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Written By Thena

Oct. 14, 2017, 2:57 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aiden

Don't start with me on butchery and slaughter.

Written By Monique

Oct. 14, 2017, 2:53 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

The Spring Soiree is tonight! I am abuzz with excitement!

The Fun:
Musical chairs, you could win the chance to have our most illustrious and gracious Monarch, King Alaric, paint your portrait!
Lawn bowling, you could win a custom and exclusive perfume and cologne!
The Battle of the Sexes, you have the chance to win a fabulous trophy and an even MORE fabulous and exclusive figurine crafted by Master Magpie Grayhope!

Finally, of course, the grand prize, the draw for the Dragonweep ring!

I'm MOST curious over which sex will win the Battle, though, if I'm honest. Heavily suspect it will be the women, of course...

Written By Calaudrin

Oct. 14, 2017, 2:48 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Rymarr

You really know how to make my heart blossom.

Written By Aiden

Oct. 14, 2017, 2:35 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Thena

There are hunts and then there is butchery and slaughter.

If someone wishes to go on a real hunt, I would be eager to show the world I can do as much.

Written By Aiden

Oct. 14, 2017, 2:28 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

A hunt of a falcon between a pheasant is one thing. The pheasant has equal opportunity to escape and to avoid the falcon, if it has learned enough and is smart enough to evade. It is a one on one contest between the two birds. Seven out of ten times, the hunt for the falcon does not succeed.

It is like the hunt between a wolf pack and a group of deer. They will pick out the weak one because it is no longer favored by Petrichor. One must die, but the rest of the animals have a chance to flee

In this instance, the birds had no choice. Death behind them, death in front of them, death if they flew.

It is my personal belief that this is not how Petrichor would want a hunt or us to honor a hunt. If he wants men to hunt, then let us hunt upon the earth, stalking through the forests, not... lined up and ready to take aim at anything so panicked by the snarl of snapping jaws they throw themselves into the air...

But then, the rest of you didn't hear their panicked cries as they had no choice but to die.

Written By Thena

Oct. 14, 2017, 2:20 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aiden

You might want to avoid events called 'hunts' in the future.

Written By Carita

Oct. 14, 2017, 12:43 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

I've been thinking lately of the social cost versus the benefit of knighting -- well. Enough of that. I can't always be clear in my entries, can I?

Someone might be reading this.

Written By Rymarr

Oct. 14, 2017, 12:30 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Calaudrin

I think your hair looks best however you choose to wear it. It's your body. Rock it.

Written By Carita

Oct. 14, 2017, 12:29 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Nerissa, my little snow pea, my spring flower of a daughter:

I have been reading the messages from Demi, and I realize that I am going to miss some of your most tender - and frustrating moments as you toddle around like a adorably tiny tyrant. She tells me that you are beginning to gain independence, and that you favorite phrase is: "No! I do it." I hope that you will work through challenges with a quiet determination. I know that this is foolish thinking, because you are every inch our daughter - you will have outbursts of temper - frequently. I hope that develops into a verve to both admire and envy, that you become a fierce advocate to somehow make the world a kinder, more just place.

Love always,
Your Mother.

Written By Calaudrin

Oct. 14, 2017, 12:23 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Rymarr

Right, that dress. Sure, do you think my hair looks better up or down?

Written By Rymarr

Oct. 14, 2017, 12:12 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Calaudrin

Yes. Only if you wear the green dress though. You know the one.

Written By Calaudrin

Oct. 14, 2017, 12:08 p.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Rymarr

Are you trying to invite me out on a date?

Written By Jhond

Oct. 14, 2017, 11:59 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

its amazing how quickly things are changing.. talk that would have had you shackled and dragged away a year ago is now common place.

Written By Rymarr

Oct. 14, 2017, 11:30 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Calaudrin

Have you visited the menagerie lately? I hear the menagerie is excellent this time of year. If you haven't visited the menagerie, you should definitely visit the menagerie. The menagerie is a wonderful place where all your wildest dreams can come true. At the menagerie. Such a nice menagerie.

Menagerie.

Written By Jhond

Oct. 14, 2017, 10:50 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

Nothing like the threat of another marching army of enemies to get folks interested in self preservation.

Written By Calaudrin

Oct. 14, 2017, 10:06 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

It's been awhile since someone came sweeping into the white journals to shake their finger at everyone.

Written By Aiden

Oct. 14, 2017, 9:25 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

I understand that people like to brag what they did and boast about it. Though, shouldn't you worry about those agents of our enemies reading every word that you've been writing? They know where one group of first children are at now, they know who has found weapons as plainly as any scholar who reads the journals and as any gossip can listen to the rumors. Guard your knowledge more carefully and you may hold onto it longer!

As for those with weapons, we've discovered one thing: They may end up corrupting you if you use them. I suggest you use caution if you've an ancient artifact.

I will now lament about not being there to find the griffin. That's been my life's work these last six months, trying to locate them... now I'm unsure of what to do or what my purpose is. Maybe I'll go wander into the mountains...

Written By Denica

Oct. 14, 2017, 9:12 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

The ship has set sail without me, I'm at shore, waiting to see if it will return. How long do I wait? The ship returns, and yet I cannot board, everything is in limbo and I'm unable to figure out what comes next. When will the boarding begin? Locked in sight of this one ship, how many have I missed? Have I missed the last boat, and now I must wait along the shore forever? I look along the shore and there are indeed more, a veritable fleet of suitable ships. I'll need to board one to reach my destination, and if a new ship accepts me as a passenger before the first, than I'm afraid that I will not continue to wait on shore for a boat that has yet to show any indication of an interest in setting sail. I'm not made for the shore, my destiny lies beyond the horizon. I need only a sturdy ship to get me there.

I'm starting to think my nautical metaphors need work. Such a disgraceful display.

Written By Denica

Oct. 14, 2017, 8:57 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

I still love meditating before the statue of Mangata on the beach. This miracle of craftsmanship is such a beautiful blend of art and architecture. I have dabbled a bit in sculpting, perhaps I should dive into it once more.

*The rest of the entry is a series of waves and birds in a stylized rendition of an ocean shore*

Written By Joslyn

Oct. 14, 2017, 8:23 a.m.(5/24/1007 AR)

It's the first battle I've experienced in some months, and to my memory, it all went well. Of course this all flies in the face of the fact that I woke up in a medical cot with the worst headache of my life, and I'm pretty sure my ribs are broken. I don't remember anything after a second enemy came, large and angry, I approached the whole thing like a game. It's all fun. Fighting is fun, right?

How do I really let this lesson sink in? What did I do wrong? I can't remember if I misstepped, or even how well I did (I was assured that I did a rather nasty number of blows before he took me down. Hope they fucking hurt). No fear, no realization that all was lost, that I was about to die. I don't have any of that. Just a haze of emotion and darkness, and than hours... Days later? Gods how long was it? I woke, in agony. All that I had could have been lost in an instant. An instant that I cannot recall, a moment that to me never was. That is death, and it's far easier to cross over than I realized. Next time I hear something that big approach, I'm running and getting an army.

To Lord Silas, Lord Kaldur and Lady Olivia, I cannot recall what you did for me, but I'm certain I owe you all my life. I'm forever in all your debts.

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