way, being enslaved to these things is not a fate I ever want for you, both because I love you, and because you are too important to the future of our people for such terrible weakness to take root. If you want an example of what happens when our leaders lack this understanding, seek out stories of Koraj Marin and what his fall did to the Mourning Isles.

Written By Tescelina

May 12, 2019, 3:36 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

I sat at the bank of a river and watched a young girl break ice with a mallet and pour the water into a bucket and carry it back up from the hill from which she came, the way the ice broke into floes like islets was fascinating to me.

I went down and took one of the shards and held it in my hand until it melted into a puddle as though I watched the life cycle of an entire Dream. I thought, as it occurred, perhaps the ice woke up.

It was a soft demise.

The girl returned with an empty bucket and she asked me what I was doing and that I had made the hem of my dress wet from how close I went to the river and that I would freeze, if I were not careful.

I asked her if she hated the ice, when she struck it with the mallet. Or if she ever wondered if it regretted turning back to water.

She said, "Its only ice, m'lady. I just wanted the water underneath."

It was a pleasant encounter.

Written By Octavia

May 12, 2019, 2:07 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

Relationship Note on Rysen

I highly recommend, Lord Rysen, that you be careful regarding your accusations of preferences for violence over truth. They do not become a person of your station, and they could tip the "court of public opinion" against you.

Honor duels are a respected tradition in this city, and the traditional way for solving such disputes. If that is news to you, then I fear the people responsible for your education failed you.

Written By Domonico

May 12, 2019, 2:01 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

Last night I dreamt of the sea calling to me.
Perhaps I've been away from it for too long.

Written By Preston

May 12, 2019, 12:23 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

In our pilgrimage across the Oathlands, I heard many voices full of worry. They were scared because of changes. Scared of what the prodigals meant. Scared the Faith was now somehow weak or reluctant.

I understand those fears - change is hard. It is difficult. But the prodigals have sworn their oaths and bent their knee. All should be given a chance, though of course those we suspect we should watch closely. Yet, if we do not give them a chance, if we do not allow them a path to the correct ways, then how can we judge them guilty? And Gloria commands clearly that we must not harm the innocents. In our haste to do what is right, we would instead do what is wrong and in so doing distance ourselves from the Gods.

In terms of the other, the idea the Faith is somehow weakened because we tolerate the Heresy in the North? We do not. But we give them a chance to recant. A chance, that is all. Mother Bianca offers them the forgiveness and love the Faith holds for all its children, for all our brothers and sisters. If they reject that, I firmly believe you will see our resolve. I expect should word come that they have rejected Mother Bianca that my Templars and I will be sent by the Dominus to resolve this matter.

Peace should be tried first though, because that ability to attempt peace, to try to take a better path, that is what separates us from our enemies. I make no apologies for supporting that, and no true son or daughter of the Orthodoxy should cheer the coming of war. We do our duty because it is right, because it is necessary.

Written By Lucita

May 12, 2019, 12:21 p.m.(2/4/1011 AR)

There is always a price to pay for the things we do. This time mine seems to be quite a few fading bruises though they don't hurt as much since Marquessa Reigna tended to me, and peace of mind the ability to sleep without nightmares. It will pass in time, it always does, especially when friends help. But... I'm worn out for now.

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