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Written By Fortunato

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:48 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Juliet

Sketch. A mirror hung in the high branches of a tree, and it's an especially branchy tree. Variety of branches, knotty, loose, brittle, stretched. In the main, the shape is graceful, but the sheer complexity and conflict of the branches is eyecatching in a way not altogether comfortable. The dense root system mirrors the branches. Despite the oddness of the sketch, it's lit comfortably, warmly.

Written By Dominic

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:47 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

No one told me to go out and make friends, establish connections and all sorts of things you expect a prince to be able to do. I figured that if I make myself useful I will be giving more responsibilities or maybe I make my own responsibilities. Whatever the case I have made myself more approachable for the sake of family matters. I'm still not wasting my time with dumb shit.

Written By Mason

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:45 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

I feel like I'm going mad. The more I think upon, the more I ruminate on it and the more I hear, the more frustrated I become.

Who are you. Why did you do what you did? What made me exempt? Why did I live and the others die?

What makes me so damn worth it? What did I do? Why I do live and countless others lie dead?

Answer me, damnit. I deserve an answer. For everything. Just tell me, answer one blasted question.

Why.

Written By Garza

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:44 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Anze

Redrain ain't one for titles. And that's quite alright with me. I mean, it ain't like I call them Silks anything but m'lord and m'lady anyway. Seems to me, those two words capture whatever their titles might be just fine.

That greatsword he carries is impressive. He's wanting to spar, and I'm wanting to oblige, but I ain't in top shape. Gotta do some training. Maybe I'll spar him anyway, and hope I don't get cleaved in two in the process.

Written By Dominic

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:44 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

The mill sent me the dog I asked for. Good stock; very brave but unpredictable. I got to train that out of it. We have been going through basic commands and trust test. I named the dog Mars after a story I read. I am very content with the beasts but one is not enough if I plan to help the family. They have been very patient with me but that only takes you so far and I need to start showing results.

Written By Serafine

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:28 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

If I hear another poet pouring sonnets and shite at me or within earshot, I might take up throwing daggers just to stab one in the bloody ey-

Written By Vincere

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:21 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Fortunato

While we met by chance in the Archives, I've seen enough evidence of his skill to be grateful for that. He's a talented artist, and I look forward to seeing what he does with pen and brush.

Written By Ansel

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:12 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Visited the Malvici's new Training Center on Lady Calypso's invitation along with Princess Alis and Princess Sophie. Proceeded to get knocked to the ground by the Lady General, and right after Princess Sophie gave me a favor.

At least the medics seemed to know what they were doing. I'll be bringing my armor next time.

Written By Freja

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:10 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

I saw them again. Same result, same reception from those around me.

The Spirits continue to test me and father's words still ring true in my ears as the cacophony of voices continue to clamor around - What is hidden in snow is revealed at thaw.

Written By Joscelin

Dec. 18, 2016, 9:07 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Killian

Huntress? HA! It was a -fluke-, I'm never that lucky!

Written By Dominique

Dec. 18, 2016, 9 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

I have been lay low for such a long time. I caught some sort of lingering cold from the past winter. Staying to my quarters and reading is not suiting me. I wish to feel the grass between my naked toes again.

Then again I doubt anyone noticed my absence.

Written By Killian

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:46 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Well..that was certainly interesting. Aislin drug me to the bonfire and hunt, and for reasons I will never understand I joined in on the hunt. I think I may have offended her cousin, whom I assured I would most likely come in last place when instead I drug back a ridiculously large buck. I tried to explain it was entirely a matter of pure blind luck, the woman who took down the two does spooked the buck, and it charged me...when I dove out of the way, it hit the tree and snapped its neck. I drug it back, but it's a matter of pure luck and nothing more. Still, all in all the event was certainly fun. To say that Whisper was a hit would be an understatement, she didn't seem to mind being the center of some attention.

Written By Ida

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:40 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Not often, but perhaps every once in awhile, with loss comes something to help soften the blow. Even the passing of my husband eventually led to my life in Arx, so maybe it is true more often than I give it credit for. As usual, though, I go on.

I felt the loss of Baron Eos more keenly than I think I expected. Not in some ridiculous unrequited crush sort of way, of course. I just never expected him to be gone.

I wrote before about meeting Lady Niamh Greenmarch, who I admire. More recently, I've had the fortune of meeting more of the family and, by Gloria, what wonderful people. Young, the lot of them - which I do not mean as an insult - but I find myself fond of each of them already. Ladies Neve and Eirlys are like brilliant stars, so full of life and energy. Lords Rowan and Fiachra are a bit more reserved, but also such kind and pleasant company.

Losses can not be filled, I don't think, but perhaps the gods send us something to help soften the blow a little.

Written By Gisele

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:38 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Vellichor, help me keep my eyes and ears open, my hands steady, my head raised. I am not your strongest servant, or your brightest, or your best, but my heart is yours, my will and my thoughts, all yours. What comes I will record for you and for those who follow after. May it please you, may it shed light on the darkness. By your will and your grace let mine be an open mind.

Written By Fortunato

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:37 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Eos

A sketch. Multiple sketches, bit shaky-handed. A star on a pedastal. It looks as if it were meant to be backlit by a flame, the hint of a fiery outline remains, but has been mostly scribbled out. Makes it look backed by shadow. A lion's pawprint in tilled ground with the ghostly outline of a circle around it. The parchment is further marred by other shapes, scribbled out.

Written By Sudara

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:36 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Juliet

The cousin of my friend Prospero, this young lady apparently has something of a reputation behind her. But it would be a rather short-sighted Pravus who took gossip as truth: for myself, I have found the young lady of Fidante to be nothing but amiable and persistently pleasant company. She even turns out to have something of a scholarly bent, which has proved a welcome surprise. And now, she has founded a salon, to which I have been invited. How well an ink-stained and aging widow might be received by others, I do not know. But I have hopes of at least marginally expanding my social circle within Arx.

Written By Fortunato

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:31 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Joscelin

A sketch. A bracelet lying on a soft hillock. Hillock one tuft of a beach of hillocks. The sea beyond them, a bit rough, but in that slightly frothy way that adds visual dramatic interest rather than actively threatens.

Written By Aislin

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:29 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

The Archscholar's entry grieving all the things we've lost... it reminds me it's probably time I start taking more of my notes and placing them into white journals again.

And, perhaps, to schedule the next full Society gathering, to trade what new bits of knowledge we can, to piece together more of the past to take back to the Archives.

Written By Darrow

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:28 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Relationship Note on Cassius

Knight of Solace.

Doesn't speak much.

Thus more preferable company.

Written By Darrow

Dec. 18, 2016, 8:26 p.m.(6/4/1005 AR)

Is everything a party in this city?

At least I got to hit something at this one.

-KoS

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