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Written By Branan

Dec. 19, 2016, 9:57 p.m.(6/7/1005 AR)

Sunrise, so crimson and copper,
Streaks its warming way across the indigo sky,
Turning nights wealth to pauper,
The city longs for the suns first kiss to draw nigh.

Written By Ainsley

Dec. 19, 2016, 9:42 p.m.(6/7/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Cara

I only know Lady Cara in passing. From our one meeting I'm glad she's a Voice. She'll do well. And she understands, I think, my need to stay out of politics. Also: She's terrifying.

Written By Ainsley

Dec. 19, 2016, 9:41 p.m.(6/7/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Hana

I commissioned a steel arming sword from Hana Grayhope.

Written By Ainsley

Dec. 19, 2016, 9:40 p.m.(6/7/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Felix

I met Felix at his weapon shop, his work is quite beautiful. And he seems friendly.

Written By Mydas

Dec. 19, 2016, 9:25 p.m.(6/7/1005 AR)

Already I feel limited by being away from the capital. In Arx, I could easily access fellow traders among other noble houses. Walk the streets and you could meet representatives within the hour. Or even higher nobles willing to indulge in trade agreements. Here... Well, I spend my time overseeing the production of whiskey and precious metals, when I'm not hunting down the debtors. Still, I miss the capital.

Written By Isolde

Dec. 19, 2016, 5:25 p.m.(6/6/1005 AR)

Meditation on the Reflection, a prayer.

Embrace thy passions
The Darkness to the Light
Be blinded by Neither.

See, and Embrace thy Strength,
Whole and complete
Claiming thy Power in Truth.

Act, use thy Strength to thrive,
To make thy people victorious,
Breaking the chains that bind them to fear.

In the Reflection, be Unbroken, Undiminished.

Written By Dominique

Dec. 19, 2016, 4:30 p.m.(6/6/1005 AR)

Counting today. I have shined my sword 99 times.. I better make it a full 100.

Written By Cara

Dec. 19, 2016, 3:57 p.m.(6/6/1005 AR)

And so I am away to Gemecitta once more, all packed up and shipped away like a crate of oranges. It is a strange feeling, to know that I am leaving Arx, which has in its way become more my home than the south.

For all of the pull of the olive groves and the heat of a Lycene summer, I shall look forward to returning, should the gods bless our travel and permit us to do so. It shall hopefully not be a long trip, and I look forward to recounting my journey home once I am returned.

(Please, city, do not burn down while I am away. I did not pack enough of my books with me.)

Written By Cassius

Dec. 19, 2016, 3:51 p.m.(6/6/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Belladonna

I don't care for parties.

But they are better when you have a friend to keep you company, and make sure you are not required to speak too often.

Written By Agnarr

Dec. 19, 2016, 2:03 p.m.(6/6/1005 AR)

Should probably revise my farewells. Been thinking of the spirits wrong.

Written By Aldwin

Dec. 19, 2016, 10:41 a.m.(6/6/1005 AR)

We have, all of us, been so far removed from the events of our past that many of the references no longer have the proper context to understand them. Idioms take on a certain implied meaning even while we forget their origins; laws remain in effect without our understanding of the situations that gave rise to them. In many cases we choose to continue through this cultural understanding instead of digging deeper to understand the origins. This is not something we should be ashamed of, but we must also understand that there will come a time when we have to examine the world around us and ensure that what we do still makes sense for the world we live in.

To most of us, the term magic has come be a catchall phrase implying any application of unseen force to achieve a goal that does not involve physical action. We think of magic as anything where willpower and some measure of unknown momentum sets something in motion, and perhaps set to it the trappings of vile ritual and human sacrifice to achieve these ends. This definition, though, is imprecise and it captures phenomena in our collective consciousness that we should be excluding. Limerance's Laws, specifically the fourth, bands our use of magic and dealing with those beyond the Mirror, as these actions were what lead to the Reckoning. These laws do not, however, take into account that magic comes from man, while Miracles come form the gods themselves.

