Written By Corban
Nov. 9, 2018, 9:12 a.m.(12/17/1009 AR)
I have submitted my after-action report to the appropriate authorities, and I will leave a copy of it in my private reflections. But I wish to publicly recognize the courage and strength of those that I took patrol with.
The Lord Commander, Dame Paloma, and Goodwoman Mae all fought with bravery, skill, and wisdom, each sacrificing themselves to protect others at varying points in the pitched fray. We were outnumbered over four-to-one and it was only through our teamwork, strength, and force of will that we defeated the enemy. I wish to recognize as well Princess Ophelia Velenosa. Her precise shots with her bow disrupted the ambush set to attack us and likely saved many lives.
Our work gave strength our allies. I thank Gloria for allowing us to do our duty and Petrichor for protecting our friends. I simply hope it -- in combination with all the other brave fighters near the Lodge -- is enough.
The Lord Commander, Dame Paloma, and Goodwoman Mae all fought with bravery, skill, and wisdom, each sacrificing themselves to protect others at varying points in the pitched fray. We were outnumbered over four-to-one and it was only through our teamwork, strength, and force of will that we defeated the enemy. I wish to recognize as well Princess Ophelia Velenosa. Her precise shots with her bow disrupted the ambush set to attack us and likely saved many lives.
Our work gave strength our allies. I thank Gloria for allowing us to do our duty and Petrichor for protecting our friends. I simply hope it -- in combination with all the other brave fighters near the Lodge -- is enough.
Written By Violet
Nov. 9, 2018, 12:44 a.m.(12/16/1009 AR)
The other evening I attended Princess Sorrel's discussion at the Hall of Heroes. It was very informative. Not only that, but Tala mostly managed to behave herself. Perhaps even made a friend. And she did get to sing the dragon song. Now, though, she has it in her mind to write a happy dragon song. The verse part is quite clever if I do say so myself.
There once was a man named Gold
Who was loved cause he was bold
He made friends with dragons
And together they are legends
So how come we don't know more about Aurumadin?
The princess certainly seems to have inspired Tala. Of maybe it was that man Brass. Both likely. She's been humming and asking me what words rhyme all day.
There once was a man named Gold
Who was loved cause he was bold
He made friends with dragons
And together they are legends
So how come we don't know more about Aurumadin?
The princess certainly seems to have inspired Tala. Of maybe it was that man Brass. Both likely. She's been humming and asking me what words rhyme all day.
Written By Vanora
Nov. 8, 2018, 11:39 p.m.(12/16/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Zacharie
I've heard that my father has come to Arx.
Lovely.
Lovely.
Written By Fortunato
Nov. 8, 2018, 10:18 p.m.(12/16/1009 AR)
Hm. I have a deep appreciation for the Dreamer, but I don't believe I've ever had an inner child. What are they, exactly? What are they like? Do they frolic? Make you frolic? Are inner children documented phenomena?
Written By Samuele
Nov. 8, 2018, 3:56 p.m.(12/15/1009 AR)
It's been a few weeks since I've arrived to the city and I can firmly come to this assumption. My sister has a head for politics that I am missing. My artist brother is again doing art things and his partner I have not met since my arrival, and that I am far behind many of the other fighters in the city. It...is going to be a long journey over the next few months.
Written By Aureth
Nov. 8, 2018, 3:50 p.m.(12/15/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I am working with the talented and creative Whisper, Juniper, on a fundraising project for a future improvement to the Shrine of the Lost that I think will be very exciting for the Faith. She has created a truly delightful event plan, of the kind that requires a sense of fun that means you must be at least a little in touch with your inner child, and there will be fabulous prizes to be won.
I hope that anyone who is interested in the future of Aion's shrine -- or in winning prizes and having a good time in an enormous and officially sanctioned pillow fight -- will mark their calendars for Aion's Grand Melee. It's going to be a blast.
I hope that anyone who is interested in the future of Aion's shrine -- or in winning prizes and having a good time in an enormous and officially sanctioned pillow fight -- will mark their calendars for Aion's Grand Melee. It's going to be a blast.
Written By Mirk
Nov. 8, 2018, 2:24 p.m.(12/15/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Gianna
The mural in the Bard's College is certainly breathtaking, but for all its beauty, perhaps even more interesting for the scene it depicts than the pure craftsmanship in its creation. Something to draw every eye, and attract comment even on a second or a third viewing.
As a centerpiece, it's brilliant. But then, the Bard's College would know how to entertain.
As a centerpiece, it's brilliant. But then, the Bard's College would know how to entertain.
Written By Jyri
Nov. 8, 2018, 12:15 p.m.(12/15/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
I can write love letters. Here's an example:
'My dogs really like you, and I figure you're not half bad.'
How's that?
Also, thank you for all that you've done for me the last few months.
'My dogs really like you, and I figure you're not half bad.'
How's that?
Also, thank you for all that you've done for me the last few months.
Written By Forato
Nov. 8, 2018, noon(12/15/1009 AR)
What an intriguing evening spent learning so much about the slight skews I had been told in the tales of Iron and Steel. Truly heroes in their own right. Truly individuals. Still, I could not help but look around me and wonder if they were in the room with me right then, another spoke on the wheel, having forgotten who they once were and now are.
Written By Sina
Nov. 8, 2018, 9:59 a.m.(12/15/1009 AR)
I have been working on a new art project of late. Rather than trying to force the paintings, the advice of that old wood carver on the Thrax tour comes to my mind. His advice was to simply let the art speak for itself, to let Jayus guide my hand. And so, as these new pieces come to life, I hope they will do so with pure inspiration, rather than focused and rigid intention. They may be my most important work yet.
I have been feeling a little under the weather lately. Perhaps it is the melancholia which arrives with the cooler, darker seasons. Perhaps it is the things that I have seen these past two weeks. Most likely the latter. But I have decided to rest for one or two days.
