Written By Bethany
Jan. 14, 2017, 5:51 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
( or anyone ) for granted.
Written By Serafine
Jan. 14, 2017, 4:17 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
Who's to know what happened? I tried to get you to share with me but you didn't. Instead I have a hole in my life and the gaping chasm of questions floating inside it.
I don't live with many regrets. It's hard to keep going forward when I look to the past, but I won't forget. I can't forget.
Wherever you are, my friend; I hope you find happiness. Be well, Damon.
Written By Cristoph
Jan. 14, 2017, 4:17 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
Written By Cristoph
Jan. 14, 2017, 4:13 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
Fortunately she seems much the same, if somehow even more serious, after travelling all of the way across the continent it was a huge relief to fine one familiar and much missed face.
Written By Calista
Jan. 14, 2017, 3:06 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
And for a time, it was.
Written By Eleyna
Jan. 14, 2017, 2:39 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
Anyone that truly knows me knows that is far from the case. I've simply given over the power of my will in favor of love. The love of my family. What had been needed, I have always provided if within my power. Those needs did not often align with my wants and so I learned to brush them aside.
But now, there is want. I know now why I was counseled to set want aside. It seeks to grow, to feed on itself, turning fascination to obsession. Want is dangerous.
Written By Jaenelle
Jan. 14, 2017, 2:30 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Damon
I was the last to see Lord Damon, and I have no idea if he is alive or dead. I wish to remain hopeful, even if that hope is misplaced.
Written By Juliet
Jan. 14, 2017, 2:27 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
That's what I thought. I was busy. I don't even remember if I sent a letter back with the messenger.
At least I have the memories.
But I regret not getting to see you one last time.
Written By Esera
Jan. 14, 2017, 2:18 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
Against the evils of this world, we must stand for something more than ambition. Against those evils, we must stand together.
Written By Anze
Jan. 14, 2017, 12:06 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
Written By Eirlys
Jan. 14, 2017, 12:02 p.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
I have found friends here already such as Percy, Ansel, Lyiana. Still there are times like a few days ago where I feel like I am out of place in this world.
I will find my place, of that I am certain, whatever it ends up being. I have my family around me, my friends. I know that this is just another test in my life, one I refuse to fail.
Written By Silas
Jan. 14, 2017, 11:57 a.m.(8/28/1005 AR)
I am displeased to notice his most recent journal entries implied he was in emotional turmoil and the darkness may be closing in. These are troubled times...
Written By Isolde
Jan. 14, 2017, 9:40 a.m.(8/27/1005 AR)
Written By Luca
Jan. 14, 2017, 8:23 a.m.(8/27/1005 AR)
Who am I kidding? These elves are going to be the death of me if Deva's temper doesn't get me first for having done this. I wouldn't even blame her.
Written By Dominique
Jan. 14, 2017, 7:44 a.m.(8/27/1005 AR)
I love you brother. I hope you find peace with Father and Grandfather. Now to entertain guests and plan a memorial service.
Written By Valencia
Jan. 14, 2017, 3:38 a.m.(8/26/1005 AR)
It has been awhile since I have lost someone I care for. I had forgotten how sharp the pain can be.
All I can think is why has this happened? How can you not be here?
How could you leave us like that? Don't you know you are needed? You promised. I know it is not your choice, but you promised.
I adored you so much and I hate that you are gone.
We never said goodbye properly. I wish I could see you just one more.
I still can't find the words. Perhaps there are none.
Written By Jackson
Jan. 14, 2017, 3:08 a.m.(8/26/1005 AR)
So of course I had to check that shit out, just to see what's up. Yeah, that throne is either a slap in the face to Arx or they have some really hilarious sense of humor. I'm thinking both.
Either way, I got one of them to drink with me. I guess I can cross off 'drinking with an elf' off my bucket list.
Still don't know if I'm some kind of elf-Prince now or something. But hey Prince of Alcohol isn't all that bad of title. I'll wear it.
Clearly, someone has to.
Written By Julea
Jan. 14, 2017, 1:38 a.m.(8/26/1005 AR)
If there was ever a big 'fuck you' to Arx, that must of been it. Either that, or an epic joke at our expense. I hope, for the sake of our Regent Council it is more the latter than the former.
Written By Cassandra
Jan. 14, 2017, 1:09 a.m.(8/26/1005 AR)
Iron is taken from the earth, this alone a gift from Petrichor, for it is he who gave mankind dominion over the hills and mountains. But only in the fires of Lagoma does iron bend, as is befitting the godess of change, mixed with the coal taken from Petrichor's trees, iron becomes steel before being quenched in the waters of Mangata to cool its rage and harden its core.
A complicated art, such knowledge would not be avaliable to us were it not for the blessings of Vellichor which allows us to hear from the minds of hundreds, if not thousands and allows the creation of such wonderous things. How else can man know how to work iron into steel, how to hone the edge or learn the ancient secrets of diamondplate and alaricite. But while it is Vellichor that informs the craftsman to such wonders, it is Jayus who inspires. As much as there can be no warrior without spirit, there can be no art without inspiration. It was under the guidance of him that man first struck hammer to anvil, and first sang songs of glory.
It is Gloria who taught us to defend our honor, as much as we defend our borders and loved ones. It is she who showed man how to wield the weapon with honor, so that we would not lose ourselves to the temptation of power inherent in such things. In much the same way, the Sentinel expects us to defend law and order, and justice must sometimes be brought at the end of a sword. And as Gird blesses us with wealth, so must we protect it from the greedy so that it may be spent freely and in accorance to the divine.
Even the Thirteenth can be seen through the sword, for much as he shows us dark reflection so do we see a dark reflection of ourselves. What we would be without the guidance of the gods whenever we clash steel with those that wield such power without honor, without sacred cause.
Remember this as a sacred duty, your weapons should be symbols of protection and divine cause. Only those whom have fallen from the gods should fear the bite of your steel if it is wielded with the dignity and honor for which it is intended.
Written By Harald
Jan. 13, 2017, 11:49 p.m.(8/26/1005 AR)
Yet this is no common foe: it is a sea monster out of legend, aged and terrible, powerful beyond knowledge and surrounded by a lifeless void. Guarded by legend and tradition, there is no approaching it in stealth; coming against such a monster in it’s lair is plainly impossible.
Can it breath the burning sea?
Could thirteen priests of Mangata bless the sea beneath a ship? I'd think so; the sea is Mangata’s domain, if a priest of the Goddess can't channel her blessing through the very medium of Mangata’s power then she must not like him very much.
Not a gamble any man would trust in, unless his wits were cracked, but a slim chance remains better than none. It's a flimsy shield, an uncertain wall. We still need a weapon. We need many weapons to strip away the monster's lackeys and strike at its heart.
This kraken presents a challenge like no other in memory.
Also, elves arrives today.
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