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Written By Edward

Aug. 20, 2017, 8:32 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Dominic

There is something almost petty and desperate in your death. Something reaching out to extinguish someone great because they could not stand your existence.

We shall each other again. But not yet.

Written By Harmon

Aug. 20, 2017, 2:09 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Growing sick of dragons. Consumptive, hateful beasts. Too powerful. Are there benevolent powerful beings? Benevolent because of intersecting desires? Happy accident. Power can't be trusted, but necessary. Reason why the second sword was built.

Written By Clover

Aug. 20, 2017, 1:06 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Denica

*A sketch of a darked woman; her clothing and hair is splattered with might be mud or perhaps paint it's hard to tell in charcoal. Her fingers are dirty as well, but she's got a bright smile upon her face. She's bent over what appears to be a sketch pad of her own, working on some piece of art.*

Written By Clover

Aug. 20, 2017, 1:03 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Corban

*A sketch of light haired man; dressed in telmar styled clothing. He's got a sword out but it's held somewhat loosely. His smile is bright and unconcerned looking.*

Written By Clover

Aug. 20, 2017, 1 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Asger

*A shakey sketch of a tall men in black jerkin with a row of shiny, shiny buttons down it. He's got a small scowl on his face; and in one hand he has what appears to be a bottle of some sort of alcohol.*

Written By Aiden

Aug. 20, 2017, 12:40 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Dominic

Goodbye Prince Dominic. You gave me a chance, taught me of Thraxian ways on deck...
I will honor you, with every ship sailed.

Tears in Our Wake, Never At Our Wake.

Written By Denica

Aug. 20, 2017, 12:30 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

We thank the gods that be -

That we do not shed tears.

Written By Victus

Aug. 20, 2017, 12:14 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Dominic

You gave me orders not to die. I should've given you the same, you giant fucker. Not fucking likely anyone will fill the hole you're leaving here.

The flags of the Isles Canines will fly alongside the Thrax banner's. I'll show them what you built, cousin. It was something to be proud of, no more and no less.

Tears in our wake, never at our wake.

Written By Fatima

Aug. 20, 2017, 12:02 a.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Dominic

Uncle Dominic, I loved you and I looked up to you. I could say so much more but...I am sure you'd laugh in my face for doing so.

Tears in Our Wake, Never At Our Wake....

Written By Aiden

Aug. 19, 2017, 11:49 p.m.(1/20/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Dominic

You named me Officer General... of the Isles Canines.

But I wasn't there when you needed it... I hadn't known you had gone out!

My deepest regrets comes from the loss of those I could do nothing to prevent...

This is why I have to keep fighting Prince Dominic, so we can prevent the tragic ends such as yours.

Written By Cambria

Aug. 19, 2017, 9:46 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

So it goes with life that there are stretches of time where it seems as though nothing is really happening, and then, all at once, many things occur. As is likely known by a good deal of people within Arx by now, I have married the former Duke of Southport, Hadrian Malvici. He stands beside me now as Marquis and Voice of House Mazetti. The wedding itself was a private affair, though it is our intention to host a celebration at a later date. I have written thanks to all those who offered me such warm congratulations, but it would be remiss of me not to make special mention of Father Orazio, who oversaw our ceremony, and Master Merek Black, who so kindly paid us a visit at the Manor to congratulate Hadrian and I in person, and offer us a gift. The insightful conversation that followed was an added bonus.

Yet there was also the terrible disaster in the harbor, affecting so many families of the Mourning Isles. And, because we are all connected in some way or another, the rest of the Compact as well. The monetary loss is, I am sure, devastating to economists. The loss of life, however, is incalculable. Of the many journals I have read thus far on the matter, it does my heart good to see those that are more positive and forward thinking than those that are negative or back-biting. Nor can I forget the strange event that occurred in the Shrine of Mangata. I know that the Highlord of Thrax was there for a certainty, but I believe there were others in attendance as well. The important thing is that, from all I have heard, no one died in that peculiar attack, and can only assume the Prince of the Mourning Isles is in recovery.

