Written By Luis
March 25, 2018, 11:14 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
We had so many things we were waiting till 'after the war' to deal with. So many conversations, so many promises, so many things unsaid. I promised you that I would keep your betrothed safe, and she came back, unharmed, except broken. Broken in spirit and heart for the loss of the one whom meant so much to her.
Your loss is a tragedy that I would never wish upon any. I do not even know where to begin to help Lucita recover. I do not know that she can, but we shall be there for her. I will carry the oath I made with you to the grave and see that she will thrive, even if it is only upon your memories and spirit that she subsists.
Continue to fight well and may your travels be blessed and light. I shall keep my promise and see that it is a very long time before she finds you again, and you know I mean that in the best way possible.
Your loss is a tragedy that I would never wish upon any. I do not even know where to begin to help Lucita recover. I do not know that she can, but we shall be there for her. I will carry the oath I made with you to the grave and see that she will thrive, even if it is only upon your memories and spirit that she subsists.
Continue to fight well and may your travels be blessed and light. I shall keep my promise and see that it is a very long time before she finds you again, and you know I mean that in the best way possible.
Written By Nisaa
March 25, 2018, 11:07 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
I too am full of sorrow for the loss of Abbas. I have seen others speak of their loss of him as well. I have also been seeing many speak of the man in the time since I have arrived in Arx, focusing on the atrocities he committed. He knew he was not endeared to most peoples. I know what many think too. But for me, he was being a man who listened to what I had to say. He helped me when I was in need of guidance. I am deeply saddened by the loss of him. I wish I could erase the last images of him that haunt my memories, replace them with the ones of more happiness I had of him before that moment. He was a friend, of whom I will always be holding dear in memory along side a deeper sorrow that I could not help him more.
I am of course saddened by the many lives given in battle. Most I did not know well myself. But Abbas, and Estaban have left their marks upon me. I will also miss Baron Estaban Saik. He was always a sweet, kind friend to me. It has been a long time since we had the opportunists to speak, but I was happening upon him not long ago in the street. We stopped, hugged, and shared a smile with the few words of pleasantness we had time for. That is my last memory of him, and one I will cherish. I am hoping his wife will find some peace in the knowings of how kindly he was thought of by so many.
May all who lost their lives find their way to the wheel with ease, and may all who remain to mourn find solace for the memories in the hearts. We are all so many of us filled with heartache and grief. Do not be pushing aside the despair too soon. Let the tears fall, for they are a mark of how deeply we have loved, whether in friendship, romance, or family bondings.
I am of course saddened by the many lives given in battle. Most I did not know well myself. But Abbas, and Estaban have left their marks upon me. I will also miss Baron Estaban Saik. He was always a sweet, kind friend to me. It has been a long time since we had the opportunists to speak, but I was happening upon him not long ago in the street. We stopped, hugged, and shared a smile with the few words of pleasantness we had time for. That is my last memory of him, and one I will cherish. I am hoping his wife will find some peace in the knowings of how kindly he was thought of by so many.
May all who lost their lives find their way to the wheel with ease, and may all who remain to mourn find solace for the memories in the hearts. We are all so many of us filled with heartache and grief. Do not be pushing aside the despair too soon. Let the tears fall, for they are a mark of how deeply we have loved, whether in friendship, romance, or family bondings.
Written By Alarissa
March 25, 2018, 11 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Darrow
Darrow Darkwater.
How many conversations did we have? Not enough. I once watched him stand in front of Victus' liquor bottles and arrange them all because he disliked the chaos of the different colours all over the place. I had to admire him. It took him near three hours. He smiled once even, just before he was taking off and I wanted to ensure that he had good armor. If he was going to make one last stand, it would be to the very last. He touched his sword, ran a hand along the hilt and smiled.
