Written By Talen
March 16, 2018, 1:35 a.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I, Talen Velenosa, Archduke Consort of Lenosia and Grand Duke Consort of the Lyceum declare this to be my final Will and testament. This Will invalidates any other documents of the same or similar nature when it comes to this matter.
- Archduchess Eleyna Velenosa: I leave a letter addressed accordingly in my Black Journals. Additionally, I leave the words, "Four is your high score - stop there."
- Prince Donato Velenosa: I leave a letter addressed accordingly in my Black Journals. Additionally, I leave the Lenosian diresnake hide and rubicund armour as well as the matching schiavona and stiletto blades.
- Princess Adriana Velenosa and Princess Luciana Velenosa: I leave a letter addressed accordingly to each in my Black Journals. Additionally, I leave my high quality steel armour, diamondplate sword and throwing knives which are to be held in trust until they duel over who gets what.
- Blacktongue Artiglio: I leave 'an intricate golden puzzle box, dented and streaked with black soot' and its contents.
- Princess Jaenelle Velenosa: I leave any tangible medals or awards made of precious metal or greater that have been provided to me posthumously.
- Princess Isolde Velenosa: I leave the words, "If he hurts you I will come back from the dead to kill him myself".
- Prince Alistair Velenosa: I leave the words, "If you hurt her I will come back from the dead to kill you myself".
- Prince Luca Velenosa: I leave the returned responsibility of any potential mass murders of avian creatures Princess Ophelia Velenosa will commit without supervision otherwise. Additionally I leave the words, "Get up, get up, you lazy lump."
- Prince Niccolo Velenosa: I leave the words, "I'll tell Giovanni you weren't the worst father to have been given to. Your lessons were invaluable, if not always welcomed."
- Brother Driskell Stillwater: I leave the words, "See you when I see you, friend."
- Baron Audric de Lire: I leave the outstanding balance of 12,731 Silver knights owed from countless 'get the round in and I'll pay you back later' moments. This should be given in the smallest denominations possible, ideally for a total of 127,310 Copper bits.
- High Lord Victus Thrax: I leave a Lenosian-class Caravel (toy), the Carlotta (mini), with full rights and ownership so that he might pretend he actually has one until he does.
- High Lord Darren Redrain and Princess Consort Donella Redrain: I leave the words, "I'm still not even sorry for what we did."
- Duchess Calista Fidante: I leave 'a non-descript box' and its contents. Additionally, I leave the words, "It's not empty this time. Probably."
- House Mazetti: I leave 'Chianti, a majestic black Ostrian horse'. Additionally, I leave the the words, "Best horse I ever owned, I only punched it a few times, still in good but used condition."
My Black Reflections are to be released at my death to Archduchess Eleyna Velenosa and Brother Driskell Stillwater. After a period of no less than seventy years has passed, the entirety of my Black Reflections may be released to the public.
- Archduchess Eleyna Velenosa: I leave a letter addressed accordingly in my Black Journals. Additionally, I leave the words, "Four is your high score - stop there."
- Prince Donato Velenosa: I leave a letter addressed accordingly in my Black Journals. Additionally, I leave the Lenosian diresnake hide and rubicund armour as well as the matching schiavona and stiletto blades.
- Princess Adriana Velenosa and Princess Luciana Velenosa: I leave a letter addressed accordingly to each in my Black Journals. Additionally, I leave my high quality steel armour, diamondplate sword and throwing knives which are to be held in trust until they duel over who gets what.
- Blacktongue Artiglio: I leave 'an intricate golden puzzle box, dented and streaked with black soot' and its contents.
- Princess Jaenelle Velenosa: I leave any tangible medals or awards made of precious metal or greater that have been provided to me posthumously.
- Princess Isolde Velenosa: I leave the words, "If he hurts you I will come back from the dead to kill him myself".
- Prince Alistair Velenosa: I leave the words, "If you hurt her I will come back from the dead to kill you myself".
- Prince Luca Velenosa: I leave the returned responsibility of any potential mass murders of avian creatures Princess Ophelia Velenosa will commit without supervision otherwise. Additionally I leave the words, "Get up, get up, you lazy lump."
- Prince Niccolo Velenosa: I leave the words, "I'll tell Giovanni you weren't the worst father to have been given to. Your lessons were invaluable, if not always welcomed."
- Brother Driskell Stillwater: I leave the words, "See you when I see you, friend."
- Baron Audric de Lire: I leave the outstanding balance of 12,731 Silver knights owed from countless 'get the round in and I'll pay you back later' moments. This should be given in the smallest denominations possible, ideally for a total of 127,310 Copper bits.
