Written By Lydia
Aug. 15, 2017, 10:02 a.m.(1/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Valery
Valery tells me she may open a shop of her own. Remedies mostly, it seems. I think she has such promise as a perfumer, I hope she doesn't neglect that side of the business. I must pay a visit on opening day, if I can.
Written By Lydia
Aug. 15, 2017, 9:51 a.m.(1/10/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Edward
I saw Edward today. I remember flirting with him from time to time at the Golden Hart. Those days seem like a lifetime ago.
Written By Corban
Aug. 15, 2017, 9:41 a.m.(1/10/1007 AR)
One thing you learn in Arx is that what being a professional -- even exemplary -- solider in the Oathlands is being merely run-of-the-mine in the Capital. I may be one of the strongest blades in the Telmarch, but routinely find myself humbled in Arx, in training and in the Grand Melee. I suppose that is an opportunity to grow, to be humble, and to improve one's craft. But it is an adjustment nonetheless.
Written By Agnarr
Aug. 15, 2017, 2:49 a.m.(1/10/1007 AR)
Any competition's got risk.
Think the joust was the worst of it. Heard Tristan rode in leathers - good way to get your head or chest stoved in if you fuck up.
Course, no one can ride as well as the man, so he gets away with it.
Think the joust was the worst of it. Heard Tristan rode in leathers - good way to get your head or chest stoved in if you fuck up.
Course, no one can ride as well as the man, so he gets away with it.
Written By Thena
Aug. 14, 2017, 9:59 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Luca
It was not my choice to be there as a field medic. It was my duty. Do not assume that we are there because we can't wait to haul your asses back from the brink.
Don't assume that of me, anyway. I heal because I can't not heal.
Don't assume that of me, anyway. I heal because I can't not heal.
Written By Magpie
Aug. 14, 2017, 9:09 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
I was gifted some hair dye as a post-wedding present. Then I got drunk and maybe had some ... other recreations... one thing led to another.
Now I have red hair.
I may or may not have dyed Mae's hair red as well.
Now I have red hair.
I may or may not have dyed Mae's hair red as well.
Written By Luca
Aug. 14, 2017, 8 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
Fighting to the last bit of consciousness doesn't mean fighting to your death. Not when there's a horde of medics ready and willing to give aid.
I've fought that hard over and over again in these melees and no one's ever made a peep about me trying to kill myself.
The ones fighting in that melee last night were every bit as good as I am and every bit as dedicated to holding the line.
A few new scars are worth the joy of challenge.
It may not be your way, but it's mine and those like me.
If we fought to _actual_ death, then you could compare us to our pointy-eared friends.
I've fought that hard over and over again in these melees and no one's ever made a peep about me trying to kill myself.
The ones fighting in that melee last night were every bit as good as I am and every bit as dedicated to holding the line.
A few new scars are worth the joy of challenge.
It may not be your way, but it's mine and those like me.
If we fought to _actual_ death, then you could compare us to our pointy-eared friends.
Written By Lou
Aug. 14, 2017, 7:52 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
I could not find a good time to meet up with Calaudrin for archery lessons as I had hoped, however I was fortunate that Leola Allenatore was available to give me additional lessons. We spent some time this afternoon going over the finer points of the crossbow and practicing. I'm certain Luca will be relieved that I managed to catch some additional training before our patrol tonight.
Or, perhaps, I should say that Luca's back end will be glad for it. Unless, of course, the arrows go awry again tonight should we encounter trouble.
Or, perhaps, I should say that Luca's back end will be glad for it. Unless, of course, the arrows go awry again tonight should we encounter trouble.
Written By Tarrant
Aug. 14, 2017, 5:31 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Having heard of the grand spectacle of the melee that brought the Tournament of Roses to a close, I can now reflect in full on the past week.
I have ever favored the joust, for although the melee is apt training for battle and well displays the prowess at arms, the warrior's resolve, and the shifting whims and vicissitudes of fortune, I was taught that it us skill with steed and lance which most defines a knight. In other lands, I am told other talents are most desired, yet for the Oathlands, it is the mounted tilt which is conjured to mind the purity of a chivalric contest.
And such a contest it was! Having crossed the continent to face the finest opponents in all the Compact, an unheralded knight of little distinction might be forgiven a measure of trepidation at a field replete with high nobles, King's Own and Templars. I must give due praise to the Lady whose inspiration and favor steadied my spirit: my Lady Charlaine Blanchard, I am in your debt.
