Written By Silas
March 17, 2019, 10:04 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
In the past decade or so, the Compact has stood firm against seemingly impossible odds, against strange and alien otherworldly forces bent on our absolute destruction.
But prodigals, freed thralls, and uppity neonobles? By the gods, society's absolutely doomed and the end will surely be upon us if we let this continue.
The mendacity of politics will never -not- be tiring.
But prodigals, freed thralls, and uppity neonobles? By the gods, society's absolutely doomed and the end will surely be upon us if we let this continue.
The mendacity of politics will never -not- be tiring.
Written By Kaia
March 17, 2019, 9:53 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
With all that has been going on in the city...
I believe it might be best I make a brief journey back home, to Pridehall.
I'm feeling a bit homesick.
I miss mother and father,as well as the others.
If all goes well, I expect to return to Arx in the next couple of days.
After all, my heart does yearn deeply for someone here in the capital.
I wouldn't bare staying away for too long.
I believe it might be best I make a brief journey back home, to Pridehall.
I'm feeling a bit homesick.
I miss mother and father,as well as the others.
If all goes well, I expect to return to Arx in the next couple of days.
After all, my heart does yearn deeply for someone here in the capital.
I wouldn't bare staying away for too long.
Written By Kaia
March 17, 2019, 9:39 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Rest has been scarce these days.
I feel I must get better at combat, and soon.
I should be able to protect myself better.
One never knows when danger may approach.
Hmm...
I should really seek out some training with either cousin Michael,
or maybe down at Southport Square with the Malvici's.
I feel I must get better at combat, and soon.
I should be able to protect myself better.
One never knows when danger may approach.
Hmm...
I should really seek out some training with either cousin Michael,
or maybe down at Southport Square with the Malvici's.
Written By Faye
March 17, 2019, 9:08 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Another year has passed, and I find very little has happened as I thought it would, for both good and ill.
Written By Shard
March 17, 2019, 9:04 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Willow
I promise, you were never going to prevent this, no matter how many ransoms you paid. These people want only one thing out of this issue, and that's to keep thralls from ever being freed, and to be able to continue to make as many thralls as they want, without interference. This is why they got angry when the Liberators bought and freed thousands, despite following every one of their rules. This is why they murdered a freed man well before Brass ever showed his face. This is why they butchered an entire village and a Peer.
For the people doing this, thralldom isn't just a means to an end. Thralldom /is/ the end. And unless you let them have that, turn your back and let all those people remain enslaved forever, you're their enemy and they'd kill you as easily as they've killed everyone else.
For the people doing this, thralldom isn't just a means to an end. Thralldom /is/ the end. And unless you let them have that, turn your back and let all those people remain enslaved forever, you're their enemy and they'd kill you as easily as they've killed everyone else.
Written By Kedehern
March 17, 2019, 8:50 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
It seems I need a new blade for the Grand Melee. I shall be making a prodigious effort the next week or so to find one suitable.
Written By Venturo
March 17, 2019, 8:37 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Chiara
It's good to see Mistress Tavetti back safe and sound in her temporary home of Arx after what sounds like quite some time at sea and in various ports. However, I'm not sure if Arx is prepared for her return. Either way, Malespero Tower will be even more lively than normal for the moment.
Written By Dariel
March 17, 2019, 7:24 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Samuele
Lord Samuele Rubino, an acquaintance who I've only met on a few brief occasions, did invite me to meet him for wine and to get to actually get to know each other. Never one to decline an offer of wine and some interesting company I accepted. What could a knight and an artist talk about? As it turns out quite a bit.
I've never felt quite so acutely small than I did when in his presence. The cliche of a dull military type was certainly not true at all. His company was enjoyable and time rather flew by. He put a surprising proposal to me which I will certainly have to think over for a while.
I've never felt quite so acutely small than I did when in his presence. The cliche of a dull military type was certainly not true at all. His company was enjoyable and time rather flew by. He put a surprising proposal to me which I will certainly have to think over for a while.
Written By Edward
March 17, 2019, 6:53 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
It was a great pleasure to reconnect with family. I hope to see more of the wonderful Cady in the days to come. I have already sent a letter letting Elly know her sister is back in Arx. I am sure she will burn her eyebrows off in her excitement.
Written By Ouida
March 17, 2019, 6:34 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
The personal oath is written, and stares back at me upon the page.
It occurs to me that in my life I have sworn many oaths, and upheld them through joy or suffering, but that it has been my privilege to have always given my oath to one who is known to me and who has earned--at least insofar as my eyes and mind may take their measure--my word.
Not so this time. This time, with approval, we shall both place our trust, at least, initially, not because of each other, but to whom we belong and were born to. As has happened over and over again, with every generation before us. How normal this appears, and right. And yet, there are the words, stark upon ivory parchment. I wonder if my mother and her mother and her mother and her mother before her, and beyond, felt the same way. Not sad. Not without hope or excitement. But alone and vulnerable, despite knowing that all of us, regardless of name or staying or going, face it alone even as we weave something greater together with duty and dreams.
When things are difficult, I shall return to this place and remember. In all likelihood he also will have sat at his table, staring at words upon the page, to be given to another that has not yet earned that trust. May the gods grant peace, and may I remember grace. And duty.
It occurs to me that in my life I have sworn many oaths, and upheld them through joy or suffering, but that it has been my privilege to have always given my oath to one who is known to me and who has earned--at least insofar as my eyes and mind may take their measure--my word.