- High Lord Victus Thrax: I leave a Lenosian-class Caravel (toy), the Carlotta (mini), with full rights and ownership so that he might pretend he actually has one until he does.
- High Lord Darren Redrain and Princess Consort Donella Redrain: I leave the words, "I'm still not even sorry for what we did."
- Duchess Calista Fidante: I leave 'a non-descript box' and its contents. Additionally, I leave the words, "It's not empty this time. Probably."
- House Mazetti: I leave 'Chianti, a majestic black Ostrian horse'. Additionally, I leave the the words, "Best horse I ever owned, I only punched it a few times, still in good but used condition."
My Black Reflections are to be released at my death to Archduchess Eleyna Velenosa and Brother Driskell Stillwater. After a period of no less than seventy years has passed, the entirety of my Black Reflections may be released to the public.
Written By Eleyna
March 16, 2018, 1:34 a.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
As for the dispensation on my personal property in the event of my death:
To Sybilla Rossi and Jiacomo Contraltini, I deed my ownership in an estate outside of Lenosia, once my childhood home, as well as a monthly stipend for the rest of their lives for faithful and devoted service.
To Princess Serafine Velenosa, I give my silk dresses to be disposed of as she wishes.
To Princess Isolde Velenosa, I leave the gowns and a bow that were left to me by her sister.
To Princess Alarissa Thrax, I leave my most risqué gowns to remember that sometimes less -is- more.
To Prince Victus Thrax, I leave the responsibility to make sure my husband doesn’t drink himself into oblivion after I’m gone. And a broken table.
To Princess Donella Redrain, I leave a silver filigree pendant set with a large, exquisite Duskstone.
To Prince Luca Velenosa, I leave the contents of my liquor cabinet.
To Brother Driskell, I leave the memory and legacy of our shared dream. When I am gone, it will be up to you to keep it alive.
To Father Orazio, I leave a champagne silver brooch and well as a memory of a dance shared long ago.
To Baron Stefano Gilden, I leave my horse, Bianchetta.
To Baroness Enyo Gilden, I leave my dagger, Webripper, as well as my armor.
To Dame Leta Broadbent, I give all the raw silk I currently have stored in a warehouse in Arx.
To Mirari Corsetina, I leave my masks and a book of alchemical recipes. She will know what to do with them.
To Blacktongue the Harlequin, I leave the custody of Oleander the Tarantula and Hiss the Viper.
To my son, Donato, I leave my assorted writings and papers as well as the wedding ring that his father made for me to be given to his bride one day.
To my daughters, Adriana and Luciana, I leave my other jewelry, art, a specific document, as well as letters addressed to each of them.
To my husband, Talen, I leave any remaining belongings, permission to view my Black Reflections, my heart (yes, my actual heart if it can be recovered from my body) as well as the following words:
“I saved the best for last. I will be waiting for you. Forever.”
My Black Reflections are to be released at my death to Archduke-Consort Talen Velenosa and Brother Driskell. After a period of no less than seventy years has passed, the entirety of my Black Reflections may be released to the public.
To Sybilla Rossi and Jiacomo Contraltini, I deed my ownership in an estate outside of Lenosia, once my childhood home, as well as a monthly stipend for the rest of their lives for faithful and devoted service.
To Princess Serafine Velenosa, I give my silk dresses to be disposed of as she wishes.
To Princess Isolde Velenosa, I leave the gowns and a bow that were left to me by her sister.
To Princess Alarissa Thrax, I leave my most risqué gowns to remember that sometimes less -is- more.
To Prince Victus Thrax, I leave the responsibility to make sure my husband doesn’t drink himself into oblivion after I’m gone. And a broken table.
To Princess Donella Redrain, I leave a silver filigree pendant set with a large, exquisite Duskstone.
To Prince Luca Velenosa, I leave the contents of my liquor cabinet.
To Brother Driskell, I leave the memory and legacy of our shared dream. When I am gone, it will be up to you to keep it alive.
To Father Orazio, I leave a champagne silver brooch and well as a memory of a dance shared long ago.
To Baron Stefano Gilden, I leave my horse, Bianchetta.
To Baroness Enyo Gilden, I leave my dagger, Webripper, as well as my armor.
To Dame Leta Broadbent, I give all the raw silk I currently have stored in a warehouse in Arx.
To Mirari Corsetina, I leave my masks and a book of alchemical recipes. She will know what to do with them.
