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Written By Haati

March 19, 2017, 8:15 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Fairen

A man that loves his wife very much to have a warrior of renown to wear armor I will be forging. It shows even in his stoic and proper air, love is there and how he wishes to be sure she is safe when she is in battle. The tip was nice as well and I shall make sure that it is everything he has imagined for his wife to wear and inspire those around her while wearing it and with the new weapon to wield also.

Written By Talen

March 19, 2017, 8:12 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Acacia

Does the tiara still exist, even? I haven't seen it in a while.

Written By Talen

March 19, 2017, 8:12 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

The battle is nigh. It is rare I fight on the field. Nobody can avoid it now, though - not even I.

Written By Talen

March 19, 2017, 8:10 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Blacktongue

Your wedding gift was most appreciated - favourite uncle.

Written By Haati

March 19, 2017, 8:08 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valencia

Truly the inspiration for the city itself. A lovely event and I was glad I could help the Princess of Redrain with my work. I'm also glad she loves the gift Ariel commissioned for her. It was a delight to work on the hairpins for such a wonderful woman as she is. Congratulations on your success and to the future of the Golden Hart.

Written By Rowan

March 19, 2017, 8:06 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Moths are well known to be drawn to the bright lights of the world. Most seek out candles and campfires and lanterns hanging on the streets. One young moth, however, became enamored with one particular bright star. The young moth's parents chided it. They encouraged it to turn its focus towards the more attainable and certain. The young moth was adamant though, and continued to chase the bright star. It never did reach the star, but by the time the young moth had become an old one, the chase had taken it far and wide, to see the world, to meet many souls, and down the road of a long and happy life while those moths that chased flames burnt their wings and died unable to fly.

Written By Leta

March 19, 2017, 8:05 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

There was a nice celebration of sorts, for the opening of Princess Valencia's Golden Hart. I'm not much of a gambler, other than to pass the time sometimes, on the road and such. There's other ways to pass the time, and I like those better, but a little bit of dice or cards can be good fun, and I wager I've won more silver than I've lost, over the years.

No gambling, this time, though there was a tournament and I could have bet on that. I think I'd have lost, though, so it's a good thing I didn't bet at all. It was a good show.

I liked the drinks too. I liked them all, to tell the truth, but the wine called Hot Blush was quite fancy, and I did enjoy Mistress Valery's tea quite a bit. Maybe I drank a bit too much of the whole lot, but I was feeling pretty warm on my way home, and that was a comfort..

Written By Jasher

March 19, 2017, 7:46 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Three lost gods now found. Rediscovered? No longer ignored? I'm pretty sure they knew where they were.

Skald has a priest or soon will. If you're the only one, does that make you Archlector by default? From what I hear, Skald would just buy an ale and watch them fight about it.

The Queen of Endings has a priest or one as close as makes no different. A prophet? Having her drop a book on your head seems to be pretty clear.

Question: how do you appoint an Archlector of the Dreamer? Answer: No idea but I'll sleep on it.

Written By Jasher

March 19, 2017, 7:39 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Plans have been made. My ships will be sailing alongside those of Costas Voducce. Our part of the task force is going to be harrying the Betrayer's shipping. Hopefully, there'll be some good loot to be had as none of this comes cheaply. I've yet to meet him but heard some good things for a mainlander.

Written By Valery

March 19, 2017, 7:34 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

It seems that my tea won a contest... I didn't even know there was a prize. But I'm glad they liked it.

Today was the celebration at the Stone Grove. It wasn't so bad... But Master Gavin didn't appear...

Written By Edda

March 19, 2017, 7:29 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Tikva

The family of the Twainfort would not be the same without her-- a kind friend as well as a gracious lady, even if she did choose to marry into a tangle of Prodigals like us. They chose each other wisely, even so. The little lord Tiber is a breath of fresh air, same as his mother's smile.

Written By Esoka

March 19, 2017, 7:01 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Thesarin

My life has been bound up with Thesarin's for so long I cannot remember a time when it was not. My tribesman of the Greenwoods. My leader, when the tribe was broken, and I had to find another path. My count, and I his knight, when we became this thing they call prodigal. My duty to him and his gives my life form and function, even when all else seems dark. He shall have my sword and my blood so long as I live.

