Written By Calista
Oct. 4, 2017, 9:38 a.m.(5/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
A man who always has to one up everyone else; Do not be fooled in thinking there isn't a competitive bone in his body! News of his wedding traveled faster than a blazing fire. Despite it all, Edain is now a married man. I wish him and his bride all the love and beauty in the world. Today you rise to face the world as two hearts, two minds, two souls. Congratulations Edain and Caelis!
Written By Ida
Oct. 4, 2017, 9:13 a.m.(5/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
Truly and sincerely, if I could have a wedding half as exciting as the Prince of Sanctum's, I might consider marrying again. But only half as exciting; more than that I'm unsure I could handle!
More seriously, though, I am beyond thrilled for my long-time patron and his lovely new bride! Prince Edain and Princess-Consort, Lady Caelis Malvici, are a pair to be reckoned with, no doubt, and I am excited as well as honored to be a part of this future they will lead us into.
More seriously, though, I am beyond thrilled for my long-time patron and his lovely new bride! Prince Edain and Princess-Consort, Lady Caelis Malvici, are a pair to be reckoned with, no doubt, and I am excited as well as honored to be a part of this future they will lead us into.
Written By Ida
Oct. 4, 2017, 8:46 a.m.(5/3/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Daemon
Any honorable fight you walk away from is a good fight and not the least bit stupid! If one doesn't die, which neither of us did by some holy grace of all the gods. We have to do that again sometime soon! When you're healed. And maybe when the odds aren't 50 to 2. Still!
Written By Fiora
Oct. 4, 2017, 1:27 a.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Caelis
Hope you love the wedding presents because there's no gift exchange.
Written By Hadrian
Oct. 4, 2017, 1:01 a.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Caelis
Who would have ever thought that a few innocent riding lessons could have blossomed into a marriage? I look back with fondness at the memory of my sending her to meet with the Prince of Sanctum to ask that he lend his considerable experience to what was, at the time, something of an apprehensive situation for my cousin.
The small things can lead into such greater moments in life. It's truly beautiful.
The small things can lead into such greater moments in life. It's truly beautiful.
Written By Calypso
Oct. 4, 2017, 12:49 a.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Caelis
I bore witness to my cousin's marriage today. Mostly. There were some obstructions to the view to be perfectly honest.
But the point is, my cousin, who I have come to lean on and who I have kept close through out our childhood and in to our adult lives, is now the Princess-Consort of House Valardin. Further more, she is marrying a man that I call friend. I could not be happier for the both of them. I know she will keep him on his toes. I know he will be her moral compass.
Neither by chance, nor by fate.
But the point is, my cousin, who I have come to lean on and who I have kept close through out our childhood and in to our adult lives, is now the Princess-Consort of House Valardin. Further more, she is marrying a man that I call friend. I could not be happier for the both of them. I know she will keep him on his toes. I know he will be her moral compass.
Neither by chance, nor by fate.
Written By Caelis
Oct. 4, 2017, 12:28 a.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
I married my dearest friend today in the wake of the fallen bodies of our enemies. Our vows were given at the foot of the Oathkeeper Hills and my words to him and his to me will bind us together strong and unwavering. So for those who didn't get to here the words I offered in those hectic moments kneeling in the field of battle, here they are.
Edain, you are my best friend. I met you being bullied by your war horse and learned to love riding at your side. As a proud Southerner, there are many things about living this far north I disliked and you found was to make them magical and fun. I don't know what moment I fell for you, perhaps it was when Sir Arugula threw you into a tree? Or watching you train your owl. I will love your family as my own, and protect your people with all the training at my arsenal. I vow to love you and ensure you continue to smile what ever the future brings. Neither by chance, nor by fate-I am yours.
Edain, you are my best friend. I met you being bullied by your war horse and learned to love riding at your side. As a proud Southerner, there are many things about living this far north I disliked and you found was to make them magical and fun. I don't know what moment I fell for you, perhaps it was when Sir Arugula threw you into a tree? Or watching you train your owl. I will love your family as my own, and protect your people with all the training at my arsenal. I vow to love you and ensure you continue to smile what ever the future brings. Neither by chance, nor by fate-I am yours.