To Blacktongue the Harlequin, I leave the custody of Oleander the Tarantula and Hiss the Viper.
To my son, Donato, I leave my assorted writings and papers as well as the wedding ring that his father made for me to be given to his bride one day.
To my daughters, Adriana and Luciana, I leave my other jewelry, art, a specific document, as well as letters addressed to each of them.
To my husband, Talen, I leave any remaining belongings, permission to view my Black Reflections, my heart (yes, my actual heart if it can be recovered from my body) as well as the following words:
“I saved the best for last. I will be waiting for you. Forever.”
My Black Reflections are to be released at my death to Archduke-Consort Talen Velenosa and Brother Driskell. After a period of no less than seventy years has passed, the entirety of my Black Reflections may be released to the public.
Written By Eleyna
March 16, 2018, 1:29 a.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I, Eleyna Velenosa, Archduchess of Lenosia and Grand Duchess of the Lyceum declare this to be my Will on the matter of the line of succession of House Velenosa. This line of succession will take effect upon my death. This Will invalidates any other documents of the same or similar nature when it comes to this matter.
I name Prince Donato Velenosa as my heir in the event of my death. If I predecease his father, Archduke-Consort Talen Velenosa is to be named Regent until Prince Donato comes of age. In the event that we both die before Prince Donato is of age, Princess Jaenelle Velenosa is to be named Princess-Regent with Duchess Calypso Malvici named Lady-Protector and Duchess Calista Fidante named Lady-Advocate until he reaches his majority.
Following Prince Donato and his progeny, the line of succession is as follows:
Princess Adriana Velenosa and her progeny, followed by
Princess Luciana Velenosa and her progeny, followed by
Princess Isolde Velenosa and her progeny.
I name Prince Donato Velenosa as my heir in the event of my death. If I predecease his father, Archduke-Consort Talen Velenosa is to be named Regent until Prince Donato comes of age. In the event that we both die before Prince Donato is of age, Princess Jaenelle Velenosa is to be named Princess-Regent with Duchess Calypso Malvici named Lady-Protector and Duchess Calista Fidante named Lady-Advocate until he reaches his majority.
Following Prince Donato and his progeny, the line of succession is as follows:
Princess Adriana Velenosa and her progeny, followed by
Princess Luciana Velenosa and her progeny, followed by
Princess Isolde Velenosa and her progeny.
Written By Theodoric
March 16, 2018, 1:25 a.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
There are a few types of quiet in the city. The still silence of a great storm, which dampens spirits, drives people under soggy shelter, and into unfamiliar beds. The grand lusty silence after a great victory, when people clasp together in drunken stupors or rapturous moments of stolen bliss. A sullen silence of great loss, when the color fades from every sleeve and cheek, where only long wails and loud bells sound purchase.
Otherwise the city breathes, great full breaths, an insatiable creature full of a cacophony of sound glasses clinking, never ending foot falls of transit, murmurs and whispers, screams and exaltations, new life and last breaths.
Even a city tries sleeps, but seldom does. Having spent most of my life in the shadowed passage way between twilights, I hear yet another kind of silence, that this night the city holds its breath. So many empty pillows, lonely lovers, and upset stomachs. The great city with its bulbous top now finds itself bottom heavy. Slovenly, sick, and weighty with the drain of prestige and promise having sprinted away to wars.
Which silence will return with them?
Otherwise the city breathes, great full breaths, an insatiable creature full of a cacophony of sound glasses clinking, never ending foot falls of transit, murmurs and whispers, screams and exaltations, new life and last breaths.
Even a city tries sleeps, but seldom does. Having spent most of my life in the shadowed passage way between twilights, I hear yet another kind of silence, that this night the city holds its breath. So many empty pillows, lonely lovers, and upset stomachs. The great city with its bulbous top now finds itself bottom heavy. Slovenly, sick, and weighty with the drain of prestige and promise having sprinted away to wars.
Which silence will return with them?
Written By Alban
March 16, 2018, 12:30 a.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I fell asleep, nodded off while trying to make plans for the new information at Stormwall tonight...
I have not had a dream like that before that I can recall...
It seemed so real and yet...
I have not had a dream like that before that I can recall...
It seemed so real and yet...
Written By Alban
March 16, 2018, 12:18 a.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I am twisted and torn every time I speak to you. I thought I had left it all behind, that I would allow pain to become empty space, for love to turn to hate at how I was treated.
Now this.
I am lost again, at the worst time to be lost, uncertain.
I cannot think about this now, I have to much work to do.
But I will never like him.
