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Written By Zakhar

March 17, 2021, 7:18 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)

They always like to give medals. Though the silver was nice. able to upgrade the armors, got me a good sturdy cane too.

Written By Deva

March 17, 2021, 4:56 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)

I really need to be better about learning from past mistakes.

Written By Sydney

March 17, 2021, 2:58 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)

My wrist aches.

From turning pages fruitlessly in search of information that may not even exist.

From writing at length, more in a day than in the past several weeks of journals.

...and because my wrist aches as a matter of a course. If you pursue martial efforts, let none pressure you into overworking yourself. The consequences will be with you for the rest of your days.

Written By Raja

March 17, 2021, 12:06 p.m.(2/17/1015 AR)

I saw the most HILLARIOUS thing! I have to share it with the world. My dear reader, I hope you have your sense of humor about you. So, people often go to the training center or the Hollow to get some aggression out. They spar, they fight, they might even drink and curse at the same time! Well, that is what we were doing. We were taking turns sparring, drinking, and generally having a good time. Orland, or maybe I should call him Lord now. Whatever. Orland was there, quite enjoying himself. His feet were kicked up on the railing. His chair was leaned back and he held a glass of something nice in his hand. So, while we were just bullshitting around, in comes this group. Noone paid any particular attention to the group as it was a busy place to begin with. A woman in physician robes walked up behind Orland. Now, I was watching this whole thing. I watched her walk up behind Orland all sneaky like. I didn't say a damned word! Then, all of a sudden, she YELLS! Yes, she yells! She yelled something like, "I CAUGHT YOU SLACKING SQUIRE!" The moment became glorious as the man lost his shit! His glass went flying, alcohol spraying everyone nearby. His arms flailed, his feet kicked and he screamed like a little girl! I swear his voice even cracked! His feet went over his head and the next thing you know, this Lordling was sprawled out all undignified on the dirty floor of the Hollow. I nearly died, folk. I nearly died. I had to cling to my good friend Jhond lest I fall to the ground and join him. He was so embarrassed about it that I promised to immortalize the moment in my journals. Here's to you Orland! Cheers.

Written By Cirroch

March 17, 2021, 9:19 a.m.(2/16/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Sasha

I might have worn a new tread into the Giant Hall this morning the staff has already given me glares about taking a seat or to go pace the gardens.

Written By Piccola

March 17, 2021, 8:19 a.m.(2/16/1015 AR)

Wise general, remember that you first serve your House, but the society in which your House thrives must be defended.

Society executes its own mandates, which should be followed. If those mandates are wrong or attempts to guide that which it ought not to meddle, then it is a tyranny more formidable than physical oppression. Society leaves fewer means of escape from this wrong; it penetrates much more deeply into the details of life. Protection against this tyranny is not enough: true civility demands a defense against the tyranny of the prevailing opinion and feeling, ideas and practices, and tradition and history for those who dissent from them. To do otherwise fetters the change and evolution of what makes a society great: the welcoming of the new and novel, which sheds the light of discovery upon ignorance and superstition.

Thus, be wary of a return to times past, and change to embrace the times to come.

Written By Evaristo

March 17, 2021, 5:15 a.m.(2/16/1015 AR)

It feels almost dream-like sometimes, what we did. But then reality hits home as I am reminded of the loss of Marquessa Sunniva.

But, when we did the memorial, and later the same day, a chance to speak to the waves and the wind, I felt great elation and I for the first time felt joy over the victory.

We did the near impossible and I intend to celebrate.

I have not recovered fully physically but I feel I have healed emotionally, and come out stronger.

I believe Marquessa Sunniva would be proud of me.

Written By Mirari

March 17, 2021, 1:56 a.m.(2/16/1015 AR)

When I first came to arx from Setarco, I was so, so hungry for love. I was desperate for affection. Needy for attention, and craving devotion. I slacked my thirst upon not a small number of hearts, breaking them carelessly until I found a love in myself. Until I no longer needed the validation of any other. Until the caring of true friends finally gave me what I was looking for.

I have the love of a great many number of friends. But every romantic partner that I allow myself to give my heart to either leaves me or does not return it. After Costas, I told myself I would not do this again. But I did... And once more I am not enough for someone.

But it's alright, I'm enough for myself. And I don't need anymore lovers. Not without true devotion.

Written By Decius

March 16, 2021, 10:10 p.m.(2/16/1015 AR)

Just for the record, Brown Nut Ale did win out in the contest. I expect all Thrax taverns to begin stocking it immediately.

Written By Decius

March 16, 2021, 10:09 p.m.(2/16/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Catriona

My sister-in-law is very devious. I sued to think she was the more moderate when compared to my wife, but I think I am very much wrong. Anyone who thinks they can control her is sadly mistaken.

Written By Decius

March 16, 2021, 10:08 p.m.(2/15/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Coraline

I was tricked. It was not my fault, and I whispered, I swear.