He spoke of Castle Lament. Of why it is called such and touched some on why he was, as he was and I could understand. He was a refreshing bucket of very cold water after you have been sitting in the hot springs. I could count on him. I will write this again. I could without a doubt, count on the dour Lord of Darkwater. So much so that I gave him my cobalt forged dagger to try and give him every edge that I possibly could.
Where others saw a solid and unrelenting knight who never smiled, was dry as an Eurus desert at the peak of noon, I saw a refreshing man who spoke truth, who enjoyed a frank conversation and never faltered in his devotions for family, fealty and faith.
I will miss the Knight of Sorrows. May he spend time in the shining lands and may we all know the bravery and strength that he possessed and find a bit of it in ourselves. Till next you come off the wheel Lord Darrow.
How many conversations did we have? Not enough. I once watched him stand in front of Victus' liquor bottles and arrange them all because he disliked the chaos of the different colours all over the place. I had to admire him. It took him near three hours. He smiled once even, just before he was taking off and I wanted to ensure that he had good armor. If he was going to make one last stand, it would be to the very last. He touched his sword, ran a hand along the hilt and smiled.
He spoke of Castle Lament. Of why it is called such and touched some on why he was, as he was and I could understand. He was a refreshing bucket of very cold water after you have been sitting in the hot springs. I could count on him. I will write this again. I could without a doubt, count on the dour Lord of Darkwater. So much so that I gave him my cobalt forged dagger to try and give him every edge that I possibly could.
Where others saw a solid and unrelenting knight who never smiled, was dry as an Eurus desert at the peak of noon, I saw a refreshing man who spoke truth, who enjoyed a frank conversation and never faltered in his devotions for family, fealty and faith.
I will miss the Knight of Sorrows. May he spend time in the shining lands and may we all know the bravery and strength that he possessed and find a bit of it in ourselves. Till next you come off the wheel Lord Darrow.
Written By Mirari
March 25, 2018, 10:56 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Sometimes the whites are more amusing than they probably should be.
Written By Aurus
March 25, 2018, 10:45 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
That's a good question - what am I supposed to -do- here, now that I've arrived?
Certainly I'm going to get tired of dictating these journals, though, I daresay the servants of the household would be marking my every word regardless.
Certainly I'm going to get tired of dictating these journals, though, I daresay the servants of the household would be marking my every word regardless.
Written By Gaston
March 25, 2018, 10:44 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Amarantha
That poem touched me, Lady Amarantha. You write such beautiful words, I don't know what to say. I look forward to seeing this play of yours, truly. I am sorry I was rude.
Written By Valencia
March 25, 2018, 10:41 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Brogan
Welcome home, my lord.
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Written By Thesarin
March 25, 2018, 10:37 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
It's been asked that those of us who were at Stormwall put to words what we saw at the battle.
Saw more soldiers than I had in all my life, when we stood to muster. Northmen and Oathlanders and Crownlanders and soldiers of the Faith.
I stood at the beaches when the first waves came. Saw Alban Farshaw lead off the cavalry to scatter the first landers, saw Sir Holden riding out with Esoka. Saw Rey Laveer tending to the wounded while arrows and burning pitch fell onto the ranks.
Saw the spirits of the sky striking at the ships that were coming. Sank some and drove the rest away. Called by Khanne Stormcaller and the other Shamans. That ain't a sight I'm like to forget.
Past that, all I can talk of is an attack like a river of bodies. Broke on the walls again and again, but never let up and never ebbed. We fought, and we bled, and I can talk of Michael Bisland bringing the troops to force the ladders off the walls.
I didn't see it, but Eirlys Greenmarch's sacrifice should never go unremembered. Or my wife, Countess Mia Riven, standing guard over the wounded as they were carried out.
But most of what I can tell of Stormwall is fucking hours of bloody fighting and bloody retreat in the rain and storm, until we set the whole city to the torch.
Saw more soldiers than I had in all my life, when we stood to muster. Northmen and Oathlanders and Crownlanders and soldiers of the Faith.