Not so this time. This time, with approval, we shall both place our trust, at least, initially, not because of each other, but to whom we belong and were born to. As has happened over and over again, with every generation before us. How normal this appears, and right. And yet, there are the words, stark upon ivory parchment. I wonder if my mother and her mother and her mother and her mother before her, and beyond, felt the same way. Not sad. Not without hope or excitement. But alone and vulnerable, despite knowing that all of us, regardless of name or staying or going, face it alone even as we weave something greater together with duty and dreams.
When things are difficult, I shall return to this place and remember. In all likelihood he also will have sat at his table, staring at words upon the page, to be given to another that has not yet earned that trust. May the gods grant peace, and may I remember grace. And duty.
Written By Reese
March 17, 2019, 5:56 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
I am still very pleased to have my father Prince Ahriman in town. Despite all that he has been through or maybe in part because of such, he is very intelligent and knows how things work. He survived many years of slavery and made it back to us after all this time. Him being back with us is a great blessing to the Graysons and will be to the Grayson military. I look forward to working closely with him to help defend Compact and the Crownlands,
Reese.
Reese.
Written By Reese
March 17, 2019, 5:51 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
I am pleased with how both the patrol of the Crownlands portion of the Great Road and the Recruiting for the Grayson Army went. I am thankful to the King and the voices of my house who entrusted me with such and allowed for such. I am also thankful to Dame Thena who gave me such a chance to help Solace and the Great Road.
I am very thankful to those who helped with recruiting - Princess Liara, Princess Roxana and Whisper Selene. They are very charming and intelligent woman and I was fortunate they agreed to help with such.
Then I am thankful to those who came on the patrol as well - Marquis Rymarr who was my second in command and who is a military minded man one wants on their side. Lady Rey and Lady Olivia who came to help heal. Duchess Lisebet who is so talented, she can use words like weapons. Lord Jyri who is a fine warrior and understands how many think and Lord Bedivere the White Hawk General.
I feel the Great Road in the Crownlands is much safer now for travelers.
Reese
I am very thankful to those who helped with recruiting - Princess Liara, Princess Roxana and Whisper Selene. They are very charming and intelligent woman and I was fortunate they agreed to help with such.
Then I am thankful to those who came on the patrol as well - Marquis Rymarr who was my second in command and who is a military minded man one wants on their side. Lady Rey and Lady Olivia who came to help heal. Duchess Lisebet who is so talented, she can use words like weapons. Lord Jyri who is a fine warrior and understands how many think and Lord Bedivere the White Hawk General.
I feel the Great Road in the Crownlands is much safer now for travelers.
Reese
Written By Mailys
March 17, 2019, 4:31 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Mirari
Sometimes I wonder why I come back to Arx, to all.. -this-. Mirari always reminds me, though. We have to look after each other, and all the Corsetinas out there.
Written By Donato
March 17, 2019, 4:22 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
I miss Caina, I always will whenever we are parted. I miss my sister, Oriana, as well. These feelings are blunted by knowing that this is best for Caina - and finding eager adventurers to help explore the island fully is going splendidly. I should throw them all a party, a real party.
Written By Rysen
March 17, 2019, 4:21 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Asger
Sleep well, cousin, knowing that we will keep your family safe. Avert your eyes, Gloria and mighty Sentinel. Awake dark spirits of vengeance. There is no sacrifice I will not make to find the truth. My shade will never rest until the designs of the guilty have been razed, and those responsible have been cast into the Abyss forever.
Written By Cambria
March 17, 2019, 3:40 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Sometimes, superlatives fail us.
Written By Cambria
March 17, 2019, 2:33 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
One must never underestimate moral cowardice as a factor in human existence.
Written By Cambria
March 17, 2019, 2:33 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
One must never underestimate moral cowardice as a factor in human existence.
Written By Ian
March 17, 2019, 2:32 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Ford
I guess I should say something about the Marquis.
I won't mourn him the way some will. He was a complicated man, and I saw a lot of sides of him. I know I have friends who'll be happy to hear that he's gone. I hope they'll remember the message his death was intended to send. This was revenge against my House for proving that the Isles can function without thralls. That by setting them free, we'll also untie our own hands.
Anyone who knows me, who knows my brothers or Lady Jan or the Marquis' siblings knows that for better or for worse, there's a stubborn streak that runs through Kennex blood. We're not going away.
Keep pushing. See what happens.
I won't mourn him the way some will. He was a complicated man, and I saw a lot of sides of him. I know I have friends who'll be happy to hear that he's gone. I hope they'll remember the message his death was intended to send. This was revenge against my House for proving that the Isles can function without thralls. That by setting them free, we'll also untie our own hands.
Anyone who knows me, who knows my brothers or Lady Jan or the Marquis' siblings knows that for better or for worse, there's a stubborn streak that runs through Kennex blood. We're not going away.
Keep pushing. See what happens.
Written By Joscelin
March 17, 2019, 2:29 p.m.(10/4/1010 AR)
The nights are getting colder. It's a pleasure wearing my blues, Aureth's skill is on par with his mother's, but don't tell him I said that.
Where did my boots go? Time to unpack my cloak, as well, the fur-lined one in shark leather. I still don't know how Oliver came up with the electrum clasp on his own. The man didn't know alloy to elbow.
Where did my boots go? Time to unpack my cloak, as well, the fur-lined one in shark leather. I still don't know how Oliver came up with the electrum clasp on his own. The man didn't know alloy to elbow.
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