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Written By Victus

Jan. 15, 2017, 11:48 a.m.(9/3/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Cassandra

The Archlector of Gloria has tasted the bite of steel, and she wears the mark without shame. I can respect that.

I never spent much time praying to Gloria. My soul belongs to Mangata, it always has. But its only polite to give tribute when you're about to enter someone's house. And was is war if not Gloria's demesne? Especially one that will be fought not on the waves.

Written By Dominique

Jan. 15, 2017, 10:53 a.m.(9/2/1005 AR)

Sometimes it feel right when I gain a ray of hope, it is stolen from me twice as quickly. I am certain this void will never mend. I pity any who stand in my way now. I will show no mercy after everything that has been taken from me.

Written By Agnarr

Jan. 15, 2017, 10:19 a.m.(9/2/1005 AR)

Didn't know she still had the ability to blush.

Written By Dante

Jan. 15, 2017, 7:32 a.m.(9/2/1005 AR)

These last few days have been rather interesting, to say the least. I have, as per usual, spent a great deal of time in the company of my beloved sister, and with that comes time with her wide array of social contacts. Where I was gifted with a powerful sword arm, she was gifted with a far greater ability - the ability to network. I imagine I will never stop depending on her for such issues, as I hope she can depend on me for issues concerning martial matters. I've also spent more time in the company of the lovely Princess Valencia. She is, to say the least, an utter delight. Just thinking of her has my heart racing, my thoughts soaring on eagle's wings. I find myself counting down the time until I can see her again - which usually isn't long. I get the very distinct feeling that I'm not the only one utterly taken in our relationship, which only makes me want to pursue her more. What a wonderful woman...

Written By Mirari

Jan. 15, 2017, 4:58 a.m.(9/2/1005 AR)

I have found the answer to a question I once posed to others:

Love is hope.

Written By Calandra

Jan. 15, 2017, 4:53 a.m.(9/2/1005 AR)

A song of Miss Zhalya, the Greyson Melee Alpha

Lady Calypso called. Lady Calypso enthralled
Her voice heard throughout the land
Let the warriors come from the north
Let the champions understand
Let the nobles come forth
Let the commoners hear
Let them fight with all their might.
Honor to the crafters, they are so dear

And come forth they did.
They came to showcase all their might.
They came to win this heated fight.
They came to dominate
And they came to fall, but came they did.
They heard, they saw.

Prince Luca joined in nothing but his breaches, dark skin bare, the peaches stare
Duke Niccole stepped into the fray, still of noble grace even with blood upon his face
Count Max arrived with his hordes of rum and yet still he succumbed
Leta, brave and brawny, of the boroughs, she craved and gave
Lord Inigo, was sly and he was handsome, but will have to retry
Commander Silas stepped into the fray, looking for prey
Lord Darrow of Darkwater was without a smile, but he still beguiled
Miss Vena, short, but strong, she will have no song
Prince Anze, he strode into the melee, thinking make way, it is my day
Lord Ansel with such power, he could now use a whiskey sour
And then she came, Miss Zhalya, the melee's Queen, the Greyson alpha

The Warriors fought and the Warriors sought
Steel upon steel in this ideal melee and Eirene heals

All fall flat before her, Miss Zhalya

Miss Zhalya, the Victor of the Compact Melee. The battalion of the day

Written By Inigo

Jan. 15, 2017, 2:39 a.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Dear journal, it's been an interesting first week in Arx. My family did NOT prepare me for what lay in store when asked to venture north from Southport. Oh their promises were correct about the city, met some interesting people, learned some interesting things, fought some interesting fights, excellent times! The one tiny bit of information that was left out is what most concerns me... If only, ONLY they had informed me that fairy tales are real, well some... the debate is still out on gnomes, I would have arrived with much more than the clothing on my back.

As it stands, I've pledged to fight for the family both on and off the field of battle and am committed to doing so. After all, who best to fight for than the ones you love? However, the battlefield seems large and unfamiliar. More training seems to be in order...

Written By Julea

Jan. 15, 2017, 2:33 a.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Serafine

I think you are on to something: Exclusive night time tours of the catacombs, complete with rotting corpses, that pungent smell of decaying flesh, and the adding thrill of nearly getting getting flattened by a wall of rock, or entrails ripped out by walking skeletons.

Written By Serafine

Jan. 15, 2017, 1:51 a.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

I wonder if I can start charging for the experience of stabbing a Bringer. Like some kind of tourism thing.

Come to Arx! Stab a Bringer! With bonus shambling corpse option!




No?

Written By Calypso

Jan. 15, 2017, 1:22 a.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Freja

I'm very glad Anze pulled you out of your room kicking and screaming. I miss my friend and confidant. My twin. I'm lost here with out my back up, Freja! Life in the city is not as easy as I've let on.

I was serious when I said I'd barge in to your room with a bottle of whiskey, too. I'll do it!

Written By Ainsley

Jan. 15, 2017, 12:01 a.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

I'm beginning to think that I smell, which is perplexing because I'm pretty sure that I bathe regularly.

