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Written By Serafine

Jan. 14, 2017, 9:59 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Roland

This man discovered today that talking to a Bringer is always an option. But it resorts to violence the moment you decide you're not on their team.

Because then, to the Bringer, if you aren't with them, then you are an obstacles.

Also, of note? Those fuckers are -fast-. On horses, we'd not have made it. Tristan would have because he's part horse and the beasties listen to him, but the rest of us would have been jam.

Written By Zhayla

Jan. 14, 2017, 9:59 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Rymarr

Sir First Captain Rymarr of the King's Own. The King's Own are supposed to be the best fighters and the best knights around, and he was very kind to the Marquessa, and she likes him too.

He thinks I should learn to ride, which seems like a terrible idea, because horses are 1000 feet tall, and said that I should talk to really important people, including a _LEGATE_. He's probably spent too much time being a Sir First Captain if he thinks that's normal, but he said I should write him letters to tell him what I'm learning, so I will.

Written By Anze

Jan. 14, 2017, 9:58 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Freja

She's so adorable when she gets all huffy.

Written By Cassius

Jan. 14, 2017, 9:45 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

I hear the elves have arrived.

I will not go see them. I will hope that the rest of you all take good notes.

Lord Cassius Nightgold, KoS

Written By Sigurd

Jan. 14, 2017, 8:04 p.m.(9/1/1005 AR)

My brother soon returns. For all of the...Issues we have had in the past? He is a powerful intellect, a fierce will, and a keenly perceptive one. I, and my House, will have need of all of those qualities and more before all is said and done.

And I need him, more than I might otherwise admit, were I not into my second bottle of this delightful whiskey. Buy smart, buy Nightgold Whiskey.

Written By Mydas

Jan. 14, 2017, 6:31 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

Soon I'll see the capital again. I hope its peoples, for there are many such nations under the Crown, will be if not as I left them, then just as strong and ready to face the challenges the Gods cast in our way, for merit and worth to be revealed within the heart of the true. And on a more personal note, I hope to find my family well.

Written By Freja

Jan. 14, 2017, 6:06 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

If it isn't the drink that will kill me, then it will be me stepping on a broken bottle and bleeding out.

Long story short, Anze dragged me out of the estate today. It must have been quite the amusing spectacle for the guards with how I kicked and punched.

I want to leave and vanish into the snows, forget my name and the responsibilities tied to it, but my family and dreams simply won't allow it....Anze in particular.

Written By Bethany

Jan. 14, 2017, 5:51 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

Never take anything

( or anyone ) for granted.

Written By Serafine

Jan. 14, 2017, 4:17 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

I want to say that your disappearance doesn't surprise me, but it did. My affectionate friend with more layers to him than ever met the eye, subtle until he wanted to not be, pleased with his impish nature as often as he manifested it.

Who's to know what happened? I tried to get you to share with me but you didn't. Instead I have a hole in my life and the gaping chasm of questions floating inside it.

I don't live with many regrets. It's hard to keep going forward when I look to the past, but I won't forget. I can't forget.

Wherever you are, my friend; I hope you find happiness. Be well, Damon.

Written By Cristoph

Jan. 14, 2017, 4:17 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

Prince Edain is my liege lord yet hardly seems to know it even in such dire times, it was good to see him again though I am still not quite sure how to take his utterly relaxed demeanour. Fortunately I am quite sure it is genuine humility and sense of personal honour and responsibility I am glad to see undiminished despite such a position of nearly unchecked power.

Written By Cristoph

Jan. 14, 2017, 4:13 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

Encountering Cassandra again after all of these years was a very strange experience, she is still my big sister but rather than being my future liege lady she is now an Arch Lector? I know how to relate to my sister but not an Arch Lector.

Fortunately she seems much the same, if somehow even more serious, after travelling all of the way across the continent it was a huge relief to fine one familiar and much missed face.

Written By Calista

Jan. 14, 2017, 3:06 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

I woke up this morning to the warmth of the sun upon my face. Before I could even open my eyes, my mouth turned upwards into a smile. For all the darkness that surrounds us, I had a moment in the sun. I felt its strength wrap itself around me, protecting me. That radiant feeling soon found itself within me and I felt as though everything was right in the world.

And for a time, it was.

Written By Eleyna

Jan. 14, 2017, 2:39 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

In my life, 'want' has not been a word that I've been able to entertain. There has never been room for it since 'duty' and 'obligation' have always loomed so large within it. I have been mocked for 'doing as I'm told' since, to some, this denotes that I lack a mind or will of my own.

Anyone that truly knows me knows that is far from the case. I've simply given over the power of my will in favor of love. The love of my family. What had been needed, I have always provided if within my power. Those needs did not often align with my wants and so I learned to brush them aside.

But now, there is want. I know now why I was counseled to set want aside. It seeks to grow, to feed on itself, turning fascination to obsession. Want is dangerous.

Written By Jaenelle

Jan. 14, 2017, 2:30 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Damon

I am almost scared to speak the words out loud. The fear of the unknown, of the things our minds are not able to wrap around, are sometimes the most frightening things we encounter.

I was the last to see Lord Damon, and I have no idea if he is alive or dead. I wish to remain hopeful, even if that hope is misplaced.

Written By Juliet

Jan. 14, 2017, 2:27 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

"I'll make time later".

That's what I thought. I was busy. I don't even remember if I sent a letter back with the messenger.

At least I have the memories.

But I regret not getting to see you one last time.

Written By Esera

Jan. 14, 2017, 2:18 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

I am the Grand Duchess of the Lyceum. My will is the will of the South. Rise against me, and you rise against the Lyceum. Rise against the Lyceum, and you rise against me. Raise your sword against Tor, against Southport, or Setarco, or Gemecitta, and you will be answered by the sword of Lenosia.

Against the evils of this world, we must stand for something more than ambition. Against those evils, we must stand together.

Written By Anze

Jan. 14, 2017, 12:06 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

I can't believe elves are actually real, I guess I owe Kieran twenty silver. Damn.

Written By Eirlys

Jan. 14, 2017, 12:02 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

The last several weeks have given me a lot to think about. I feel out of my element here, like perhaps I don't belong as well as I thought I might. I miss home, I think I shall talk to Rowan and Fiachra, perhaps we can visit The Greenwood and I can find my balance again, that way I know what my path should be.

I have found friends here already such as Percy, Ansel, Lyiana. Still there are times like a few days ago where I feel like I am out of place in this world.

I will find my place, of that I am certain, whatever it ends up being. I have my family around me, my friends. I know that this is just another test in my life, one I refuse to fail.

Written By Silas

Jan. 14, 2017, 11:57 a.m.(8/28/1005 AR)

What little I knew of Lord Damon Wyrmguard I liked: he was a well-spoken man, a skilled warrior, visited my shop on seemingly a routine basis, and seemed to have the good sense to have my sister as a friend. My apprentices were upset by the news of his disappearance, and presumably, his untimely death.

I am displeased to notice his most recent journal entries implied he was in emotional turmoil and the darkness may be closing in. These are troubled times...

Written By Isolde

Jan. 14, 2017, 9:40 a.m.(8/27/1005 AR)

I tried to warn him about the parade. I have no sympathy, however. Just a warm smile and generous heart, filled with amusement.

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