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Written By Talen

Aug. 24, 2017, 10:58 a.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Orazio

Both the best and worst dealer I know, I think. A shame his commodity is Faith. Our holy Pantheon is in good hands, however, through the Legate.

When they say 'this tea's lit', don't get any false ideas.

Can confirm, tea is not good "lit".

Written By Eirene

Aug. 24, 2017, 10:26 a.m.(2/1/1007 AR)

I think I need a name for my Scientific Faith Research Squad. SFRS. Suffers. There we go. We have certainly suffered a few times when shit goes askew. And askew it will go because we are making this up as we go thanks to history eating scumbags.

Written By Valery

Aug. 24, 2017, 8:20 a.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

The garden is almost ready.
Now, just to wait for spring to see how it becomes.
And it still needs some furniture...

Written By Edward

Aug. 24, 2017, 7:52 a.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Harald

The Duke really does host a fantastic dinner. Many courses of delicious fare topped with a wonderful dessert. And the variety of alcohols available. I recommend anyone who wants to really get a sense of Thrax cuisine attend a Grimhall feast.

Written By Regla

Aug. 24, 2017, 6:33 a.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

Once, I thought the worst thing that I had to fight with in my life was being allowed to carry a sword, to fight....to sail. I never thought that I might miss those days, when things felt more simple. In reality, would I actually reverse time and return to that? No. Of course I wouldn't. But I don't think that changes the fact that there was certainly something far more easy then.

Now I have to worry about things sinking ships, elfwars, angry mages....it sounds straight out of a children's adventure story. But this is the reality, it seems. I do not think that I am fully prepared for what is coming, I'm not even sure I know how to be, either.

Written By Rosalyn

Aug. 24, 2017, 4:50 a.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

Today I finally arrived in Arx. That quite a journey!

All the stories I've heard of the Fountain of Triumph do not do it justice. Although not as large or ornate as I had expected, it sits in the heart of the city. All who pass through must acknowledge its presence, and a good many travelers pause to slake their thirst here. How poetic.

Soon I'll seek out a guide to show me the sights, get in touch with my family, and finally meet with the Redrains and the Blackwoods. But for now my feet hurt. Instead, I'll search for a soft pillow and a stiff drink, and hope that I don't get it backwards.

So much to do, and I have yet to begin.

Written By Talen

Aug. 24, 2017, 4:15 a.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Orazio

Not sure what he's on but I want some.

Get in touch if you can help.

Written By Lena

Aug. 24, 2017, 1:17 a.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

Garza told me stories of the Siege at the Murder last night. He spoke of the Valorous Few and their struggles outside the walls of Arx and amidst the Bringer armies. It sounded horrific...and like splendid material to use in my next piece. Like clay soon to become pottery.

Written By Tessa

Aug. 23, 2017, 11:27 p.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

Loving Public!

I must apologize for being absent from the archive of late. I was on an adventure! Assisting in the rescue of two puppies and a young boy (and meeting some devilishly handsome Shadowood young men in the process!). During the course of this adventure I not only 1. saw through peoples lights, 2. noticed traps, 3. failed to notice traps, 4. road a horse, 5. solved problems without violence and 6. was wounded in the line of duty.

While the whole event required me to be without the comforts of city life for a few days, it was definitely not boring and so a bit of dirt and discomfort can be over looked.

I will be for the next few days, resting my wounded ankle, and so, should any of you wish to keep me company I shall be happy to have company.

Only a few days before dinner with the King!

The Most Splendiferous One
And Now Lady Hero
Lady Tessa Moore of Highfield
Voice of House Moore
Rescuer of Puppies

Written By Joscelin

Aug. 23, 2017, 10:24 p.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Oliver

I've recently returned from Guild business that took me outside the city, accompanied by the insufferable Messere Oliver Coldrain.

The weather was shit but we managed alright. The business at the mines was wrapped up in less than a day and the trouble with the trading company was a simple misunderstanding. Small victories, yes? I'll take it.

In other information, despite the fact that Messere Coldrain snores like shattered ceramics on flagstones, he was a fairly invaluable resource during all this. The man knows his numbers and his booze and through both of these skills obtained both wealth and contracts for the Guild. His reputation thus far holds true, his knowledge of trade-law competent, and his observations, again, priceless.

He's still a discomfort to the backside, however. A massive one.