To all who jousted, I give thanks, for no phantoms of imagination could have exceeded the grandeur of a Crown Tournament, beheld for the first time. To my opponents, I thank you for the courtesy of your utmost efforts, and to Master Tristan, I give thanks for providing me a mark toward which to continue striving.
Whether the next call is to the lists, or to the battlefield, I am eager to spend my valor for Crown, for Prince, and for Compact.
I have ever favored the joust, for although the melee is apt training for battle and well displays the prowess at arms, the warrior's resolve, and the shifting whims and vicissitudes of fortune, I was taught that it us skill with steed and lance which most defines a knight. In other lands, I am told other talents are most desired, yet for the Oathlands, it is the mounted tilt which is conjured to mind the purity of a chivalric contest.
And such a contest it was! Having crossed the continent to face the finest opponents in all the Compact, an unheralded knight of little distinction might be forgiven a measure of trepidation at a field replete with high nobles, King's Own and Templars. I must give due praise to the Lady whose inspiration and favor steadied my spirit: my Lady Charlaine Blanchard, I am in your debt.
To all who jousted, I give thanks, for no phantoms of imagination could have exceeded the grandeur of a Crown Tournament, beheld for the first time. To my opponents, I thank you for the courtesy of your utmost efforts, and to Master Tristan, I give thanks for providing me a mark toward which to continue striving.
Whether the next call is to the lists, or to the battlefield, I am eager to spend my valor for Crown, for Prince, and for Compact.
Written By Tessa
Aug. 14, 2017, 4:39 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Darling Fans,
I, Tessa Moore, get to eat dinner with THE KING.
I don't know what to wear. I don't know who to bring as my date.
If you are handsome, or beautiful, polite and have complimentary coloring to my own please contact me at the Sleepless Knight in for an interview to be my arm candy for the evening.
Parties who will be jealous when I gush over our stunningly handsome King need not apply.
Those who bring gifts to their interviews will be given preferential treatment.
Off to find sea silk!
Lady Tessa Moore
I, Tessa Moore, get to eat dinner with THE KING.
I don't know what to wear. I don't know who to bring as my date.
If you are handsome, or beautiful, polite and have complimentary coloring to my own please contact me at the Sleepless Knight in for an interview to be my arm candy for the evening.
Parties who will be jealous when I gush over our stunningly handsome King need not apply.
Those who bring gifts to their interviews will be given preferential treatment.
Off to find sea silk!
Lady Tessa Moore
Written By Leta
Aug. 14, 2017, 3:18 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
I've heard folk say there was talk of yielding in the tournament and why it's bad and why it's not. It don't rightly know what to think of this matter but I will try to write down my thoughts, seeing as I was at the tournament and got to the end of it before Prince Talen put me down.
Some mightier folk have responsibilities and such, and if they're fighting for honor or sport maybe it's a waste to risk their lives on it. But I can't judge a woman for what she thinks is worth it and what she doesn't, seeing as I have risked my life and killed folk for wine money and silk money and to cover my fingers in rings, and that's a lot less than a King's boon by my account.
Some mightier folk have responsibilities and such, and if they're fighting for honor or sport maybe it's a waste to risk their lives on it. But I can't judge a woman for what she thinks is worth it and what she doesn't, seeing as I have risked my life and killed folk for wine money and silk money and to cover my fingers in rings, and that's a lot less than a King's boon by my account.
Written By Nicia
Aug. 14, 2017, 2:43 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
I went to the Tournament of Roses, the melee battle. It was not at all what I was expecting, and I honestly do not know if I would attend one again. I think that I'm ill-suited to such events.
There were some very spectacular moments, but there was one that filled me with a sense of dread and anxiety, and I am not ashamed to admit my ill-suitedness for that activity in the future. Lessons learned, yes?
There were some very spectacular moments, but there was one that filled me with a sense of dread and anxiety, and I am not ashamed to admit my ill-suitedness for that activity in the future. Lessons learned, yes?
Written By Valery
Aug. 14, 2017, 2:34 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
I just heard that Boots won the contest and there are going to be plushies of him made. He'll be thrilled.
Maybe I should get him a tiny armor made, and ask for the plushies to have it too.
It'd be funny...
Maybe I should get him a tiny armor made, and ask for the plushies to have it too.