Written By Aaron

March 16, 2021, 9:44 p.m.(2/15/1015 AR)

It seems Balakay has decided he has grasped all he needs to know from me, despite my protestations otherwise. Really, I think he's just eager for an excuse to get out into the wider world, and I can hardly blame him, having had the same wanderlust myself at his age. He said he plans to head towards Sanctum and then work his way up to Farhaven closer to summer. I wish him well.

I suppose this means it's time to find a new apprentice or two.

Written By Volya

March 16, 2021, 2:12 p.m.(2/15/1015 AR)

Time is the most valuable thing a person can spend.

To understand time, I would think it can be sometimes easy to view it as an accident of motion that cannot be stopped or reversed, but perhaps somewhat paradoxically to waste time is most extravagant and costly of any expense. More valuable then all the titles one could amass, more powerful than any weight of influence one could wield, and worth more in value than the largest mountains of silver.

For those who have everything, there is one thing they cannot buy. They cannot buy more time. Time does not stop, and has physical value, and is yet worth so much that most would be willing to give up everything for simply 'one more moment' or 'more time'.

The time you have is finite. Spend it wisely.

Written By Coraline

March 15, 2021, 11:02 p.m.(2/14/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Orland

It was sheer chance that I was there really, a meeting for business with the Order of East Light with Precious Maharet Whisper during which she invited me to a party to celebrate a victory. While there I met a young man who has a great deal of potential and vision. After speaking at length with him I led him back to the Order's Hall in order to better know who this man was share with him what it means to be a knight. Not just a knight, but a knight of the Order of East Light. I found that he is determined and willing to work and learn, the necessary foundation of a knight indeed.

In many ways I empathize with the future he faces as I will train him the same way Leona trained me. I can only hope that I am able to impart the wisdom she so successfully imparted to me. Hers are big shoes to fill, I can only do my best to try to do so.

Written By Coraline

March 15, 2021, 10:31 p.m.(2/14/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Catriona

She's here!!!!!!!!!! My twin is here and I haven't seen her in years. I am beyond words at how happy this makes me, I have missed her so. Now if I can keep her from ferreting out all of my secrets somehow then I shall consider it a win.

Written By Svana

March 15, 2021, 10:20 p.m.(2/14/1015 AR)

I have so few friends these days, but everyone shows their true colors in the end. Those who I was once close with - thick as thieves, in fact - have grown distant. I try to set up meetings and tea times but something always comes up. People who I looked up to and found inspiration in are gone from my life completely. It hurts. I can't pretend that I feel better off without them in my lives or that it is making me stronger. I do find amusement in the things people say to curb me, however: "Oh, I thought that you were out of town," is my favorite, by far.

Where can I begin to go with four children nipping at my heels? Elanne and Rowan are quite adept at running these days, and Eydis and Ashani are crawling with intent to stand. I run a household. I do the slightest bit of commissions. I have two businesses at my helm.

Our home remains open to friends, wherever they are.

Written By Coraline

March 15, 2021, 10:16 p.m.(2/14/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Klaus

He said it in a pub? A PUB?!?!? I swear the man needs to go to tact school, he missed more than one lesson clearly! I wonder what might help the lesson stick in his head that he not repeat it? Of course, who he shared it with isn't too big of a deal but truly I would have preferred to be the one to share that news. Not that I can fully blame him, my twin is entirely too good at working information out of others. Still, I wonder if I hire a servant to hand him only living octopus, not just the tentacles, anytime he wishes to eat for the next month if he will remember not to share such information without permission.

Written By Coraline

March 15, 2021, 10:12 p.m.(2/14/1015 AR)

It has been almost two weeks since I returned to Arx. In many ways things were so much easier, and clearer when I was out at sea hunting pirates, predictable but with enough of the unexpected that time seemed to almost stand still. There was battle, and the pauses between that held only wind, wave, and the deck of the ship.

Now I have returned and I discover that in my three year absence so much has happened. At first I felt rage, that has since been forged into determination to find the bastards who would attack my family and teach them the true meaning of terror before I introduce the true meaning of agony. One way or another I will take what they owe this family and this Fealty out of their hides personally.

Written By Piccola

March 15, 2021, 7:46 p.m.(2/13/1015 AR)

War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things.

The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling is much worse. When a people are used as mere human instruments for firing arrows or thrusting spears in the service of a selfish master, such war degrades a people. A war to protect other human beings against tyrannical injustice is often the means of their regeneration. A woman who has nothing which she is willing to fight for or which she cares more about than she does about her personal safety is a miserable creature who has no chance of being free.

Therefore, as long as justice and injustice have not terminated their ever-renewing fight for ascendancy, must we be willing to do battle.

Written By Zakhar

March 15, 2021, 6:16 p.m.(2/13/1015 AR)

Met an interesting one today. Didn't ask where it came from, was interested in the design, and as far as I can tell didn't rat me out for taking a walk. And I know you're reading this. Yes. I have a cane now. No, they weren't using it.

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