Written By Hadrian

March 19, 2017, 6:21 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Costas

He watches over my sister on the battlefield and beyond, for which I am thankful. He is a man with a particular set of skills of which I believe any household could be well served in possessing. We are very fortunate to have him among us and Master Costas, hopefully, will grow as a result of his time sworn to House Malvici. So may it be until he is old, grizzled, and grey. Or meets an appropriately story-worthy demise. Whichever may come first. Oh, if they happened at the same time? Old, grey, grizzled... he may already be plenty grizzled though, plus a story-worthy ending? That would be a truly wonderful story for the ages, I suspect!

Overall our latest meeting was a good encounter and granted me valuable insight into the way the man thinks. Where he stands on certain social topics as well. It was interesting to say the least and I look forward to future shared discussions. He's also offered himself as a courier of sorts to deliver some matters of interest should I need such. A more personal touch than the average courier when such is needed. He truly is a man of varied skills and interests, which I can respect.

Written By Edain

March 19, 2017, 5:19 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Have you ever experienced actual silence? I am not talking about quiet. I am talking of the utter absence of any sound at all. It his horrifying. When I was still a squire and learning to tilt, a training exercise went very wrong and a jousting lance struck my helm and just the right angle to break the cheap training helm, and sent me falling backwards off the horse and striking my head against a post on the way down. The head wound called blood to pool in my ears until all sound was gone. Not a distracting ringing, not muffling of sound that made them sound weak and far away.

It was no sound at all. And in the absent of any sound, our minds almost immediately descend into panic. The sounds that surround us even the most subtle ones give us comfort, give the world a sense of permanency that even sight cannot give you. In time I mended and my hearing slowly came back, but for those two days of complete and utter silence, I would lash out violently unless a loved one was within arms reach. I was blessed that my sister, Princess Tabitha was willing to clear her schedule for a few days to dote on me.

Currently loping towards Arx with slow menace is an enemy that follows something called Silence, with a capital S. Many have written there thoughts on what this Silence is. I would be lying if I said I understood what it is. But if this is a thing that exists only in the truest forms of inescapable silence, then I can only imagine the madness it has given itself too. Maybe it is just wants to drag all the world into it's madness so it no longer has to suffer it alone. Maybe it is more like beast gone rabid, than a calculating fiend that we can hope to understand the motives of.

Either way it sounds like it is time for this feral animal to show us it's throat so we can put it out of it's misery, and let our voices be what shatters the silence once and for all.

Written By Niccolo

March 19, 2017, 5:17 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

I'm a very private man.

I don't like to narrate my life in white journals. I have moments, moments I decide to share with others. Moments that usually are dedicated to those I've lost. Not out of a desire to spill my life for others to read, but because I feel those I write about in those moments deserve to be remembered. They deserve to be preserved in the memory of others.

Those that care for my thoughts, know to come to me for them. And most of the time, I'll share them freely. Other times, trust must be earned for me to let them see what lies inside. Some have earned that trust, others not so much.

What is a truth that cannot be denied, however, is that the enemy we'll be soon facing, the one marching to our gates, the one that wants to kill us all, that wants to end things as they are, that wants to bring oblivion cares very little for how much I feel or trust others. It cares little for my own preferences on what I like to share or not. It is an enemy to all of us, regardless how we feel about each other. It is an enemy, that we must face together.

Those riding out to meet this enemy, regardless of your feelings for me, I salute you and I will pray to the gods to bring you victory and bring you back home safe. To my direct family that is putting itself at risk in order to fight this enemy, know that I think of you constantly. If I can't be at your side physically, know that I'm there in spirit.

Those staying in the city, preparing to help defend it if things get so dire, know that I cherish you. And we will fight together, and triumph together. Our enemy thinks that our differences with each other are a weakness, that we're unable to come together when is needed. Our enemy is about to discover, how wrong they truly are.

Written By Acacia

March 19, 2017, 5:16 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Magpie

There were rumors of two oft-forgotten ships snuggling together in the harbor when they thought no one was looking. It was Birdie who deemed it fit to inform me of such, given that ship-courtship is such a terribly important thing. Especially when the parents might be very particular about who's spending time aboard, what kind of mischief they might be getting into and whether they're out far too late for their own good. We decided it best if we keep in close contact, if only for the sake of the others concerned. I haven't regretted it yet. He has terrible, hilarious stories to share -- often specifically not about him. And maybe an amusing penchant for naming things. As for his abilities with his daggers. Well. It is what it is. At least the busy Hana will always have continued business!