I stood at the beaches when the first waves came. Saw Alban Farshaw lead off the cavalry to scatter the first landers, saw Sir Holden riding out with Esoka. Saw Rey Laveer tending to the wounded while arrows and burning pitch fell onto the ranks.
Saw the spirits of the sky striking at the ships that were coming. Sank some and drove the rest away. Called by Khanne Stormcaller and the other Shamans. That ain't a sight I'm like to forget.
Past that, all I can talk of is an attack like a river of bodies. Broke on the walls again and again, but never let up and never ebbed. We fought, and we bled, and I can talk of Michael Bisland bringing the troops to force the ladders off the walls.
I didn't see it, but Eirlys Greenmarch's sacrifice should never go unremembered. Or my wife, Countess Mia Riven, standing guard over the wounded as they were carried out.
But most of what I can tell of Stormwall is fucking hours of bloody fighting and bloody retreat in the rain and storm, until we set the whole city to the torch.
Written By Aurus
March 25, 2018, 10:32 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Jeffeth
The city seems to have no shortage of capable knights, many of them seemingly returned fresh to the city after the campaigns in Stormwall and Setarco. One I met, Sir Jeffeth Bayweather, managed to best Princess Reese Grayson in a match, and rumors of her skills have reached even the Oathlands.
Is that my hand I feel, itching to have a blade in it?
Truth be told, I chafed when I was directed to remain within Blancbier instead of heading with the levies.
Is that my hand I feel, itching to have a blade in it?
Truth be told, I chafed when I was directed to remain within Blancbier instead of heading with the levies.
Written By Aurus
March 25, 2018, 10:29 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
It's been a rather dull journey from Blancbier, but the first days in the city have exceeded my expectations. A change of pace is always refreshing, and there's certainly no end of people to meet.
Bright and shining city, though if what my family's hinted to be true, dark tides at the shore.
Bright and shining city, though if what my family's hinted to be true, dark tides at the shore.
Written By Petra
March 25, 2018, 10:28 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
To those who are gone, we will not forget you.
To those who are remain, we will carry forward.
To those who are still to come, we will share the memories we bear and the wisdom gained.
To those who are remain, we will carry forward.
To those who are still to come, we will share the memories we bear and the wisdom gained.
Written By Esoka
March 25, 2018, 10:27 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Thena
I've seen Thena Grayhope take on the vows of knight and godsworn with as much strength and dedication as any woman in Arvum. I've no doubt she'll shoulder the duties of Grandmaster of the Solace with honor. More than that, I'm proud to call her my friend.
Written By Luis
March 25, 2018, 10:26 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Margerie
As is the way of many whom simply do. Many would not seek to share their own deeds, boast of them, nor speak of them outside of the ones with whom such actions were partaken. It is once again a credit to Sir Norwood that you would admit his lack of a desire to share such things himself. For him he would likely say it was just his duty. For all of us who fight for the protection of the realm it is easy to simply look at that duty as the way of life, but it was one small action that I saw upon the field that day and one that I believe encapsulates the dedication and perseverance of the Valardin way of life. It was a shining example and of all the things that could and are recorded in these journals, I would see that such action would not be forgotten to the generations to come.
Written By Athaur
March 25, 2018, 10:21 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Dearest Riva,
It has taken me some time to pen this as my heart has had to steady its self. Lady Eirlys has died. I have drank, I have smoked and I have sat in utter disbelief, though she died in battle and will be remembered for her bravery it does not reduce the pain which I have endured.
I shall soon make a proclamation about her and all the lives lost during this war, loss is something we all know too well, so I mourn and offer my prayers to the Gods and Spirits that tend to her now.
It has taken me some time to pen this as my heart has had to steady its self. Lady Eirlys has died. I have drank, I have smoked and I have sat in utter disbelief, though she died in battle and will be remembered for her bravery it does not reduce the pain which I have endured.