I have been feeling a little under the weather lately. Perhaps it is the melancholia which arrives with the cooler, darker seasons. Perhaps it is the things that I have seen these past two weeks. Most likely the latter. But I have decided to rest for one or two days.
Written By Lys
Nov. 8, 2018, 5:12 a.m.(12/14/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Theo
There is a hole in my heart, my prince, where only your name fits. Come home soon.
Written By Lys
Nov. 8, 2018, 5:10 a.m.(12/14/1009 AR)
I dreamt... I dreamt of delicious hand pies, glistening with honey and sugar. Smelling sumptuous and sweet, but when I bit into them the taste of copper filled my mouth, and the pies turned to squishy rot in my hands.
Written By Helia
Nov. 8, 2018, 4:37 a.m.(12/14/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Cambria
Not always.
Written By Helena
Nov. 8, 2018, 2:41 a.m.(12/14/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Elgana
Happiest of birthdays to my sister and a thousand thank yous for my birthday presents as well. Each was beautifully crafted and lovingly chosen by someone who knows my heart through and through. The best present of course is to be treasured every day -- that you are my sister and someone I can look up and whisper my secrets to and tease and praise all at the same time.
Written By Sparte
Nov. 8, 2018, 12:12 a.m.(12/14/1009 AR)
It appears that I am in need of a ghost writer. Who in all of Arx cares to write love poetry for me?
Written By Cambria
Nov. 7, 2018, 6:13 p.m.(12/13/1009 AR)
There is always a dare in the eye of bold children, an arrogance that comes with the flush of youth coupled with the ignorance of how hard the world actually is. Those the world breaks lose that look.
Written By Delilah
Nov. 7, 2018, 4:31 p.m.(12/13/1009 AR)
My pen has scribed a thousand lines today, and none of them more meaningful than the scraps of paper and sketches that permeate a book that will end up consigned to a basket. Possibly a bin, precious as paper is. Vellichor teaches us not to burn the scraps of the past, though giving rise to flowers is another matter entirely.
The wanderings of ink poured out in their plentitude maintain a certain viable link to remind me where I have been, my intent for the moment, and where I mean to go. Those flashes of insight committed to paper hold a greater permanence than those painted on the air by a choice advance of words, or plucked and pulled in a conversation with no real force of action behind them.
Two pairs of hands shape the possibility that I raised a couple weeks ago, something to break the doldrums of the winter. Breathing life through mist and shadow, now the illuminating contour and the heights give such a sense of hope, a call of possibility. Provided the pieces come together, it may well be something to remember.
Not an easy thing to pull off by any means, either, but in the crafting and refining process for the event, I have the very best of help. Experienced guidance to launch me into hopefully not falling flat upon my face. The latter would be rather unfortunate after all the effort put into mastering nuances.
Simplification will be an ongoing struggle to keep the activities approachable and straightforward. I'd like anyone who might be interested in participating to feel as though they can do so, which means an ongoing matter of reflection to cut everything like a jewel. Little chips and polishing up create something truly beautiful and memorable.
All this is going to be splendid... And exhausting.
The wanderings of ink poured out in their plentitude maintain a certain viable link to remind me where I have been, my intent for the moment, and where I mean to go. Those flashes of insight committed to paper hold a greater permanence than those painted on the air by a choice advance of words, or plucked and pulled in a conversation with no real force of action behind them.
Two pairs of hands shape the possibility that I raised a couple weeks ago, something to break the doldrums of the winter. Breathing life through mist and shadow, now the illuminating contour and the heights give such a sense of hope, a call of possibility. Provided the pieces come together, it may well be something to remember.
Not an easy thing to pull off by any means, either, but in the crafting and refining process for the event, I have the very best of help. Experienced guidance to launch me into hopefully not falling flat upon my face. The latter would be rather unfortunate after all the effort put into mastering nuances.
Simplification will be an ongoing struggle to keep the activities approachable and straightforward. I'd like anyone who might be interested in participating to feel as though they can do so, which means an ongoing matter of reflection to cut everything like a jewel. Little chips and polishing up create something truly beautiful and memorable.
All this is going to be splendid... And exhausting.
Written By Thena
Nov. 7, 2018, 2:46 p.m.(12/13/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Lou
No. Not all of them are willing.
And some are but think they are doing the right thing, or the safe thing, or the best thing.
But any bargain with the Abyss is a bad one.
And some are but think they are doing the right thing, or the safe thing, or the best thing.
But any bargain with the Abyss is a bad one.
Written By Vanora
Nov. 7, 2018, 2:01 p.m.(12/13/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Lore
Oh my apologies! I did not realize that the entry we were discussing referred to thirteen kingdoms of Eurus. I thought the author was speaking of Eurus as one of thirteen other kingdoms.
I'll read with more precision before commenting I'm sure. Thank you for pointing out the error.
I'll read with more precision before commenting I'm sure. Thank you for pointing out the error.
Written By Harlex
Nov. 7, 2018, 1:58 p.m.(12/13/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Violet
We didn't have ranks in the Dead Crows.
There was Captain Nazares and his man, Lieutenant Dvorak. Leaders of squads would be appointed based on the operation.
It was informal. But then, we were an informal bunch. Far more interested in the work than the structure.
Colonel Harlex Valtyr. It sounds so strange.
But thank you for your faith in me. I'll wear it proudly. I will continue to not let you down.
There was Captain Nazares and his man, Lieutenant Dvorak. Leaders of squads would be appointed based on the operation.
It was informal. But then, we were an informal bunch. Far more interested in the work than the structure.
Colonel Harlex Valtyr. It sounds so strange.
But thank you for your faith in me. I'll wear it proudly. I will continue to not let you down.
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