Written By Acacia

March 19, 2017, 4:54 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Moira

It's easy to forget that Moira's younger than me sometimes. She carries herself well, always fusing that perfect mix of eloquent composure with just enough gutter to keep it easy to relate to. We don't run into each other that often, but she doesn't rag on my terrible attempts at poetry (or my ability to empty a room with it), is understanding when I might accidentally decorate a wall with a new hole or three, and always keeps my favorite whiskeys in stock. That Grayhope is a good one.

Written By Edain

March 19, 2017, 4:54 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

So I fought in the Golden Hart's first championship, and it was an experience that I think I learned something from. My first match was against Lord Commander Silas. A man I had never bested in personal combat. It was tough battle (and I have no dillusions, Lord Commander Silas was fighting with a little more pagentry than he usually does. Had he been more focused I'd not have won). But still it was a victory I was very proud of.

And then the very next match, Sir Mathias beats me savagely, and I think my blade did not hit him but once. I tried to put on a brave face, but if I am very honest with myself, I was embarrassed and looked like an amateur. Pride coming before the fall, I experienced great hubris. A reminder that you must always have your guard up, and be ready for any challenge.

Written By Rymarr

March 19, 2017, 4:30 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

Many changes of late with the king awakened. It has been both refreshing but also stressful; understandably so. I can say that those who watch over Alaric have done an admirable job, fulfilling their duties and being unwavering in their vigil. Something tells me that more changes lay over the horizon. Only time will tell and I will face them as I ever do. At least until I'm asked no longer to do so.

Gardening does sound relaxing. Or perhaps an orchard or vineyard to occupy my time, some day.

Written By Valencia

March 19, 2017, 4:23 p.m.(2/14/1006 AR)

We finally opened the Golden Hart. What an amazing night! So many beautiful faces and such generosity and kindness.

I will wholeheartedly admit that I was apprehensive despite my excitement and the continued reassurance that the Hart would be a success, but I certainly could not imagine how successful it would be.

The tournament was so very exciting. The best matches I have seen in some time. Lead by my most beloved cousin Luca, four bold and brilliant fighter took to the sands to open the Hart’s arena in style -- the renowned Mistress Zhayla, Lord Commander Sir Silas Mercier; Prince Edain Valardin of the Oathlands; and the remarkable and very talented Missere Mathias.

My heart still reels with such joy to see such talent and heart. All who entered the ring fought beautifully, but it was Mathias who bravely won the day and has been named the first of the Hart’s champions. I cannot wait to see who will earn their place next to him in the coming days.

The warm winter drink contest in the Main Hall was also a delight and such a huge success thanks to my sweetest cousin Cicero and a panel of esteemed judges. How they were able to pick just one is a mystery to me, but I am so grateful they were up to the task.

All the entries were excellent, however it was Mistress Valery’s spicy cinnamon and orange tea that won the 500 silver purse, followed by the delicious Marquessa Samantha Deepwood’s mulled caramel apple cider and Lady Juliet Fidante’s Hot Blush, a pale pink rose wine with spices and hints of carbonation. It is by greatest pleasure that Mistress Valery’s tea will be served as the Hart’s signature drink for the winter season.

And then there were games and drinking and dance. Gods, it was a beautiful night and a perfect way to open the Hart.

My only sadness is that there were so many faces missing. Those I care for but could not be with us. Some are gone, some I pray will return. It is a bittersweet thing. But I am eternally grateful for those who will return. I cannot wait to see them and pray that they are safe.

I am so very grateful to everyone who helped to make this possible. I cannot thank them enough.

To my dearest and most beloved Lord Asger, Cicero, Lord Dante, Mistress Joslyn, Lady Juliet, Kieran, Luca, Prince Remi and so many others who have been so kind to me along the way, I thank you. Your love, kindness and generous support humbles me. My heart is yours as always. I wish there was a way I could show adequate appreciation. I am so glad you are on this journey with me. With you, I am so much stronger and better person.

Thank you so very much to the Silver Consortium and much gratitude to Haati Wavehowler for donating four sets of outstanding armor and all a full sets of weapons so that all who step upon the sands of the Arena have fair opportunity to test their skills and hearts in the Ring of Valor. Your generosity and your dedication and skills inspire me.

And, it goes without saying how much I appreciate and adore those who have quietly shown their support and do not wish to be recognized. How I earned your kindness I do not know, but I am grateful or it and so very happy you are in my life.

The Hart is now open and I hope its halls, garden and arena are filled with people.

And now the real work begins.

With life, luck and love...

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