Written By Alistair

Jan. 14, 2017, 11:44 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

I have lived more then half my life outside the walls of Arx, outside the embrace and comforts of civilization. I have seen the terrors that lurk in the woods that are far more then a howl of a wolf. When I came to Arx and became a Prodigal I quickly learned what I saw with my own eyes was only "Myth" and "Superstition".

Now the same people that mocked me or would call me madman eagerly prepare to face their "new" foe.

A part of me is bitter, and the other is eager to join them.

I only hope it is not to late.

Written By Aureth

Jan. 14, 2017, 11:29 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

That was the single most disturbing experience of my life.

And I think I'm going to try to find a way to make it worse.

Written By Pietro

Jan. 14, 2017, 11:26 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

The duel of Duke Leo and Sir Talen was a brilliant match of swordplay that I was honored to be at hand for. I will stand at Leo Fidante's back for anything after what he has done for me and mine, in friendship; but especially to uphold his honor.

Three cheers for Duke Leo and the Grand Duchess Esera. That wedding is going to slay!

Hopefully not literally.

Written By Silas

Jan. 14, 2017, 11:18 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Zhayla

I still feel a little bad for turning on her at the end of the melee, but with how hard she swings that expertly-crafted sword of hers I knew I would be in for a fight and Lord Ansel - while undoubtedly a skilled fighter - wasn't likely to challenge me any more than Duke Niccolo did (mind you, he still did, but in a far less painful manner!)

And sure enough, she just needed to get past my guard a few times and I was done for. No amount of steel plate could save me and I could not knock her out before she could hit me; that was the ultimate plan.

Still, I have no regrets, and I applaud her victory.

Written By Belladonna

Jan. 14, 2017, 10:28 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Elonso

I am painfully disappointed in you.

Written By Serafine

Jan. 14, 2017, 10:05 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Tristan

Good with horses. Not a big fan of nobility but eh, can't blame him.

Can't think of a finer hand at handling the horses, though.

Written By Serafine

Jan. 14, 2017, 10:02 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Tristram

Has a bow. Good aim.

Written By Serafine

Jan. 14, 2017, 10:01 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Roland

Also, you don't expect a man with that much plate to have such a deft touch at bandages.

Written By Zhayla

Jan. 14, 2017, 10 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

A copy of a letter that Zyala wrote with the help of the scribes has been left in her journal. Some of the approaches to spelling and punctuation are a little creative:

Dear Sir First Captain Rymarr:

This is my first letter I've ever written anyone! I asked one of the scholars what to do and they are helping me, but I'm writing it on my own, so if I get anything wrong it's my fault, not theirs. Since you told me to write you to tell you what I'm doing and what I've learned, here's what I've done in the last few days:

I finally finished setting up my room, I think. The Marquessa let me have my pick of items in storage at the Deepwood Manor. I have so many pictures of all kinds of things! Some of them are places I recognize, or look like places I recognize, anyway, but there's a lot of them that I don't recognize at all. I don't know what else to do with all the space so I've put a bunch of rocks I like on the windowsill and desk. What do you do with your space?

I fought in the melee organized by Lady Calypso. I saw Leta there and someone else that I later learned was Lord Commander Silas, except he said that we were the only commoners there, except he's a Lord? I thought he was a commoner, anyway, so when I saw two people fighting him I asked if Silas minded if I fought one of them. Except the guy I fought didn't actually have any armor on, so after I hit him twice I didn't want to hit him anymore. He was actually really, really, really hard to hit. He must be very good. After that I fought some big northerner that I'm pretty sure I fought before, but he was totally silent, and it was a little weird. I think he would have beaten me if like three other people weren't fighting him at the same time. After that I think it was basically just the Lord Commander, me, and someone else, and they both started fighting me instead of each other! I didn't want to fight the Lord Commander, who I thought wasn't a Lord Commander, so I was trying to hit the other guy. I got very lucky and managed to take him out of the fight. After that it was me and Silas and he just kept hitting me and hitting me and I couldn't get past his guard at all until all of a sudden I did in two big hits and then I won. It was very strange and a little scary and honestly I probably need to go see the healers still, although they did a very good job after. How do you find healers?

I went to the Shrine of Gloria, too, and talked to this tremendously stern looking woman who answered a bunch of my questions, but maybe not in a way I'm entirely satisfied with. I don't know if there any good answers to my questions.

The idea of honor is such a funny thing. Like I didn't want to fight that guy without armor after hitting him twice, because if I hit him again it could have really hurt him, so was fighting someone else honorable, or just smart, because if he did get hurt, I'd get blamed? And I still don't see what's honorable about sparing someone just so that they can go on to hurt others. I think it's selfish to hold your own idea of honor above the wellbeing of others. Sometimes the right thing to do isn't the honorable thing, but I didn't want to tell her I thought that.

I'm really looking forward to telling the Marquessa I won, but I don't want it to sound like I'm bragging. Not too much. Just bragging a little. How should I tell her, do you think?

Hope you are having a good day doing knight things. You should tell me about them!

Zhayla

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