Written By Cristoph
Oct. 4, 2017, 12:04 a.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
That was one party. Too bad I couldn't hear the vows all that well. Singing seemed good. Kael might need lessons.
Written By Daemon
Oct. 3, 2017, 11:58 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
They tell me to stay in bed. Everything hurts. Stupid mistake.
But I'm still here and those bastards at my feet aren't. I'll gladly take a month bedridden than the business end of one more blade.
Sir Daemon and Dame Ida went took 2:50 odds and survived. Remember that one.
But I'm still here and those bastards at my feet aren't. I'll gladly take a month bedridden than the business end of one more blade.
Sir Daemon and Dame Ida went took 2:50 odds and survived. Remember that one.
Written By Marius
Oct. 3, 2017, 11:44 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
I think it's unwise to discuss strategy and tactics in a white journal before the action is taken. Actually, any time.
Enemies can read, too.
Enemies can read, too.
Written By Thena
Oct. 3, 2017, 9:22 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
I bought a green dress today. I suppose it's been about a year now. And Petrae would probably be dismayed at me for being in mourning for this long anyway.
Written By Ida
Oct. 3, 2017, 6:57 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
So I went on a bit of a shopping spree for the upcoming wedding and reception of my honorable patron, His Grace, Prince Edain. I have dresses, of course, despite most often preferring to be in work clothes or armor. Nothing, however, truly befitting such an event. So a couple pieces of jewelry, a leather dress with delicate chains to almost make it look like chainmail, boots and a silk cloak to match that and...that might be it, actually. It /felt/ like a lot more shopping than that.
I can hardly wait to see this lovely pair, who seem so well suited and make each other so happy, wed! It will be nice to pass through the hamlet too, of course, and maybe visit the children if there's time. With spring in the air, a little trip will be a nice way to breath in the new season.
I can hardly wait to see this lovely pair, who seem so well suited and make each other so happy, wed! It will be nice to pass through the hamlet too, of course, and maybe visit the children if there's time. With spring in the air, a little trip will be a nice way to breath in the new season.
Written By Aksel
Oct. 3, 2017, 4:51 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
I haven't been writing in the journal much lately. Not that things haven't been going on, but because I don't know what to say about them really.
It was posed to be the other day that maybe the world is crazy. Perhaps it is. But perhaps it isn't crazy it was just hiding itself from us and is only now beginning to show itself to us fully.
Even if we are able to understand what crazy is in store for us, does it really even matter if ends up killing us all?
Spirits, what somber thoughts. I am way to sober for such gibberish.
It was posed to be the other day that maybe the world is crazy. Perhaps it is. But perhaps it isn't crazy it was just hiding itself from us and is only now beginning to show itself to us fully.
Even if we are able to understand what crazy is in store for us, does it really even matter if ends up killing us all?
Spirits, what somber thoughts. I am way to sober for such gibberish.
Written By Corban
Oct. 3, 2017, 4:28 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edain
I confess, this is the first time I have packed arms and armor to actually wear at a wedding reception. But then again, I suppose it is the Oathlands way.
I look forward to celebrating High Lord Edain and his bride, Lady Caelis, this evening.
And I look forward to celebrating High Lord Edain and his bride, Lady Caelis, when we return to Arx.
I look forward to celebrating High Lord Edain and his bride, Lady Caelis, this evening.
And I look forward to celebrating High Lord Edain and his bride, Lady Caelis, when we return to Arx.
Written By Orathy
Oct. 3, 2017, 4:18 p.m.(5/2/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
[Legible Lowers Brogue]
An iron goat that laid me out, broke me jaw damn near. Sure as the abyss made me see Lagoma's light...
Now this thing about non-lethal weapons... what this goat didn't realize is that I be fightin all me life with my fists 'n rock n' whatever a guy could grab until I got me first knife. Reckon there ain't no such thing as a non-lethal weapon... but aye, something without an edge, that I can do.
An iron goat that laid me out, broke me jaw damn near. Sure as the abyss made me see Lagoma's light...