Now this.
I am lost again, at the worst time to be lost, uncertain.
I cannot think about this now, I have to much work to do.
But I will never like him.
Written By Joscelin
March 16, 2018, 12:13 a.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I hate being sick.
This is ridiculous. I have shit to do.
Dammit.
This is ridiculous. I have shit to do.
Dammit.
Written By Violet
March 15, 2018, 10:56 p.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I have done what I can. I hope these journals will make it back. Who knows if it will be important for the future. I have a feeling this is going to be worse than the Silent War. I've let people know...but will it be enough? Will I be laughed at again?
Written By Terese
March 15, 2018, 10:47 p.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I must before I leave give a few words to the scholars in my journal.
Through the largesse of lord Theron and his marqueesa, Cambria of Mazetti, I have been able to obtain the rubicund longsword named Wyrmclaw. I've taken it to the priests for blessing before I go, having it cleansed by Mangata's waters and blessed by the various priests. My sword will be used to cut down the evil fiends that rise up against the Compact trying to take what isn't theirs to take. A dragon will not share its lands, it will defend! To Cambria and Theron, I thank you both for entrusting me with the blade and I'll use it well. For those looking at nobility to lead, these two are excellent examples. Should I fall in battle, may the sword be returned to the Mazetti with a dragon's thanks.
My dearest beloved brother Talwyn, may the Dragon of Sighing Hearts rise up to inspire others. While the armies are away fighting, it leaves Arx vulnerable so you'll need to be ready should the call come out for defenders. Until then, I hope you write beautiful poetry and stanzas for songs that worship and praise the gods in holy prayer. Make sure the bells ring to gather the faithful to prayer! If I fall in battle, everything that I have should go to you, you're all I have of our family. I'm -very- tempted to take the ancient warhorn of Valardin and blow it at Stormwall right as the evil Pirate King and his horde of minions arrive to let them know they've made the wrong choice today, and that death only waits for them. Cousin Edain would forgive me, wouldn't he?
The hooves of my company of templars will sound like rolling thunder, our battlecries will be thunderclaps and our lances will shatter our enemies like lightning bolts before our swords flash and clash! Our ferocity it battle will be matched with our fervent prayers and praise to the gods in the city.
When you pray for a dragon to appear, you call the vanguard of Valardin!
I ride with speed to Stormwall.
Through the largesse of lord Theron and his marqueesa, Cambria of Mazetti, I have been able to obtain the rubicund longsword named Wyrmclaw. I've taken it to the priests for blessing before I go, having it cleansed by Mangata's waters and blessed by the various priests. My sword will be used to cut down the evil fiends that rise up against the Compact trying to take what isn't theirs to take. A dragon will not share its lands, it will defend! To Cambria and Theron, I thank you both for entrusting me with the blade and I'll use it well. For those looking at nobility to lead, these two are excellent examples. Should I fall in battle, may the sword be returned to the Mazetti with a dragon's thanks.
My dearest beloved brother Talwyn, may the Dragon of Sighing Hearts rise up to inspire others. While the armies are away fighting, it leaves Arx vulnerable so you'll need to be ready should the call come out for defenders. Until then, I hope you write beautiful poetry and stanzas for songs that worship and praise the gods in holy prayer. Make sure the bells ring to gather the faithful to prayer! If I fall in battle, everything that I have should go to you, you're all I have of our family. I'm -very- tempted to take the ancient warhorn of Valardin and blow it at Stormwall right as the evil Pirate King and his horde of minions arrive to let them know they've made the wrong choice today, and that death only waits for them. Cousin Edain would forgive me, wouldn't he?
The hooves of my company of templars will sound like rolling thunder, our battlecries will be thunderclaps and our lances will shatter our enemies like lightning bolts before our swords flash and clash! Our ferocity it battle will be matched with our fervent prayers and praise to the gods in the city.
When you pray for a dragon to appear, you call the vanguard of Valardin!
I ride with speed to Stormwall.
Written By Jacque
March 15, 2018, 10:37 p.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
Here we go, Stormwall! You prayed for a dragon, you're getting a fair number!
Written By Reigna
March 15, 2018, 10:21 p.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
The time has come and it is to Stormwall I go. I have the pleasure of Lady Veronica's company with me for my first full day, and Lady Khanne and I will be travelling together for the full trip. I have said my farewells, my I'll see you agains. I have not left the city yet, and I already miss my son and my husband. But I go to do my duty. To fulfill my calling as a healer. To lend a hand and do what I was born to do. To mend. To heal. To ease suffering. I know that this is going to be unlike anything I have experienced so far.
