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Written By Valerius

March 20, 2018, 5:59 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

I've realized this last week that with everything happening I should have spent the last few months preparing instead of...anything else, really. While my family is off fighting a war for us I'm horrified to realize I'm somehow less capable than I was before, and I suppose that means these next few weeks will be dedicated to repairing whatever damage I've done so far. I'll make it, after one more drink.

Written By Romulius

March 20, 2018, 5:59 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Elgana

I have the worst luck when it comes to women.

Or maybe the best.

I think it's the worst because I find myself attached to those I simply cannot marry.

I could try of course, but first Agatha would try and kill me, and then Darren would laugh at me, and tell Agatha to kill me.

For some reason that doesn't end well, even if I won, I think you'd get angry I hurt your big sister.

Damn it all.

Written By Romulius

March 20, 2018, 5:41 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Mailys

I wish I could do right be you as you deserve.

You saved me in a way nobody else could.

And I cannot even repay you or acknowledge it.

One cage... to another... I wish I could break these chains... but these ones are unbreakable.

I wish it were different.

Written By Ignacio

March 20, 2018, 5:17 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Rising Tides (Week 7)

I write this as I stand on the walls of Setarco, looking out over the island and out into the sea. I might enjoy being here if things had been different. Reports of the battles so far sound good, even though the there was a high cost, the enemy has been pushed back. My men seem restless and the rations seem unsatifying. I have been talking to them in hopes of keeping morale up, but we all have an idea of what is coming.

There is no falling back no more, no parleys, no quarter in what is to come. If we do not stand, the foe will not stop, they are relentless, they need no rest, they need nothing else but to keep marching forward until likely there is nothing left. I remember what has been asked of me, what my duty is to the Compact and my home alike. That will not be forgotten or ignored.

In life things are often complicated and no matter how complex everything becomes, what I really want is simple. Fire and steel. I just need to keep my calm and not get consumed by the flames. If I can do this, it is likely I can have everything I want. Well... almost everything...

Written By Cadenza

March 20, 2018, 4:53 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

It's been a long time since I've been a scout....

It was thrilling and terrifying at the same time. The things I saw and had to report back with in the Vanguard....made me truly question my sanity.

But I'm ready to do my duty as a scout again. Let's do this....

Written By Jacque

March 20, 2018, 4:42 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Reading books on strategy can be frustrating. You don't know whether the author put them in practice, or if they're just theorizing what works and what doesn't. Advice is good and well but I want them to be practical, not to be experiments that could be wildly wrong.

On the other hand, I ran out of whiskey again. I am fine with this.

Written By Valery

March 20, 2018, 4:04 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Armel

I heard Grandmaster Armel died in battle. I'm really sad about it.
He was a bit scary, sometimes, but I think he was really good and nice inside.
He always was nice to me, at least.
And he was always nice to the mice, he always had a treat for them...

I think he kept them for his small rabbits. I wonder if anyone is taking care of them...

Written By Vayne

March 20, 2018, 3:05 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Eirene

Lady Eirene

Feeling the hate you feel is wholly natural. Sitting with it and understanding it can spur you on to do more than you ever thought you could against your enemy - to win where you might never have been able to.

It can also tempt you and corrupt your soul if you give yourself over to it.

Do not be mastered by your hate, my Lady, but master it for your own purposes. If the Shrine of Tehom can be of any help in this matter, we stand ready to serve.

Written By Kaldur

March 20, 2018, 3:02 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Luca

The Fox Prince has sly feet, indeed.

Written By Kaldur

March 20, 2018, 2:29 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Peri

My sister and first-born. She says I will give her gray hair before her time. I think she'll look stunning with a shock of white hair. Just doing my part for the glory of Lagoma.

Written By Peri

March 20, 2018, 2:29 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Kaldur

I think he thinks I'm a bore. Since when did I become my brother's keeper? Daaaad!

Written By Kaldur

March 20, 2018, 2:24 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Reese

Princess Reese is both gracious and generous.

Written By Kenna

March 20, 2018, 2:04 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

The rest of the world continues to spin while we wait and watch for word to come from the battle front.

While our forces fight, I intend to make sure that everything stays as it should at home.

Including that cobweb that has somehow managed to set itself up in the uppermost corner of the hallway art gallery. Don't think I don't see you there small spider, I do. I just haven't had a chance to get someone to knock you down with a broom yet.

Written By Thena

March 20, 2018, 1:30 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Preston

I’m actually kind of speechless right now.

