Written By Klaus
Dec. 30, 2018, 1:45 p.m.(4/9/1010 AR)
Dresses or jewelry, what should be my next surprise for a sprite who uses an ax near as big as she is tall?
Written By Duarte
Dec. 30, 2018, 1:39 p.m.(4/9/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Quenia
The Marquessa and I have made fast friends this past week. I am grateful to have had the opportunity to spend more time with her. She gifted me some peach wine which I am sure I will enjoy soon enough.
Written By Evaristo
Dec. 30, 2018, 12:37 p.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Band together, Arxians! Let your inner copper shine through.
Show those arrogant toffs from across the sea they can sod off, them and their fancy steelsilk and platinum both.
Put on a copper scarf, a copper jewel and show your solidarity.
Show those arrogant toffs from across the sea they can sod off, them and their fancy steelsilk and platinum both.
Put on a copper scarf, a copper jewel and show your solidarity.
Written By Harlex
Dec. 30, 2018, 12:18 p.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
I hope everyone sees and remembers the irony of this situation for centuries to come.
Written By Thena
Dec. 30, 2018, 11:56 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Can we just take a moment to remember what happened the last time someone shouted challenges at a boat of foreign origin?
Written By Perronne
Dec. 30, 2018, 11:49 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Oh, this is so exciting!
I mean, sure, potential invasion, ultimatums, and all of that. But just think - for the first time in, goodness, maybe forever! Foreign nations have contacted us in ways that aren't just 'sail mysteriously into port, off load goods, leave without saying goodbye'. That's progress!
Well. They're still doing the 'sail mysteriously into port' thing. But I hope that we could come to an accord with both of them - think of the business opportunities and the new markets for all three nations if regular trade could be established! Think of the new places to explore! It would be very exciting.
I am hoping for a moderate level of excitement, really. More excitement than 'they get bored and sail away', but less excitement than 'when we say no, they raze the Compact'. Somewhere in between would be nice, and helpful.
I mean, sure, potential invasion, ultimatums, and all of that. But just think - for the first time in, goodness, maybe forever! Foreign nations have contacted us in ways that aren't just 'sail mysteriously into port, off load goods, leave without saying goodbye'. That's progress!
Well. They're still doing the 'sail mysteriously into port' thing. But I hope that we could come to an accord with both of them - think of the business opportunities and the new markets for all three nations if regular trade could be established! Think of the new places to explore! It would be very exciting.
I am hoping for a moderate level of excitement, really. More excitement than 'they get bored and sail away', but less excitement than 'when we say no, they raze the Compact'. Somewhere in between would be nice, and helpful.
Written By Harper
Dec. 30, 2018, 11:34 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Too damned much to do, too damned little time. Isn't that the way it always seems to be these days? Ahh well, better get back at it!
First off on my list is thanking the folks that voted for me for the council. So, if you're reading this and you voted for me, thanks! Anyone that needs me or wants to talk about it or about plans, just send me a note and I'll make time for you.
Now on to the next things on the list.
First off on my list is thanking the folks that voted for me for the council. So, if you're reading this and you voted for me, thanks! Anyone that needs me or wants to talk about it or about plans, just send me a note and I'll make time for you.
Now on to the next things on the list.
Written By Khanne
Dec. 30, 2018, 11:24 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Lisebet
I saw a note in the archives written by Lady Lisebet Farshaw, speaking of some time she spent in the Hall of Heroes not only with Copper's statue but with each in the main hall; viewing, reading their plaques. She said, "they believed in us, and in return all we can do is remember them." To this, I wish to add:
The best way we can honor and remember them is to believe in ourselves.
The best way we can honor and remember them is to believe in ourselves.
Written By Helena
Dec. 30, 2018, 11:15 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
The dark clouds, the melancholy and dread, keep coming, wearing different guises. But I find my strength -- meager as it is -- in friends, family and even strangers. Strength comes in different guises too, as does Wisdom. As does Hope.
-in the stranger become friend who sang me a song, who reminds me to value second chances.
-in a Shaman mentor become friend who lets me know I am not alone.
-in the unexpected fervent embrace of one who reminds me there are times to leave dark thoughts behind.
-in the friends who've become family by ties that bind us in ways both welcome and frightening.
-in the cousin whose strength and diplomacy in all things I can only aspire to.
-in the sister and best of friends who buoys me up with every smile and every promise, and has yet to break one.
-in my family and all of our fellow citizens, our soldiers and our leaders, who rise up to fight against that which threatens us.
-in the stranger become friend who sang me a song, who reminds me to value second chances.
-in a Shaman mentor become friend who lets me know I am not alone.
-in the unexpected fervent embrace of one who reminds me there are times to leave dark thoughts behind.
-in the friends who've become family by ties that bind us in ways both welcome and frightening.
-in the cousin whose strength and diplomacy in all things I can only aspire to.
-in the sister and best of friends who buoys me up with every smile and every promise, and has yet to break one.
-in my family and all of our fellow citizens, our soldiers and our leaders, who rise up to fight against that which threatens us.
Written By Rymarr
Dec. 30, 2018, 10:57 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
I did not dream. I did not sleep.
I was a fish that ventured too far into the deep dark, I was a hummingbird outside a window, and I was an oak tree which has stood since the Reckoning.
In my mind I leapt from cloud to cloud, surveying the world below from on high. Which we all know is impossible because clouds are much akin to quicksand and if one did attempt to leap from cloud to cloud, they would suffocate as they're sucked into the center of them.
