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Written By Rey

Oct. 2, 2017, 11:37 p.m.(4/28/1007 AR)

I met a kind old man as big as a bear, and with a roar like one, too. He smiled at me, but I saw the pain of loss in his eyes that a smile couldn't hide, and so I took his hands in mine.

With a look, the old man took me across the world. I saw great abandoned castles, black and brooding on the horizon, and a soldier's camp deep in the snow where ice giants with beards glittering with ice waded through the cold. One of them touched the old man on the forehead and left a spot behind. He showed me a great caravan led by Solace wending its way through the landscape and then took me higher still, and we sat together on a cloud. He called me a princess, and I think I must have been one. I felt safe with him when he laughed. He offered to keep me warm, and I blushed, but I don't remember shying away...

It must have been a dream. I know I must have dreamed it.

... Didn't I?

Written By Lucita

Oct. 2, 2017, 10 p.m.(4/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Alaric

King Alaric, intelligent, kind, witty, willing to offer advice. The more I talk with him, the more I appreciate him as King. And he likes my music!

Written By Valery

Oct. 2, 2017, 9:53 p.m.(4/28/1007 AR)

I accepted to go north to help in a trip.
I'm not sure why I accepted, because they said they really needed me, I guess... But I'm already regretting it so much...
I don't like traveling, I don't want to go...

Written By Carita

Oct. 2, 2017, 9:01 p.m.(4/28/1007 AR)

For my Friend,

Although we have not spoken as much as we used to, I still am missing your letters so very much. I will resume writing to you in my journals, for I find that the stories that I was fond of telling you seem to be less childish fancy and more true these days. You know how they always say - best friends are hard to come by. Indeed, friends like you are the reason why I am still able to carry on. I never need to force myself to smile and happily talk to you, ever, for that is the ability that you have in lifting my spirit.

My friend, don't ever change. Know that when you smile, I'll smile with you; when you cry, I'll say: "who, and where are they?" Know that I am still looking for you, my dear friend. Stay amazing until we are able to meet. One day. Until then --

Hugs and Kisses,

C.

Written By Carita

Oct. 2, 2017, 3:23 p.m.(4/27/1007 AR)

Nerissa, my daughter, my sweet sea nymph and my reason for joy:

Because that someday is today, and I know that I have chosen this for you - so purposefully, to see to your safety - that you are away from me. From the Isles. From your family and home. That I return to this city without you. I promised that I would never, yet, to break my own word is inevitable. Understand, from the moment I made that choice - it was for you. For the present and future you.

Love always,

Your mother.

Written By Mae

Oct. 2, 2017, 1:16 p.m.(4/27/1007 AR)

Dear scholars,

I apologize if any of you were drunkenly harassed by my husband. I'll offer a free round at the Murder if you were!

Just don't wear your fancy robes.

<3 Mae Grayhope

Written By Lucita

Oct. 2, 2017, 11:50 a.m.(4/27/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Wash

As many times as have met, still not sure what to make of Lord Admiral Washburn Kennex when he seems to have forgotten my name, again, and it makes me a bit wary of him when that happens. Devoted to his wife and child.

Written By Eirene

Oct. 2, 2017, 10:03 a.m.(4/27/1007 AR)

Let this be my final journal if that is to be my fate.

Fuck you. Fuck me. Fuck everybody. Fuck our enemies hardest of all.

There. Succinct summary of my life.

Written By Magpie

Oct. 2, 2017, 9:12 a.m.(4/27/1007 AR)

Oh Patron my Patron;
You shine like the sun!

Making art of your kin,
is so very much fun!

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I think I'm drunk, but damn did I make a good haul this week! I may have indulged on some new luxuries for my room. Mae's probably annoyed, but one can't deny the comfort of aeterna.

GRAYHOPE FOREVER! And Cullers are okay too.
Why did I ever give so many shits about blood relations? I know who my real family is.

Written By Valerio

Oct. 2, 2017, 12:20 a.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

People often amuse me, and at the wrong times. When some eldritch creature demands you make a choice between two substances. Do not make the choice, or, pick a third option! Still, we may have made progress against a curse tonight. I'm just not sure of its cost.

Written By Shard

Oct. 2, 2017, 12:05 a.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

Whatever happens, a lot more Abandoned are going to die in the next few weeks.

Written By Arcelia

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:56 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

I am just over three months pregnant now. I haven't felt the baby move yet but my stomach has gotten to the point of visible swelling. I am at once excited and terrified.

Written By Olivia

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:56 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

Once again I'm off to deal with trouble in the forest, although this time it is... if not a larger endeavor than the last that Princess Reese led, a more dangerous one. Again she is in command, but unlike dealing with the rejuvination of soils and replanting of forests and crops, this time there is likely to be conflict with the local abandonned. I shall be well behind the lines, of course, tending to those I can, but it is still a frightening sort of thing.

Written By Arcelia

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:54 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

With the money gathered construction will begin soon.

Written By Eirlys

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:50 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

I am looking forward to getting a chance to spend time with my niece. Perhaps I can keep her for a night so that we can bond.

Written By Audric

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:42 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Calandra

This is going to be fun! Hopefully it doesn't, you know, get us all killed. Probably ten percent chance of death. I like those kind of odds! Plus, working with Calandra's always a good time.

Written By Monique

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:40 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

I have always been a collector of pictures. Never more so than lately.

Written By Calandra

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:38 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

I'm to begin working on a play at the Theater, it should be incredibly fun, with an interesting theme. I do look forward to it, hopefully we can make the preparations we need to start it soon.

Written By Orazio

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:34 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

Although I have never been one of those who pursues the art of the sword with any industry, I do occasionally work through my forms as a method of exercise, and a way to keep myself in the shape I expect my body to retain for as long as possible. I rarely have company in this, and even more rarely as pleasant company as my new instructor. I learned, I worked, and more - I felt more relaxed than I have in a while. It is nice, on occasion, to talk about nothing with someone who wants nothing from me except an exchange of puns.

Admittedly, I am not certain he /wanted/ that last, but he did start it.

Written By Donella

Oct. 1, 2017, 11:28 p.m.(4/26/1007 AR)

Darren is going North. This time, I am fortunate to be able to go with him. I dislike being dependant on interpreters, but I fear having people pantomiming at you and gradually increasing their volume, as funny as it can be, isn't really making a good showing of it if you intend earnesty. So I am writing a phrasebook, may Vellichor forgive me. I have hired a tutor, so I have someone to ask, "How do you say, "My eyes are up here?"" There is precious little in the way of pronunciation to be gleaned from writings in the library—words are my life, and important to me... this should be easier. But my tongue must be misshapen, that I can't make it curl around the sounds for, "Thank you for your hospitality, but please get your dog off my leg," or, "Are elk supposed to smell that way?" Syntax and grammar are only ever practice. I build vocabulary as I can. But are there words compelling enough to stammer through to convey the substance of what I have to say. There is no interpretive dance I can use to tell someone that they are being cruelly deceived and betrayed, and that I want to help them. No amount of shouting, not even the correct syllables will make someone believe me, if they don't wish to. I pray that at least my intent may be read in my eyes, if it cannot be found on my lips.

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