Written By Merek

Aug. 23, 2017, 9:15 p.m.(1/28/1007 AR)

An interesting organization with interesting goals. They seem to be quite charitable and wish to see much done for Arx and the people within and without. That said they speak of benefits from charitable endeavors, which is how it seems to self-support to an extent. I believe them to be quite a truly noble organization with an ideal which is great.

Written By Korka

Aug. 23, 2017, 6:44 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

I have bought several dresses.

Adriel, since you'll probably read this before I actually see you, I don't want to hear it. Not. One. Word.

I also bought a new dagger.

Written By Edain

Aug. 23, 2017, 5:02 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

Dear Marquessa and Marquis Deepwood,

Herald Steve has said he would be happy to read Marquessa Samantha's letters to the little one. I can send him over directly,

Sincerely,
Edain Valardin

P.S. Please humor him if he gives your manor staff long formal titles so he can announce them.

Written By Rymarr

Aug. 23, 2017, 4:42 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Samantha

Wife,

It can't read.

Sincerely,
Husband

Written By Samantha

Aug. 23, 2017, 4:30 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

Little one,

While I have every confidence that you will be quite possibly the most beautiful infant to have ever been born, I'm quite cross with you for preventing me from being able to assist the Crown in an important and necessary task. To that end, I would very much appreciate it if in turn you opt to not be too difficult about it when the time comes to vacate your current residence.

Love,
Your Mama

Written By Calarian

Aug. 23, 2017, 4:26 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

I am not a prince who favors dialogue in White Journals. Personal conversation (as opposed to missives) is the best way to speak to someone, a way to speak to them and show your true thoughts on the matter, as well as read the other person's emotions and thoughts on the matter - thus managing to have a feedback of information which is without par. However, I do consider it important that I address a few matters following the Grayson Military Meeting, which would be impossible to handle in person due to the crowded quorum we received that day.

First of all, I have deep appreciation for the thoughts and debates of everyone who participated in it, at least from what I saw while I was there -- which mostly was focused on the topic of the Grayson expedition to the Grey Forest. I am content that the idea behind the expedition was understood, and I believe that the emphasis the speakers put on certain themes will pressure us positively to keep them in mind. That is good.

Second, thank you to those who have openly voiced their approval for the expedition and those who have offered their help. With time, we will announce each and every one of them, but the amount of missives offering for help has been overwhelming and I have just gotten to the point where I have answered all of them, for now. It is my hope that those who want to help will be able to help in a way.

Third, I reinstante my interest for making sure that we reach an agreement with the Shav'Arvani. This is not a military procedure but an entirely diplomatic one -- and while I cannot make promises, because I cannot predict the future, I assure the reader of this document that it will be the concept in my mind for the duration of the planning, execution and evaluation of it.

Finally, I want to reflect on a matter which was brought to me: failure. Failure is being unable to meet one's expectations -- that is my definition of it. I do not enjoy failing, thus why I try to plan everything accordingly and make sure that my plans are easily moldable to changing circumstances. Expectations too must be set in a moldable way. My expectations for this mission are not to convert the Shav'Arvani to the Compact nor to return with an alliance. My expectations for this mission are to take advantage of a possibility and try our best to see how it turns out -- to try our bests at helping others know the situation which we have managed to unveil which now threatens our realm again and investigate if there is any way we may negotiate common grounds. Thus, if we convince no one, we have not failed. We tried our best and returned with nothing. With that information, we can make a new plan, and we can say that we tried this avenue in the past-- at least. Or in the best case scenario we return with a new ally, an ally which might help us face the threats to come.

Written By Orazio

Aug. 23, 2017, 2:09 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

To the Faithful Reader:

Today I threw dumplings at a cat and was bitten by a small weasel. This was, I am shamed to admit, the high point of my day thus far. Be kind to your cats and your weasels, children of the Faith, for they have sharp teeth and can find out where you sleep.

Written By Merek

Aug. 23, 2017, 1:59 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aiden

But I will admit, I was in the wrong, and this is all my fault, as usual. I wish I could do better.

Written By Merek

Aug. 23, 2017, 1:57 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aiden

You might hate me, but I can't change my views on certain things. Believe what you will. I apologize for having said it in the manner I did in public. That said my sincerest apologies to you and your family. Aside from that though, I am sad that we will likely never be friends again. Perhaps the divide of social class is much more than I thought when I came to the city. I just don't understand certain ways of thinking. I don't understand land politics, or any of that. Sorry.

Written By Monique

Aug. 23, 2017, 1:53 p.m.(1/27/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Corban

Risked his life to save mine. He is every inch the brave Telmar Commander.

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