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Written By Victus

Nov. 2, 2017, 8:04 a.m.(7/6/1007 AR)

Today's the day.

Are you ready? I know I am.

Written By Luca

Nov. 2, 2017, 6:13 a.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Reese

Hi ho, hi ho, its off to trouble we go.

Written By Luca

Nov. 2, 2017, 5:58 a.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aleksei

Oh the things I do for those I care about. Agreeing to get out of bed and everything! Next I'll start being social again or something crazy.

Written By Enyo

Nov. 2, 2017, 4:11 a.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Day 3

I've purchased a new sword to replace the one that I damaged on my way to the city. I suppose that it was bound to happen considering how long I'd had that blade, but a part of me is still sad. It was my first sword, and had been with me through so much, but that is the way of things sometimes. Isn't it?

I've met several new people as well, interesting ones. Perhaps I will run into them again sometime, I'm sure that despite the size of the city I probably will. Maybe.

Written By Sergei

Nov. 2, 2017, 3:53 a.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Saya

I like my version of events better, somehow. I saved you from yourself, lazy people don't do that. I mean, I'm basically a hero.

Written By Saya

Nov. 2, 2017, 2:55 a.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Sergei

No, you did not. I gave it to you.

Also, I was wrong. Too lazy to be a fox. Foxes are frantic as well as charming.

Written By Delilah

Nov. 2, 2017, 1 a.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

It might just be in my head at this point, but it is terribly cold. The tranquility I once thought of is no such thing - Rather, it's an eerie silence. Only occasionally interrupted by the harsh sounds of footsteps, everything feels like it might just be an illusion. On the surface, it's as I say. A shrine dedicated to a god whose name I will not speak of, respectfully, as I do not wish for his eyes to watch me. Men and women of higher knowledge tending to the grounds. But these men and women no longer have their dominant hand, nor do they have their tongue. They serve the Thirteenth, the dark god of reflection. They are the Silent Reflections, oathbreakers who shall do as their name implies.

To walk amongst the Silent Reflections for a week was a difficult challenge, both physically and mentally. Perhaps the lack of voice has worn me out, or I'm not as tough as I'd like to say I am -- regardless, it has certainly drained me of my usual composure. Stepping inside here feels as if I've been removed from the world in the most uneasy way possible. The passage of time is slower, and my thoughts echo with a bizarre sense of clarity. Perhaps the time spent here has taken a toll on me -- It might all just be in my head.

Written By Sergei

Nov. 2, 2017, 12:01 a.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Saya

A fox in human skin?

Honey, I took that smoke off you just in time.

Written By Sergei

Nov. 2, 2017, midnight(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Magpie

'No worries, here have this sword'? Well, never figured 'ask and you shall receive' was a thing; maybe it's just a matter of asking the right people.

Seems like a good kid, and out to make a difference for people, or prodigals at least. I'm not going to turn my nose up at it. Though I might be making a habit of getting drinks at the Murder more often.

Written By Lianne

Nov. 1, 2017, 11:57 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Mae

There will always be secrets. There will always be information hidden. Even the Scholars of Vellichor recognize this by keeping our black journals, by maintaining special archives not accessible to the public.

There will always be lies as the truth is an objective thing, often cold and hard and challenging.

The veil will never be entirely lifted. We hold onto it too tightly.

Written By Magpie

Nov. 1, 2017, 11:06 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Haven't written to you in a while, journal. I've been busy. Imagine that!

Everyone in the city is fighting, as usual. I'm just going to tell you about my week.
I got some bad news about my father. That was shitty and maybe after I'm dead and my BJs are intermingled with the Whites, that will make more sense. I'm sure it will.

However, even though I had that bad news, I'm okay. I mean, sure, I wanted to hug a pillow and cry in a corner but I needed to man up because there are people counting on me. That's right, because Magpie Fucking Grayhope is the Deputy Minister of Refugee and Prodigal Affairs!

So if any refugees or prodigals are reading this? The DMoRPA's got your back, you just send Magpie a message and he'll make things right.

I also made some new friends and they're pretty amazing, I'm not gonna lie. I can't tell you who they are, Whitey, but they're great. (Again, one of those things that'll will all fall together after I'm dead, but for the love of the gods, please don't use that as an excuse to kill me, I'm having an up week. At least wait til my next down week.)

And for my last parting vagueness, if you break into someone's private property and take up resident in their room, and then they get predictably ANGRY at you? That's not a temper tantrum. That's called being angry because you BROKE INTO THEIR CABIN. Be glad you weren't thrown in the harbor. I hear there are sharks. My new prodigal friend mentioned them.

Written By Edward

Nov. 1, 2017, 10:27 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Saya

Ask Dame Leola and she can introduce you to animals who are people.

Written By Mydas

Nov. 1, 2017, 9:31 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Morrighan

So that'll be what the next chapter will be about. Good to know.

Written By Morrighan

Nov. 1, 2017, 9:27 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Mydas

I don't know what you're talking about.

Written By Mydas

Nov. 1, 2017, 9:25 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Laric

Dame Morrighan's book is rather straightforward, and covers the basics.

Her next edition will hopefully go into further details about more advanced topics. Such as, how it may not be the best of ideas to advertise to the Master of Questions your expertise in starting fires.

Morrighan, I sincerely hope you're reading this.

Written By Tessa

Nov. 1, 2017, 9:15 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Death and loss is sad.
I do not like it

The fire of joy provides warmth when needed
But it also burns if held too close
And burns out if neglected

Feed joy, remember its warmth on the cold nights.

Written By Morrighan

Nov. 1, 2017, 8:58 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Laric

I think I need to gift you an edited version of the book I got for Mydas.

Written By Leona

Nov. 1, 2017, 8:39 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Laric

Next up will be "You're not the boss of me!" And then maybe sticking your tongue out? I say again, sir - ARE YOU TWELVE?

(I'm sure it wasn't but seriously I can't even leave you and Alaric alone for TWO MINUTES I SWEAR.)

Written By Armand

Nov. 1, 2017, 8:33 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

I didn't pay much attention to the white journals of others until curiosity took me and I started reading some of them.

If I ever have a down day? This is my cure.

Written By Laric

Nov. 1, 2017, 8:14 p.m.(7/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Leona

In the wise words of our God of freedom, Skald: "I do what I want."

(Which is generally not 'setting myself on fire', thank you, and absolutely not what happened.)

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