On the shoulder of a behemoth of brass and power, we marched among the highest peaks and the lowest valleys. Not to conquer, not to wage war, but to simply enjoy the world laid out before us as two enemies-turned-friends. Knowing nothing of one another but names.
It was all captured in a moment as vibrant as a child's laughter and I felt alive. As the sun shined on one horizon, the moon brought darkness to the other. A world in the midst of change and it was my purpose to both endure and enjoy the change, since it was for the better. While the sun set and the moon rose, or perhaps the moon set and the sun rose, I sat and enjoyed it on a lush hilltop as a lion with a mane of leaves.
It's going to be a good day. If not, then there is pie tomorrow morning. That way the day starts off just a little better than the last ended.
I was a fish that ventured too far into the deep dark, I was a hummingbird outside a window, and I was an oak tree which has stood since the Reckoning.
In my mind I leapt from cloud to cloud, surveying the world below from on high. Which we all know is impossible because clouds are much akin to quicksand and if one did attempt to leap from cloud to cloud, they would suffocate as they're sucked into the center of them.
On the shoulder of a behemoth of brass and power, we marched among the highest peaks and the lowest valleys. Not to conquer, not to wage war, but to simply enjoy the world laid out before us as two enemies-turned-friends. Knowing nothing of one another but names.
It was all captured in a moment as vibrant as a child's laughter and I felt alive. As the sun shined on one horizon, the moon brought darkness to the other. A world in the midst of change and it was my purpose to both endure and enjoy the change, since it was for the better. While the sun set and the moon rose, or perhaps the moon set and the sun rose, I sat and enjoyed it on a lush hilltop as a lion with a mane of leaves.
It's going to be a good day. If not, then there is pie tomorrow morning. That way the day starts off just a little better than the last ended.
Written By Lou
Dec. 30, 2018, 8:41 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
I am so, so very proud of everything you have accomplished, and I am glad to have been part of something so great and significant for you. I have faith that you will be able to do everything you set out to accomplish, and that which you were bid to do once it was all over.
Written By Lou
Dec. 30, 2018, 8:15 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Fairen
We have endured. We have people who are capable of miraculous things. We do not need foreign forces. We will continue to endure. Why? Because Arx /is/ remembering. More and more. Little by little. Through the strength and continued work of our own people, our own heroes.
There is hope, Marquis Fairen Leary, I undoubtedly assure you.
There is hope, Marquis Fairen Leary, I undoubtedly assure you.
Written By Isobella
Dec. 30, 2018, 7:23 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Jaenelle
Jaenelle was swift in her welcome upon my arrival in Arx, which was all the more impressive considering the sheer volume of goings-on in the city at the moment. We haven't had a chance to meet in person as yet, but I look forward to learning more of this Thrax-born Voice of Velenosa.
Written By Shard
Dec. 30, 2018, 7:03 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Fairen
Let me put it this way. They're not actually offering protection. They're offering to make us their subjects. And I guarantee you won't like what comes from that.
Written By Austen
Dec. 30, 2018, 5:34 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
I have been released from my vows to House Valardin so that I might swear to the King and join the King's Own.
My heart splits in two, half singing in joy to serve the King, and half in mourning for what it has lost.
And - for the briefest of moments - I owe no fealty.
No one told me how adrift I would feel.
My heart splits in two, half singing in joy to serve the King, and half in mourning for what it has lost.
And - for the briefest of moments - I owe no fealty.
No one told me how adrift I would feel.
Written By Isobella
Dec. 30, 2018, 5:16 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
The question that dances behind many closed lips in response to the recent offer posed to the people of the Compact seems to be 'At what cost?' and for good reason. Others don't seem interested in joining the table for negotiations at all, instead taking the stance that the Compact must stand for itself with the passing of its protector. Personally, I'm curious as to what's in it for all parties involved, foreign and familiar. I'll continue speaking to others likewise curious or better informed than myself; it's clearly an interesting moment in time to have found myself in Arx once more.
Written By Evonleigh
Dec. 30, 2018, 3:15 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
Tonight I let my pride rise up and speak, loudly and without thinking. I hurt someone without meaning to, and someone I've come to think of fondly, in spite of everything that says I should not. The following is for them:
I'm sorry. I was selfish and I am foolish. I do not want you ever to pretend to be anyone but who you are -- even if it would be easier on us both if you or I or both were different people entirely, with different pasts and different futures. For now, know that you are someone to admire, no matter what you think. And admire you I do.
It will just continue to be from afar.
I'm sorry. I was selfish and I am foolish. I do not want you ever to pretend to be anyone but who you are -- even if it would be easier on us both if you or I or both were different people entirely, with different pasts and different futures. For now, know that you are someone to admire, no matter what you think. And admire you I do.
It will just continue to be from afar.
Written By Fairen
Dec. 30, 2018, 1:30 a.m.(4/8/1010 AR)
While my previous entry was entirely brimming with dread and gloom, please allow me to reiterate that the Compact can and will stand strong. Together, with wisdom, unity and resolve, we can overcome these impossible odds.
Written By Fairen
Dec. 30, 2018, 12:51 a.m.(4/7/1010 AR)
To say that the Compact does not need any protection is a folly. Twice we have been utterly destroyed from assaulting forces much stronger than ours. Even in those days, if the stories and legends are to be believed, our ranks were filled with miraculous men and women, capable of arcane feats unlike many of us could even fathom. Do not let arrogance cloud your judgement, and then call it resolve. We have recovered from two near annihilations. Do you presume we can survive a third?
Written By Saoirse
Dec. 30, 2018, 12:21 a.m.(4/7/1010 AR)
The spider's web is a home and a trap.
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