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Written By Monique

May 14, 2017, 3:50 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Edward

I do welcome the attempt, Your Highness. To be fair, the deck was stacked against you with the last one.

Written By Luca

May 14, 2017, 3:08 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

As usual, I've taken some heat for things I've said. It's not that I _actually_ miss the Bringers or the death they caused. I just miss the challenge of fighting them and find myself slipping back into the depressive boredom when Ribbons isn't around to light up the day.

My solution? Agree to go on a little adventure for a friend trekking off into the forest looking for nasty supernatural things and bring her along. Is it sad that this is the sort of honeymoon I think we'll both enjoy? Probably to some, but I'm content as long as I get to stab something on the trip, even if it's my wife.

Written By Edward

May 14, 2017, 2:48 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Monique

I will win the next wager. To be sure.

Written By Edward

May 14, 2017, 2:46 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valencia

The Masquerade Ball was a hit and if I might add I believe a great success. The masks were fantastic and the hidden identities a great mystery. I hope to attend next time with my own.

Thank you, Your Highness, for hosting such a wonderful event and opening up your Hart to do so. I join the sentiments of others who expressed that it was the kind of event that was needed at the right time.

Written By Rymarr

May 14, 2017, 2:28 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

As I begin to write this, I realize the pain my hand feels after writing so many letters. It took a great deal of time and effort, but it was well worth it. The pains and cramps in my hand that I feel now are trivial and fleeting. Our House lost many in defense of the Compact, as many other Houses did as well. The pain in my hand is a welcomed sensation. It is a sensation which I must embrace with thankfulness in my heart. Those who gave their lives made the ultimate sacrifice, so accepting the discomfort of writing a few letters is the least I can do to pay respects to those who gave all for the people of Arvum. In order to permit those very people the opportunity to write on into the future. Those who committed themselves in the Compact, in Arvum's, most desperate hour has my eternal respect - both those who continue to live and those who have passed on to Elysia.

So write I shall, out of respect to those lost.

Written By Darren

May 14, 2017, 1:43 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Ysbail

Mistress Ysbail is a Shaman and young healer from Crovane lands. I've recently had the pleasure of having a few discussions with her and find her to be bright and driven, both good qualities for someone who has goals as lofty as she does. I hope that her new undertaking is successful, as I believe as she does - that it is good for her people, for Crovane, and for the North as a whole.

Written By Darren

May 14, 2017, 1:35 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Fiachra

I do not know the new Prince of Valardin well, but I can see the type of man he is when I see how Princess Alis looks at him. I enjoyed the short time we spent in Sanctum and on our return home, and look forward to getting to know him better soon.

Written By Darren

May 14, 2017, 1:33 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

I have never visited Sanctum before, except in stories and historic literature, so when I was invited to Princess Alis and Prince Fiachra's wedding, of course I was excited to go. It is one thing to imagine how you think a place should be; another to visit there, and walk upon the streets and talk to the people. Sanctum was everything that I expected - full of honor, full of tradition, rich with history - but it was something else entirely as well, and I think I learned a thing or two during my stay.

I long for the North even moreso now, though. And so in a few short days, I'll be packing up the horses and gathering up some guards to travel back to Farhaven. I have lived in Farhaven only in my memories and imagination for too long; it is far past the time to see my home again.

Written By Eleyna

May 14, 2017, 1:33 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

I told you that I would continue asking until you were tired of it.

Written By Yasmine

May 14, 2017, 1:22 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

I visited the new Shrine to the First Choice. My people have ever worshipped the First Choice on the open road beneath the open sky, maintaining no tie to anything that might chain us. It was strange to be in that place, to look upon stones and altar and think... perhaps there is a time for all things to settle. Perhaps forging ties and connections to a place isn't a chain that makes one a slave. Maybe it's time to change.

Written By Octavia

May 14, 2017, 12:49 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Nicia

She may do well here. It's good to have another peer on the bar.

Written By Octavia

May 14, 2017, 12:45 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Carita

I'm certain that I terrified her, but I had to know the truth.

Now I know I can trust her, if she ever dares set foot in my presence again.

Written By Octavia

May 14, 2017, 12:40 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

The Lament is clear of bodies, and yet so much remains to be done. I need stonecutters, an architect, and a clear vision from the Voice of Thrax as to what she wants to do with this gap.

At least now I can contemplate what to do next without my heart breaking for the innocents who died there.

Written By Angelo

May 14, 2017, 12:06 p.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Valencia

Princess, beneath the glinting yellow quartz eyes of the fox mask, was me. Honestly, it was a comfort to assume the role of the creature the mask was fashioned of: clever, confident. All adjectives that I would have used to describe aspects of my own personality once before.

With my ego weighed down, I would apply those descriptions to you. Now.

A gentle soul, a joyous laugh, your heart a blooming rose for the want to help everyone.

Written By Angelo

May 14, 2017, 11:56 a.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Selene

As suspected, she is every bit as brilliant as my cousin, and the overwhelming the general consensus, said she was. Her moods were plum roses and cool blue morning sky. It broke the monotony of the day. She offered conversation that bolstered my spirit while we took an ambulatory exploration around the Reflection Square's still pools and gardens.

A force of nature.

A phrase better applied to the Radiant, truth, than the compliment that she offered me.

Written By Calaudrin

May 14, 2017, 8:08 a.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Magpie

Let it be known by anyone with the poor sense to spend their time reading my white journal entries: I hate Magpie Grayhope with the burning passion of a thousand suns.

Written By Magpie

May 14, 2017, 7:49 a.m.(6/17/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Calaudrin

My dearest First Officer Estardes,

Given the nature of the request and the potential of a bond being built with the dame, I might perhaps welcome you to get involved in my relationships. You see, getting involved in my relationships is in essence exactly what I was asking, given the overlap that would be involved. You might be surprised at just how rewarding such interactions could be. If you're intimidated, it's okay. I'd be happy to educate you on some of the finer methods for maximum enjoyment.

Also, I should make it clear that it was very much *her* idea.

Written By Cassandra

May 14, 2017, 2:35 a.m.(6/16/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Juliet

My very favourite 'Niece' (actually, a second cousin, but she has always called me Aunt). We've exchanged letters and she promises to sneak into my chambers one of these nights with a bottle of wine.

I don't usually drink because I do foolish things. I dislike it when I relax so far. But with Juliet? Darling niece, I await your visit.

Written By Calaudrin

May 14, 2017, 12:12 a.m.(6/16/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Magpie

Stay out of my personal relationships, unless you want me involved in yours.

Written By Thena

May 13, 2017, 11:47 p.m.(6/16/1006 AR)

Tomorrow we go look for Petrae in the Gray Forest. Somehow I have ended up with a small company of highly competent military men who have volunteered to come along as protection, which is comforting if also a bit bewildering.
I am both trying to prepare for the inevitable, and finding that I cannot.

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