I shall soon make a proclamation about her and all the lives lost during this war, loss is something we all know too well, so I mourn and offer my prayers to the Gods and Spirits that tend to her now.
Written By Aureth
March 25, 2018, 10:15 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Even the most despicable human being who lived in this generation is a human being with a soul to be taken back into the arms of Death, whose passing changes the lives of those close to him.
Having a public argument about which of you is mourning him more is completely fucking ludicrous, though.
Having a public argument about which of you is mourning him more is completely fucking ludicrous, though.
Written By Olivia
March 25, 2018, 10:13 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Everyone has returned from the fronts, myself and many others from Stormwall, others from Setarco. Harlan was injured, but I have been tending to him, and everything is settling back to normalacy... or thereabouts. There are many memorial ceremonies although I rarely have the spirit to attend them.
In lighter thoughts, I enjoyed some visitors today, they were interested in my gardening and we spoke some about the matter. It's nice to have a distraction.
In lighter thoughts, I enjoyed some visitors today, they were interested in my gardening and we spoke some about the matter. It's nice to have a distraction.
Written By Astraea
March 25, 2018, 10:06 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
"Things derive their being and nature by mutual dependence and are nothing in themselves" -a long forgotten Scholar
Written By Caith
March 25, 2018, 10 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Belladonna
Oh for goodness' sake...
Please forgive a poorly worded journal entry. What was written as '-- there is someone no one openly mourns --' should have been penned as '-- there is someone -nearly- no one openly mourns --'. I certainly was not attempting to corner the market on Abbas-mourning or diminish his sister's grief.
I wish the man were still with us.
I wish more mourned his passing.
That is all.
Please forgive a poorly worded journal entry. What was written as '-- there is someone no one openly mourns --' should have been penned as '-- there is someone -nearly- no one openly mourns --'. I certainly was not attempting to corner the market on Abbas-mourning or diminish his sister's grief.
I wish the man were still with us.
I wish more mourned his passing.
That is all.
Written By Amarantha
March 25, 2018, 9:59 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaston
Don't make me cancel the lovely dinner with Agatha, Mirari, and Fianna that we're planning.
Have a poem to calm that temper. It's from a play I'm working on.
"Afeard of none!" His Fate's begun--
"No sprite or puck; no curst ol'luck!
Breeze in! Bob up! Hear, lassie wild?
You've not a storm to sink my smile!
Come! Hear it said--I dared it once.
Shall twice I date? I'd feel no worse!"
She breathed a whisper in his ear:
"Lassie wild has heard yer prayers!
Afeard of none? No sprite or puck?
What say ye 'bout a wash of salt?"
"No doubt appear with hope to fright!
With faith you'd steal the captain's eye?"
No dread, no awe--but have my word:
I'd damn you twice, an feel no worse!"
He fixed her with a steely eye, and
spitting, sealed his ship's demise.
Have a poem to calm that temper. It's from a play I'm working on.
"Afeard of none!" His Fate's begun--
"No sprite or puck; no curst ol'luck!
Breeze in! Bob up! Hear, lassie wild?
You've not a storm to sink my smile!
Come! Hear it said--I dared it once.
Shall twice I date? I'd feel no worse!"
She breathed a whisper in his ear:
"Lassie wild has heard yer prayers!
Afeard of none? No sprite or puck?
What say ye 'bout a wash of salt?"
"No doubt appear with hope to fright!
With faith you'd steal the captain's eye?"
No dread, no awe--but have my word:
I'd damn you twice, an feel no worse!"
He fixed her with a steely eye, and
spitting, sealed his ship's demise.
Written By Dianna
March 25, 2018, 9:57 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)
It seems an age since I have set foot in the city of Arx -- and given all that has happened, perhaps it has been. I return to find that, during my time away tending to Ostria, there have been births, and marriages, and deaths. So many, many deaths. It is tempting to say that so much has changed -- but is that really possible, when it seems none of us ever truly know this city at all?
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