I pray not for miracles. I pray for the strength to do what must be done. I pray for the wisdom to make the best choices. I pray that our work, our fight, our efforts aid the gods. I pray to the light and to the dream. I pray to all Thirteen.
I pray not for miracles. I pray for the strength to do what must be done. I pray for the wisdom to make the best choices. I pray that our work, our fight, our efforts aid the gods. I pray to the light and to the dream. I pray to all Thirteen.
Written By Talwyn
March 15, 2018, 9:06 p.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I had a word with a few of the merchants and nobles today on behalf of Baroness Skye Blackshore. They have agreed to help her for the time being in her pursuits toward rebuilding her home. I believe it to be a good cause.
Written By Talwyn
March 15, 2018, 8:54 p.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
I worry about my sister in the war. After mother and father died, she became the only true family that I had left. Not that the cousins aren't family, of course. But she is the only thing I have left of our parents. I told her that I would write to her every day. I'm not sure how much good that will do her in the war, or even if they will truly reach her, but if she is out there fighting I suppose a letter is the least that I can do.
Written By Lisebet
March 15, 2018, 8:47 p.m.(5/14/1008 AR)
And so we said farewell to Alban, as he sets off to battle. I really hope he comes back for many reason. He has become a mentor of sorts, like my big brother. I am sure that Ryhalt will approve. Though it does mean that he, Ryhalt that is, is not my only Hero any more.
Written By Roran
March 15, 2018, 7:14 p.m.(5/13/1008 AR)
I give it two days, and there will be cats seeking me out. Even here. I never have figured out why they love me so much. Some day perhaps I will.
Written By Valdemar
March 15, 2018, 6:29 p.m.(5/13/1008 AR)
Whatever the reason, it will be good to be on board a ship again. I've missed it, being out on the open water. There is a sense of freedom in it that is hard, maybe impossible, to match. Though I will be fighting on land against this enemy, and perhaps not where I would choose to fight, at least I know I will experience the joy of being at sea one more time.
Written By Kael
March 15, 2018, 6:05 p.m.(5/13/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aric
"While he's still too new to know any better?"
Still. It seems that you and I have come to an understanding. Take good care of things while I am away.
Still. It seems that you and I have come to an understanding. Take good care of things while I am away.
Written By Joscelin
March 15, 2018, 4:33 p.m.(5/13/1008 AR)
The epitaph is a one of my masterpieces, though I don't carve or sculpt often. It's sandstone, and not unlike carving waxes to cast from though on a much grander scale. If anyone has wondered why my fingers are rubbed raw and I've been slow to work, they know now. I carved the face of every man, woman, and child on that thing myself, and despite the name, sandstone is -not- some soft chalk-like material to work with. It's hard and gritty and it gets in everything. I managed to carve most of it in pieces, here, and shipped them with us and put them together like a giant puzzle piece, finishing the finer details at the site with more carving and carefully inlayed metals and seashells.
My apologies to everyone that had to deal with me during that time as I was not a nice person in those final weeks. My gratitude, too, to whomever kept bringing me food. I don't remember your name, but that my clothes aren't falling off me from weightloss and that's impressive after such intense creative binges. So. Thank you.
Also, Crafters, don't let me forget; those that helped are getting a bonus. Send me a message if you don't hear from me and I'll forward the writs. I'm rather bed-ridden for completely unrelated reasons, and my shop will remain closed for a little while longer.
My apologies to everyone that had to deal with me during that time as I was not a nice person in those final weeks. My gratitude, too, to whomever kept bringing me food. I don't remember your name, but that my clothes aren't falling off me from weightloss and that's impressive after such intense creative binges. So. Thank you.
Also, Crafters, don't let me forget; those that helped are getting a bonus. Send me a message if you don't hear from me and I'll forward the writs. I'm rather bed-ridden for completely unrelated reasons, and my shop will remain closed for a little while longer.
Written By Joscelin
March 15, 2018, 4:20 p.m.(5/13/1008 AR)
I concur with Samantha Bisland on that point.
I did think about releasing them all to Aureth, just to know his hair will fall out after reading my Black journals, but...
I did think about releasing them all to Aureth, just to know his hair will fall out after reading my Black journals, but...
Written By Samantha
March 15, 2018, 3:40 p.m.(5/13/1008 AR)
I hereby revoke my desire to release my Black Journals upon my death.
If I have some control over who tells my story, then let it be me.
If I have some control over who tells my story, then let it be me.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.