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Written By Atherton

Jan. 2, 2018, 3:04 a.m.(11/19/1007 AR)

A long talk with a Templar. She told me there is no personal power of the gods here. I'm not so sure. Working on manners. Progress. Search for smith continues.

Written By Audric

Jan. 2, 2018, 3:01 a.m.(11/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Eleyna

I wouldn't be too hard on the man, Archduchess. After all, maybe he was hearing someone of a mind with me, and you know firsthand how if I get the slightest bit bored of a conversational topic, no matter how terribly serious the matter is, I am entirely willing and fantastically capable of slowly turning the entire conversation into the setup for several lewd jokes. I'm a terrible example of nobility, really. All joke and no seriousness ever.

Written By Agnarr

Jan. 2, 2018, 1:46 a.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Nierzen

Salon's for fancier folk to relax and piss away some time, not to plan a war.

Written By Caspian

Jan. 2, 2018, 1:37 a.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

I am a man seeking many things. Seeking love, seeking purpose, seeking wealth, seeking glory. Right now though, most of all, I am seeking a patron to help me get the equipment I need and someone who knows how to put my skills to use in the defense of The Mourning Isles. My lack of knowledge of the nobility and people of note of this city hurt me in both regards. But, my social circle slowly grows, I suppose it is a matter of time before I find all I am looking for.

Written By Samael

Jan. 2, 2018, 1:32 a.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

I have completed a week volunteering at the Shrine of the Thirteenth with the Silent Reflections. It was a very informative sojourn. I couldn't read any of them. Not a one was open to me. It must be so isolating, their lot. So, no, it was not informative in a human study way. It was a philosophical journey. It really makes you think about the responsibility of the Scholars. What a sacred commitment. This isn't an oath to take lightly. Then again, no oath should be.

Written By Caelis

Jan. 2, 2018, 1:32 a.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

There was true ice in my veins tonight. A coward try to take family from me. His agents are dead or detained as is he. No one is taking more family from me. Not another aunt, uncle, cousin, brother, or sister. My blade is ever ready, so are the others. All who were wounded should live. I cannot say the same for the traitors who interrupted dinner. They deserve a traitor's death.

Neither by chance, nor by fate.

Written By Eleyna

Jan. 2, 2018, 1:05 a.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Nierzen

Have you ever once considered that there is a reason that you aren't privy to the discussions of plans and the potential philosophical musings that result? Have you considered seeking out the people that are having those conversations and offering a few constructive opinions rather than sitting about, eavesdropping and hoping that you get invited to the big kids' table?

No, I imagine not. It's so much easier to simply snark from the sidelines than offer anything worthwhile. I'm sure your clever commentary will go far to defeating the 'pirate king' and making better then plight of both nobles and commoners alike.

Written By Merek

Jan. 2, 2018, 12:37 a.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Mae

I met a new Disciple, and I think that she is quite intelligent about the Faith from what I can tell. I might come to the shrines more to meet interesting people while doing my prayers.

Written By Amarantha

Jan. 1, 2018, 11:04 p.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Carita

The sand is bone, shell, and rust!
I lay in the cradle of this expanse,
humming a dirge for each mortal
wave--arriving like hoofbeats and
thunder to depart with laconic airs.

She sings, she sings,
and the world sleeps.

(A tiny note is scrawled in the corner of this poem, reading "Note to self: Thank lady Carita for the inspiration.")

Written By Carita

Jan. 1, 2018, 10:15 p.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

My strength is fading fast
(Said the war-lord to his men.)
I shall never sail the seas
Like a conqueror again,

But while yet a drop remains
Of the life-blood in my veins
Raise, oh, raise me from my bed,
Put the crown upon my head,

Put my good sword in my hand,
And so lead me to the strand,
Where my ship at anchor rides
Steadily;

If I cannot end my life
In the crimsoned battle-strife
Let me die as I have lived,
On the sea.

Written By Alarissa

Jan. 1, 2018, 7:55 p.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Sparte

We'll probably give you a barony, put you to work and tell you to work harder.

Written By Corban

Jan. 1, 2018, 5:25 p.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

It appears that others have spoken very well of me this past fortnight. I believe I well know who was responsible for organizing that spontaneous outburst of appreciation, and she is far-too-kind to me.

But truly, I am absolutely flattered to know I have so many friends who think so highly of me. I hold each of you in my esteem, and pledge to my continued support, as much as I can provide it. A knight serves, and I am pleased to have so many for whom my past dedication of time and effort was of benefit.

Written By Sparte

Jan. 1, 2018, 5 p.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

I made up my mind and did it. I can't sail, I can barely fish. I don't get sea sick, but I've never heard the call of the ocean. I don't even like rum.

I am not regretting the choice, but I'm nervous. If I survive the coming dangers, what will they make of me once they get to know me?

Written By Lou

Jan. 1, 2018, 4:44 p.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

Willen shows up at Grayson Manor today, wanting to know what he should be working on. Apparently, Aislin had told him to come find me if something ever happened to her. I'm glad for his company, even if it is mostly companionable silence as we work together in the Society Archives, making certain things are kept neat and organized.

Written By Gwenna

Jan. 1, 2018, 2:38 p.m.(11/18/1007 AR)

I think I need to visit the market and purchase a book that I can write in. I doubt I'm the only one who, as a child, started a list of Things I Want To Do When I Grow Up. Even as we supposedly grow up, that list likely continues to grow, if perhaps change a little. I feel like there are a hundred things I must have collected on that list, some of which I have trouble always remembering. A book, though, would help me collect all those thoughts, whims, and things. Is it childish to want to write or etch something as simple as, "Gwenna's Things," on the cover of it? Maybe I should think of something more inspired.

Written By Carita

Jan. 1, 2018, 1:06 p.m.(11/17/1007 AR)

The waters and the wilds have
always remembered, and in them
you will always be home.


Become what your blood demands,
pick up the crown not made of gold
and stand ready to take the throne.

Written By Ann

Jan. 1, 2018, 12:48 p.m.(11/17/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Galen

Dashing sea-nephew.

Written By Marian

Jan. 1, 2018, 12:18 p.m.(11/17/1007 AR)

War comes to the Compact again. Now is the time to put aside petty differences. Even with those houses that so differ from your own. Divided we will fall so together we must stand.

Written By Marian

Jan. 1, 2018, 12:18 p.m.(11/17/1007 AR)

War comes to the Compact again. Now is the time to put aside petty differences. Even with those houses that so differ from your own. Divided we will fall so together we must stand.

Written By Edward

Jan. 1, 2018, 11:09 a.m.(11/17/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Astraea

I may have one the first round but I am certain you will win the next.

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