Now this thing about non-lethal weapons... what this goat didn't realize is that I be fightin all me life with my fists 'n rock n' whatever a guy could grab until I got me first knife. Reckon there ain't no such thing as a non-lethal weapon... but aye, something without an edge, that I can do.
Written By Orathy
Oct. 3, 2017, 3:27 p.m.(5/1/1007 AR)
[Writing is effective, written in Lowers Brogue]
I goad the goats for a reason... to test myself and ask, be I able to defend my people? When more monsters pop up and try to eat the orphans, can I be their sword? The Culler's sword? Aye, I be a bit of an ass toward em goats, reckon thatta way they fight me without holdin back. They hate me as much as dem demons would. One knows one cannot hold back against blank-eyed folk or giant lizards popping out of the ground.
Reckon too, ya gotta know what sort of people be looking after your people. I ain't the lowers best, aye, no, won't be saying that, but I be pretty damn good fer having no formal training by no knight and coming up on the streets. Beat me and I have respect. Lose to me, reckon you be tested.
All said, last time I be failing me family and me boys. Watched 'em fall when Brand's army took to storming the beaches. Reckon I cannot be making the same mistake. Reckon I will challenge the best, until I be better.
Written By Mason
Oct. 3, 2017, 2:01 p.m.(5/1/1007 AR)
Soon I will be going on an expedition with a large group, but more importantly, my wife. I love her dearly or I would never have considered this trip. Should I drown on the ship traveling there, or freeze to death in the cold north, or finally fall to my death from a cliff... there are some things I need to share:
1) Thank you to everyone in Arx that has been so incredibly generous with their donations. Slavery is something that leaves a fire of anger burning within my being and knowing that so many people want to take steps to offer people freedom fills me with hope for Arvum.
2) The Grayson family has always been incredible to me. I deserved nothing yet they gave me everything. They will always have my respect and loyalty.
3) I had thought to start this soon as a more organized campaign, but as I realize just how dangerous this expedition is, I will write it here so that other Liberators may take up the cause and continue with it, should I not return. There are many people that wanted to help and looked to purchase artwork that were outbid. I offer a humble suggestion that you consider small, regular donations to the Liberators instead. ((OOC: weekly bank payments )) Even a small payment of 50 silver a week would help us to get support in place for those newly freed from chains. If everyone in the city gave even 20 silver a week, I suspect the collected donations would add up to greatness.
Good luck to all my friends and family with their own challenges and journeys ahead.
1) Thank you to everyone in Arx that has been so incredibly generous with their donations. Slavery is something that leaves a fire of anger burning within my being and knowing that so many people want to take steps to offer people freedom fills me with hope for Arvum.
2) The Grayson family has always been incredible to me. I deserved nothing yet they gave me everything. They will always have my respect and loyalty.
3) I had thought to start this soon as a more organized campaign, but as I realize just how dangerous this expedition is, I will write it here so that other Liberators may take up the cause and continue with it, should I not return. There are many people that wanted to help and looked to purchase artwork that were outbid. I offer a humble suggestion that you consider small, regular donations to the Liberators instead. ((OOC: weekly bank payments )) Even a small payment of 50 silver a week would help us to get support in place for those newly freed from chains. If everyone in the city gave even 20 silver a week, I suspect the collected donations would add up to greatness.
Good luck to all my friends and family with their own challenges and journeys ahead.
Written By Leona
Oct. 3, 2017, 8:38 a.m.(5/1/1007 AR)
Last night a burden was lifted I didn't even know I was carrying. The work before me is not insurmountable, and a plausible way forward has been made. I haven't slept as well in four years.
Written By Clover
Oct. 3, 2017, 12:23 a.m.(4/28/1007 AR)
*A sketch of a fluffy, adorable raccoon... save that its face is misshapen and horrible. The only color to this image is the beady, blood red eyes of the monster raccoon.*
Written By Orathy
Oct. 2, 2017, 11:55 p.m.(4/28/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Rey
Yer dream did not have enough romping. Please have more about rolling in the hay next time, be it then interesting.
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