Written By Peri
Oct. 18, 2019, 1:28 p.m.(1/14/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Rowenova
Last year Scout Rowenova inspired me to shovel snow from the apothecary in her neighborhood all the way to the Trader's Tavern. We were able to stir up the enthusiasm of the neighborhood kids to assist, though we did get some pummeling with snowballs from that font.
The times when you need to go the apothecary are not the times to go outside and see that you are snowed in.
Written By Lucita
Oct. 18, 2019, 10:53 a.m.(1/14/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Zoey
Written By Lucita
Oct. 18, 2019, 10:50 a.m.(1/14/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Brigida
Written By Sirius
Oct. 18, 2019, 7:54 a.m.(1/14/1012 AR)
And I was born into this world, just like you, who reads this. A world of unceasing mysteries, and endless questions. Within a nation of humans at its heart, who some would say is a bastion of hope, and courage; the Compact.
Whose history taught us was once led by the cowardly, torn apart by the selfish. At times weakened, at others strengthened, but "no longer" we tell ourselves, will that cycle continue. A heart full of pride beats within the populace of Arx, I've noticed. I remember growing, being taught by Priests of the faith that virtue and honor were a thing of the Oathlands, noplace else. That I'd find an alien people on Arx, uncannily different to me and mine, but they were wrong.
I am shocked by the kindness I've received from all here, noble and commoner alike, and hope for a future where I can speak only more kindness of Arx, here, to be filed and archived forevermore.
To my future children when they read this, my very first entry, I leave a message: Drink your tea only from the Mercier shop, and brook no competition to it in matters of quality. This is my edict to you, children.
Written By Sabine
Oct. 18, 2019, 5:12 a.m.(1/14/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Berenice
It took a challenge of honour to secure her patronage-- she does know how I enjoy a good challenge, so invested in the delights of others is our sweet Berenice-- but what began with spectacle ends now with the deepest of respect and bonds of eternal friendship forged.
Written By Mabelle
Oct. 18, 2019, 3:46 a.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Written By Arcadia
Oct. 18, 2019, 12:59 a.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Fairen
It was barely any snow. And your books were fine.
Perhaps you would prefer mud?
Written By Bree
Oct. 18, 2019, 12:28 a.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Cahal
If there are any out there reading these journals who might have insight, or are tempted by the journey themselves, find a way to contact me.
Written By Calista
Oct. 18, 2019, 12:23 a.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
He will come to know the protagonist of his story as a fabled knight, but in reality, I am retelling the tale of Duke Leo Fidante, his uncle, for whom he is named. I watched my son fight sleep. His little yawns, the attempt to stay awake by rubbing his eyes with his small fists. Naturally he is leaps and bounds bigger than he was when he was born but he will always be my little boy.
As I watch my children sleeping, I am moved by the feeling of purpose. This is why we fight and these are the ones we fight for. On the eve of this special birthday, I pray to the gods for his health and well being, that he always be happy and have the strength and courage to obliterate obstacles in his path.
Written By Wren
Oct. 18, 2019, 12:18 a.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Written By Tyche
Oct. 18, 2019, 12:05 a.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Valentina
Invite guests. Give each guest a small trinket (I used diamonds). Turn guests loose, telling them that they can 'win' diamonds from others by challenging them to perform tasks, or betting them that they can win a contest between the two. At the end of the night, the guests get to keep their trinkets, however many they were able to accumulate.
Do not, if you plan to take this game and use it at your own party, allow one Lady Valentina Pravus to play. She is ruthless, and will talk you out of your diamonds before you even realize they are gone.
Written By Juniper
Oct. 17, 2019, 11:43 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
My little garden is blanketed under the snow to sleep for the season, there to dream green dreams. My spiders in their little tent, they are insulated behind thick walls of golden hay. Whether they dream I cannot say but I like to imagine it's so. Jeffeth has helped me lay in wood enough for months and months, and the pantry is full to bursting, the medicine cabinet stocked. The people I look after, my people, they will pass to the Wheel in light and warmth.
It isn't a hut buried in evergreen branches-- oh, I miss that smell, pine and snow mingling, the blue sky, and high mountain sun glittering on an icy crust with just a trace of camp smoke to remind us we people have a place in the world too-- but it's enough.
Light and warmth, a year put to rest tucked beneath a white blanket, and another new to come. I do love winter... though I would love it less if I weren't able to create a place within it, where my other loves can safely bide.
Written By Berenice
Oct. 17, 2019, 10:49 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabine
Written By Sabella
Oct. 17, 2019, 9:51 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Written By Victus
Oct. 17, 2019, 8:58 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Astrid locked herself in a cabinet for an hour yesterday. There was a widespread panic before someone heard her cackling. I don't know why it was hilarious, but apparently cabinets are very funny.
Found her in there again this morning. Laughing. Again. Hoping this new hobby fades fast.
Written By Victus
Oct. 17, 2019, 8:54 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
Once when I was very young, I was being foolish at the helm and rocking the wheel side to side. I was making noises as if we were in a storm and I was only hope as a navigating savant. Complete with lightning striking and thunder crashing in my own head. Unfortunately due to my idiocy, I'd also thrown us entirely off course.
When the captain interrupted me he took me into his quarters. He had a cupboard around five or six feet tall. He locked me in there for about eight or nine hours. Never did I play with the wheel of a ship ever again, that's for fucking sure.
My favorite story of him. I'm glad he's still sailing.
Written By Eilonwy
Oct. 17, 2019, 8:19 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
So I suppose this sentiment is for future neo-nobles as we're called. It may take time, but eventually even we find a means to behave as we are expected to and it is not so painful to conform to the primeval noble standards.
And Lord Cadern is a wonderful man, I count myself most fortunate.
Written By Teagan
Oct. 17, 2019, 7:53 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
I find myself more kin to the Northlands than anywhere else when it comes to matters of seasons. This time of year is much more 'home' than summer. I love wearing my coat, finding snow upon my shoulders and in my hair, and seeing the long trail of footprints left behind me.
Should any of you require mint for your tea, I would be glad to see to it that Blackram mint care packages are sent your way.
Written By Zoey
Oct. 17, 2019, 7:07 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
We have an agreement with Cardia, Platinum, and Nox'alfar. We just need to find it.
Written By Jaenelle
Oct. 17, 2019, 6:47 p.m.(1/13/1012 AR)
You can not please everyone, you can not decide what feeling your words inspire in another, and you should never dismiss those feelings once they occur.
You can never please everyone all of the time, and despite your best efforts to do so, you will be the villain in someone else's story.
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