[Scholars Note: Dame Thena has requested that I add ‘scholar, I can /hear/ you laughing’ to this entry]

Written By Ann

March 20, 2018, 1:08 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

I've started this journal entry a hundred times and have never been able to complete it.

I do not possess the wit or the words to articulate the profound sense of gratitude to each and person that rose to face the ravenous hunger that threatens to devour us, having attempted to start at Stormwall and Southport. From every weapon and armor smith that so much as made an arrowhead and gauntlet to the people that sacrificed themselves selflessly so that another might live another day... Thank you.

Even though the hollowness of those words makes my stomach turn with their inadequacy, thank you.

The list is too long, the names too numerous and every one of you were instrumental to secure our future. Not Stormwall's. Not Southport's. They were only the first targets of many.

Not only did so many people lay their lives on the line to defend us, but now in the wake of the destruction of Stormwall, so many of you have also stepped up to offer help with the rebuilding after the fact that - I am simply /beside/ myself and overwhelmed with even /more/ gratitude.

Thank you, to you too.

Written By Gareth

March 20, 2018, 1:02 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Harlan

When every man died under my command before I was tortured and beaten for weeks on end, when I was returned to Arx a broken and crippled man, when people questioned my strategic decisions, of course I was able to say, you were not there, you have no honor.

In case my sarcasm does not translate through these pages let me further explain.

To silence those who would seek out the truth, simply because they were not there, is the path to foolishness. Perhaps you take issue with certain arguments or tone. Feel free. But to try and eliminate and get rid of the argument whether or not a person was there?

Surely you will not tell our King he has no honor, for questioning why a decision was made, or perhaps our Master of Questions? They were not there. Should they not ask these questions either Duke Ashford?

Or is it simply the people below you who should not question these things?

I have asked many questions about the battle in Stormwall, though I happen to prefer to do so in private, and I certainly hope you will let me have a little honor, my Lord. Just a spoonful of it should do.

Of course I have all the gratitude in the world for those who gave their lives, for those shed blood, for those who protected them. They are heroes of the compact and should be treated with due respect. If you were at the Battle of Stormwall, I owe you a great debt. With all that said, no hero is infallible, and all of us members of the compact should be accountable for our actions.

To be clear I am not weighing in on whatever current uproar there is on the Whites, but I cannot stand idly by when someone lays a curtain down and commands none to look at it, lest they be without honor.

Written By Thena

March 20, 2018, 1:01 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Does anyone out there know what sort of booze Grandmaster Armel preferred? If so, could that person get in touch with me?

Written By Mae

March 20, 2018, 12:46 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

I've gotten word from Magpie. The fight is still on, he says. More to do, he says.

He'll be joining the battle, he says.

My husband is not a military man. He does not lead men into battle. In fact, one of his best skills is running away from danger. And yet, he's determined he needs to fight. I'm frustrated, and upset, and angry. But I keep reminding myself what all is at stake. What he is fighting for, what he is fighting against.

Normally, I feel conflicted praying for the safe return of men and women who choose to go risk their lives in battle, and surely Magpie has made this choice. Yet, now, in the face of this actual and obvious evil? I pray. I pray that the Gods prevail, that the Compact prevails, and that my husband prevails.

Oh, and Mayir and Fortunato and everyone else, too.

Written By Lianne

March 20, 2018, 12:09 p.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

The right to question is inherent in our society, at the heart of our Faith.

It is present in the teachings of Vellichor, urging us toward understanding of our world, toward a foundation of wisdom in our daily lives. It is present in the teachings of the Thirteenth, encouraging us to hone our humanity through constant questioning, that we might know our own motivations and strive toward constant betterment.

Debate tone. Debate intention. Debate all the details until there's nothing left to pick apart.

Our right to question, however, ought never be a point of debate itself.

Written By Calypso

March 20, 2018, 11:51 a.m.(5/23/1008 AR)

Sent from Southport

It appears the visions were wrong. Or perhaps, Reveka Tyde saw the unites might of Southport and got scared. I don't blame her. Either way, our presence here feels like a waste and a diversion. Where we could be helping in Setarco, we are left waiting for an unknown attack.

Luckily, conversations with the Shav at our doors have started. Choices to be made. Perhaps we and the good Cavalry Riders of Valardin should host a feast here. Celebrate our willingness to defend one another after so many broken years. Even if that celebration is not bonded with battle.

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