It'd be funny...
Written By Edain
Aug. 14, 2017, 1:12 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Aureth
There is never any dishonor in yielding the field when it is clear an opponent has best you, or that fate has conspired against you and you shall not win the day. None.
There is also no dishonor in choosing to fight with your utmost to the very last, regardless of being outmatched, if that is how you feel you best honor your Faith, your family, those you carry the favor of, or even yourself.
There is no one that can speak the will of the Queen of Endings and Beginnings with more authority than you. But that does not mean none of the gods would find their hearts moved by such perseverance.
There is no reason to shame those that chose to fight to their last in the Tournament of Roses with you your tongue firmly in your cheek. Just as there is no cause for any of them to say they are braver than those that showed the respect to yield. All competitors were brilliant and and honored themselves, the King, and Limerance in my eyes, for whatever that might be worth.
There is also no dishonor in choosing to fight with your utmost to the very last, regardless of being outmatched, if that is how you feel you best honor your Faith, your family, those you carry the favor of, or even yourself.
There is no one that can speak the will of the Queen of Endings and Beginnings with more authority than you. But that does not mean none of the gods would find their hearts moved by such perseverance.
There is no reason to shame those that chose to fight to their last in the Tournament of Roses with you your tongue firmly in your cheek. Just as there is no cause for any of them to say they are braver than those that showed the respect to yield. All competitors were brilliant and and honored themselves, the King, and Limerance in my eyes, for whatever that might be worth.
Written By Denica
Aug. 14, 2017, 12:47 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Christine
"Although I'm usually looking for books more than places..."
( Books like butterflies fly across the entry, pages ruffled. )
( Books like butterflies fly across the entry, pages ruffled. )
Written By Denica
Aug. 14, 2017, 12:44 p.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Antonio
"Infuriating -is- interesting."
( The drowsing little graphite fox at the lower part of the page has woken and is sitting up, ears perked. )
( The drowsing little graphite fox at the lower part of the page has woken and is sitting up, ears perked. )
Written By Denica
Aug. 14, 2017, 11:40 a.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Melee.
(It's a storm of competing images, and if it were heard it would be a cacophony. Various combatants are rendered in harsh and overly shaded charcoal, fighting against one another. No, it's not the tournament. It's a battlefield. They wield shards of broken glass - or mirror - as weapons. Everyone has empty eyes, except for the Mercies that are healing the fallen.)
(It's a storm of competing images, and if it were heard it would be a cacophony. Various combatants are rendered in harsh and overly shaded charcoal, fighting against one another. No, it's not the tournament. It's a battlefield. They wield shards of broken glass - or mirror - as weapons. Everyone has empty eyes, except for the Mercies that are healing the fallen.)
Written By Blacktongue
Aug. 14, 2017, 11:39 a.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
The sword strutted about the field, regaled in ostentatious drab,
They managed to go unscathed so long, nary a jab nor stab.
But when they found their choice was the same as all on the field,
They complained when the sword was turned, and only whining could they yield.
A fine array and a daring display,
while the steel of so many did sing.
And while some are keen to play the prey,
Others have naught a hand to wring.
They managed to go unscathed so long, nary a jab nor stab.
But when they found their choice was the same as all on the field,
They complained when the sword was turned, and only whining could they yield.
A fine array and a daring display,
while the steel of so many did sing.
And while some are keen to play the prey,
Others have naught a hand to wring.
Written By Denica
Aug. 14, 2017, 11:29 a.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Masques.
( The page is filled with a dreamy assortment of masks in watercolor. A colorful candle flicker of a flaming mask. A chilled and sparkling mask of frost that drips icicles. A mask of stars and galaxies. A grinning skull with a smiling raven. A mask of pale flowers with a scatter of windblown white petals kissed with spring green that hits the edge of the journal page and continues on to decorate the borders of the next. )
( The page is filled with a dreamy assortment of masks in watercolor. A colorful candle flicker of a flaming mask. A chilled and sparkling mask of frost that drips icicles. A mask of stars and galaxies. A grinning skull with a smiling raven. A mask of pale flowers with a scatter of windblown white petals kissed with spring green that hits the edge of the journal page and continues on to decorate the borders of the next. )
Written By Calarian
Aug. 14, 2017, 11:28 a.m.(1/9/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
You fought valiantly and made the whole House proud, cousin.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.