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Written By Cirroch

April 12, 2021, 10 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

I have learned that dancing in the mud during a storm may be the norm for us, though can be frowned upon by others. I don't know how to explain the thrill of finding a large puddle and finding a sudden need to jump in and kick the water around for a moment. The droplets flying back towards the sky as the rain falls heavily, or the traces and globs of mud that come along with it all.

Best barefooted. Maybe some aeterna or umbra silk if you must

Written By Thea

April 12, 2021, 7:25 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

That was a strange storm the other night. I walked into Princess Sabella's looking like I just stepped from the baths. Thankfully, she was swift in handing me a towel. Come to find out, the storm passed like a drain just as fast as it started. The brunch was nice so I supposed the torrential and strange weather was worth it.

Written By Denica

April 12, 2021, 6:34 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

You can charm anyone, but a cat.

Written By Eirene

April 12, 2021, 1:29 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

Apparently people are saying nice things about me? This has me totally confused. I must be slipping in my old age to be respected more than feared. I'm joking, of course. It's always good to get recognition for the shit I do but I don't need it. I just need to know my efforts pay off in the saving of lives. Seeing a patient - soldier or civilian, return to their families is enough for me. Knowing people have food and shelter and Gild knows what-other aspects of civilization is enough. Every little thing is a candle in the darkness. I prefer lighting fires, metaphorically speaking, but I'm glad just to know there's people out there who are sleeping easier tonight because of the things I did for them.

Written By Auda

April 12, 2021, 11:50 a.m.(4/13/1015 AR)

..what a strange storm that was. I wonder what it could mean?

Written By Eirene

April 12, 2021, 10:30 a.m.(4/12/1015 AR)

I discovered three things at Thea and Drake's wedding celebration.

One: I can pick a lock.
Two: I can throw a knife almost as good as Domonico, which is saying something.
Three: I look good in black leather dresses as much as I do in black leather armor.

That reminds me, I need to get a proper Southport style military skirt with greaves. I think I don't own anything like that.

Written By Sydney

April 12, 2021, 8:30 a.m.(4/12/1015 AR)

Right place, right time. I heard someone talking about a Grayson brunch, and not a word in there about having to be of a certain caliber for entry, slid into my best armor, slapped on some of my finer baubles, and marched on over. No sooner do I cross the threshold of the Grayson Ward, the sky opened.

I got fucking poured on.

I showed up still dripping, my boots squelching with every step. Only stubbornness kept me from turning away, and the fact that I was already drenched, annoyed, and hungrier than the abyss is dark. Fortunately, the company and her guests were all rather understanding, for which I'm exceedingly grateful. I was able to catch up with some old faces and speak to some new ones, and even had my hair threatened with ribbons.

Not a bad way to spend the day.

Written By Mabelle

April 12, 2021, 4:46 a.m.(4/12/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Klaus

A jar of honey with a splash of water does not a tea make.

Written By Natasha

April 12, 2021, 1:16 a.m.(4/12/1015 AR)

Storms tend to fall in the capital in a manner that is quieter than I am used to; nothing like the whipping gales and the furious cacophony of thunder and lightning that I had grown up with in Maelstrom. I observed to a friend, once, that it has always discomfitted me. How peaceful it seems in comparison, when rain falls in Arx.

Tonight, it was different.

The last time I experienced a storm like this in the capital, Astarrea was suddenly gone. And so as I watch torrential rain and the promise of lightning illuminating distant dark clouds, I wonder what has happened, and what exactly was called.

Written By Tython

April 11, 2021, 10:04 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

I've been busy at the workshop most of the week, but I got some time set aside every day walkin' across this real narrow board, doing stuff to keep my balance and reflexes up, using my hands and all that. Vann's always around with me, I'm hoping this stuff will rub off on him too. I've also been telling people around here to start calling the Beach Walk, Culler Walk instead.