As one previous Dominus put it, "Magic is, of course, forbidden, due to the horrors of the Reckoning and the scourge of the Sylv'alfar that we all bore witness to. But we know not all magic comes from the folly of man. Some individuals will perform miracles, touched by the gods. One touched by Mangata might turn water to wine. One touched by Lagoma might shift flames, without knowing this is so. One touched by Vellichor might have the blessing, and the curse, to never forget. Rarely they know they have these gifts, but as Dominus, I felt wise to remind all that these are blessings."

It's important to remember this distinction. Not everything that's supernatural should be qualified as magic. The gods still look upon us and still offer us their guidance and their blessings. Whether this is the hand of Jayus gently guiding Myrinda Grayhope in tailoring, or the blessing of Lagoma healing the lame beggar on the corner. In this area we must question what we see. We must discern what is the charlatan's tricks, the gods blessings, or the work of forbidden magic. We must never just assume that it all falls into the same bucket.

Written By Larissa

Dec. 19, 2016, 3:06 a.m.(6/5/1005 AR)

I suppose that I must clarify a thing or two.. as it's been brought to my attention by someone quite dear to me that my intent may have been misinterpreted.

Regarding Saedrus Cicisbeo: He is mine.

He is mine the way the Moon belongs to the Sun. He is the brother of my heart and my soulmate. And as we stand together, he and I, heartache a tangible, choking thing around us - we find ourselves at a loss as though we are a great and mighty ship but our sail has been lost to the kind of storm that swallows ships whole without a second thought. No matter the fight. No matter the struggle. Grief is a dangerous Mistress and one that would render flesh from bone and have us believing it was mercy.

So, my darlings, No. My claim upon Saedrus is not one of monogamy, nor any other inexplicable limitation I may have implied to be put upon him and vice versa. We are Courtesans, it is our lifes work to entertain and serve the many glorious houses of Arx. It is quite simply that in our darkest hours, the places we must go where humanity is stripped from us and all that we see is the ugly and broken, unfixable parts of ourselves, our horror and sorrow and grief and self pity, that he shall not go alone. Wherever he stands, I will stand beside him. Through grief and heartache. Through loves lost and found. Through the sorrow of the past and the potential joys of the future.

Written By Dominic

Dec. 19, 2016, 2:09 a.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Who the fuck is this Dominique and why do I keep getting messengers delivering his fucking mail to me?

Written By Nadia

Dec. 19, 2016, 12:07 a.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

He'll come back to me safe, I know he will.

Written By Nadia

Dec. 19, 2016, 12:06 a.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Godsdamn, I need a drink.

Written By Serafine

Dec. 18, 2016, 11:59 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Sometimes it takes a stranger speaking softly to finally listen to the same words loved ones have shouted at you for days.

Written By Harlan

Dec. 18, 2016, 11:46 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Killian

It is good to have another Ashford man back from the wilds. Time will tell whether or not he shares his brother's shortcomings, but I don't believe that to be the case. He seems to have a decent head on his shoulders. Let's try to keep it there.

Written By Leo

Dec. 18, 2016, 11:42 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Audric

Captain of the Valorous Few, a mercenary crew that operates around Arx. He was more at ease in my presence than I had expected and sharp enough to understand our situation. I will have to remember him for future endeavors.

Written By Harlan

Dec. 18, 2016, 11:40 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

I am in desperate need of a long, quiet hunt away from the city. I would usually want it to be solitary as well, but not this time. Perhaps that is a change in the right direction, or perhaps I am letting myself get too carried away. I don't know how one can trust themselves in these matters.

Written By Leo

Dec. 18, 2016, 11:36 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Hana

Barely old enough to be called it, this young woman is still worthy of the title Master Smith. Such a strange juxtaposition between who she is as a crafter and a person, but I appreciate competence in all forms.

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