Here's to hoping that people both within and without the capital continue to come together in the face of adversity.

Written By Turo

Aug. 19, 2017, 7:39 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

I have finally been able to collect my thoughts since I was present at the incident at the shrine when it occurred.

To err is human, to forgive is divine.

I have personally witnessed the mistake of human's hubris. If there is going to be any success, learning humility and asking for forgiveness is the first step.

I already know what I am, and I know that I don't like it all much. The evidence of that was made physical upon a gift from my grandfather and again in the shrine.

Knowing what I have to do seems easy. Achieving it will be the hard part. Such are things when your eyes are uncovered.

Written By Eirlys

Aug. 19, 2017, 7:26 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

Helped with a patrol the other night and we ended up having to fight some people that we had hoped just to be able to talk to. Some are dead, some left. There were cats that were tainted that had to be put down. I may not be as good with animals as some in the group were but the loss is still there. I hate that we have yet to find a way to pull the taint out of an animal or person.

We did what we had to do but it never makes it easier.

Written By Calarian

Aug. 19, 2017, 7:12 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

Never, ever judge a bird by its size. The smallest birds fly faster and it is always hard to catch fast things, I have learned throughout my life.

Written By Tessa

Aug. 19, 2017, 6:56 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

Darling readers,

Thanks to the amazing generosity of Princess Tikva Grayson (one of my adoring fans!), I have shoes to go with my most perfect dress. And perhaps even more importantly, I have selected a date for the event (don't cry other applicants, there will be other events!). His eyes match my dress!

Everything is utterly perfect.

Oh yes.

And now onto other things. Planning, planning, more planning for future and further events!

Most Splendiferously,
Lady Tessa Moore of Highfield

Written By Denica

Aug. 19, 2017, 5:21 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Korka

Well, that didn't work out very well at all. My sincerest apologies.

Written By Alis

Aug. 19, 2017, 4:30 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Alexis

It was far too long since the last time were were able to sit down and speak together about whatever came to mind. I am so glad you reached out to invite me over, as I have been so busy of late. You are a good friend, and it will not be as long between visits next time. (I am sorry in advance for subjecting you to the dining room if you visit the Manor during the winter).

Written By Alis

Aug. 19, 2017, 4:27 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

The Northernlude held by Princess Marian and Lady Khanne was quite fun! There were so many Northlands themed items, from blankets and drinks, to mugs for drinking with. Alas, I did not get to go ice skating. I mean, I wanted to... but stubborn family is stubborn. I was able to have some of the excellent whiskey available sent back to the Manor for Fia, at least. And, after much hot cider, Prince Fergus thoughtfully shoved snow down the back of my dress to make sure I would stay alert.

Thank you, Princess Freja, for allowing me the opportunity to get back at him!

Written By Shae

Aug. 19, 2017, 4:02 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

Our patrol of the Grey forest for Princess Reese was successful in the way that we did come across more tainted animals. Six adult Lynxes, with a band of 15 Abandon that was traveling with the cats. Called themselves the Lynx Tribe. Sadly they were not interested in talking, and we had to deal with them. Though some of them we let go, after they were questioned by Shard and others in the group. Fiachra and I had no choice but to kill the cats, they were highly tainted and with no means to cure it or even an idea on how too, it was the best option.

The loss of life saddens me, as it doesn't have to be. And those beasts didn't ask to be tainted like that. It was done to them, and that is not right. And who or whom ever is doing it must be stopped. And I wish we didn't have to have killed some of Abandon tribe either, but that too was unavoidable. They were a danger, I... I could feel it, or knew it...

Or my knee... It's weird... it only started up after my injury healed. But since then it hurts, throbs, aches, itches at times when... ehh, it's probably nothing, just my mind making things up, over what is likely just coincidences. And my blood pumping in the heat of the moment.

Written By Regla

Aug. 19, 2017, 1:10 p.m.(1/19/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Calarian

Very fancy talker, and sometimes I think I only understand about half of what he says. He listens though, very well, and that is probably better than I could ask for.

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