Written By Raja

April 11, 2021, 10:03 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

I love my husband. I really do. I miss him. I know he travels with the wind. I knew this when I signed up for this marriage. But, it gets hard. I see others like Raymesin and Tanith together and then feel acutely aware of how much I miss him when he is away. I know he is fine. I know one day he will return. I just wish it were today.

Written By Raja

April 11, 2021, 10:01 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

So the first step in creating this library is to tear down some old buildings. I've already hired a crew to go through and check the buildings for people that may still be holing up in there. I would both be surprised and not surprised if folk are in those hovels. We will see how it goes.

Written By Raja

April 11, 2021, 9:59 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

That storm was strange. I never saw anything like it! Someone somewhere knows something about it. Why people are asking /me/ if /I/ know anything is beyond me! I am willing to pay silver to learn about it's story.

Written By Lianne

April 11, 2021, 9:58 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

There is a particular pleasure taken in aiding another in bringing their vision to fruition. I am genuinely delighted to work with such brilliant individuals capable of taking what others might dismiss and rendering it useful or beautiful, giving meaning to the discarded.

It feels like fitting work for spring.

Written By Klaus

April 11, 2021, 9:42 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Mabelle

Dear cousin, tea is great, coffee is vile.

Written By Olivian

April 11, 2021, 9:34 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

Maybe a trip home is in the cards soon, have to figure out who I can convince to join me in a trip to warmer climes

Written By Olivian

April 11, 2021, 9:34 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

Another week, another set of challenges. At very least I feel like things are coming together as far as my training goes

Written By Giada

April 11, 2021, 9:33 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

This is why I am in favor of roofs.

Written By Aconite

April 11, 2021, 9:14 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

It’s been so long since I’ve written in the whites. It’s like I have no time anymore and when I do have time I try to focus those towards my own projects. I feel a little guilty I’ve had no time to express myself here.

I am an Apprentice Whisper. A goal for much of my life was a falling star, a lofty seed planted in the imagination that is always beyond reach. And yet here I am. Most of my work for them lately has been purely getting to know the work. Tutoring, attending small social gatherings, assisting young Ladies in pulling together outfits that will impress and the occasional quiet conversation with someone who just needs an ear.


When I am not busy there I am on a boat to Tor and back. I spend so often on ships I think at this point I might be able to become a sailor if everything else falls through. Though it would be very difficult to grow a garden out on the water.. So.. perhaps not.

I’ve so many small projects to focus on these days I forget sometimes that I have larger goals to keep an eye on. But hopefully in the end all these small steps will one day be the key to the door behind which my greatest dream lies.

I remain blessed, fortunate, that those I meet have treated me generously. That those who have honed talents I shall never possess are willing to share their inspirations, their dreams and their talents with me without hesitation.

In my more personal progress. Seeking who I am and where I came from seems to be tendrils out and finally come into the light. I would be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t terrified of what I’ll find but I cannot let that stop me.

The music and dance festival has had so many volunteers and I hope I will see more agree to participate. Of course it is a partially selfish desire. I want to expand my world and to learn more of the worlds of others so that I may experience all the color and life that there is to be experienced. But I think others would benefit it too - to see and hear and feel the beauty that comes from the roots of other places. I hope everyone’s horizons will be expanded for it.


I have a charity auction in the works for House Fidante and I’m pleased to say that the artist that agreed to help has exceeded expectation and her heart and dedication to beauty is birthed in every piece. She deserves every praise that the Lyceum gives her and more.

My only regret is I still seem to have no time to pursue more time spent with friends than an occasional afternoon tea.

Written By Klaus

April 11, 2021, 8:33 p.m.(4/11/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Lyra

I had a lovely conversation with her and she did not mind Doreen at all, and Doreen liked her. Probably because she fed her self proclaimed Queen of Acorns. I look forward to further conversations with her. Lady Lyra that is, not Doreen. I can't get away from Doreen.

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