Written By Lou
Aug. 1, 2017, 10:39 a.m.(12/11/1006 AR)
To the person who insists to everyone else that I be called Princess, in spite of my wishes to be just called Lou, and is going around correcting people and insisting otherwise against my wishes -- //My name is Lou!// That's what I want to be called. It shouldn't insult //you// that's what I've asked other people to call me. It's not about you. Stop getting offended. It's not yours to get offended about. There's a time and place for titles, and if I've told someone they can address me informally, well, that's my decision. Not yours. If you want to discuss the situation, you come to me. Don't reprimand them.
To my family, please don't let me find out that any of you are going around doing this. I might find a snake to put in someone's bed. Or, something worse I find from the woods. Don't make me do this.
Seriously angry,
Lou
To my family, please don't let me find out that any of you are going around doing this. I might find a snake to put in someone's bed. Or, something worse I find from the woods. Don't make me do this.
Seriously angry,
Lou
Written By Reese
Aug. 1, 2017, 6:25 a.m.(12/10/1006 AR)
My husband, Prince Nimble, is a champion out of legends. To go undefeated in the duel tournament against fighters like us, well that is wonderous.
Reese
Reese
Written By Reese
Aug. 1, 2017, 6:21 a.m.(12/10/1006 AR)
I didn't do very well in the joust as those watching might be aware of. Not very well, is really an understatement. I went dramatically flying at the first pass and lost complete control of poor Peaches. That won't keep me from competing in the final joust tournament, if I am able. I might make the final eight event though by default as there was only eight of us. I believe that Gloria likes to see warriors who are defeated get back up and keep going. I think she likes to see warriors compete in contests that are not in their strongest area of expertise. In short, I think there is honor in me competing again, if I qualify.
I think that my cheeks were very pink, but luckily Princess Sophie was there to tend to my strained ankle and my even more deeply bruised pride. It should be noted that Mercies can help with injuries beyond those of the body.
I do have to say that High Lord Edain, Master Tristain and Lord Gawain are amazing jousters. This gives me joy as it is them on their horses who will be helping to defend Compact if needed.
Princess Reese
I think that my cheeks were very pink, but luckily Princess Sophie was there to tend to my strained ankle and my even more deeply bruised pride. It should be noted that Mercies can help with injuries beyond those of the body.
I do have to say that High Lord Edain, Master Tristain and Lord Gawain are amazing jousters. This gives me joy as it is them on their horses who will be helping to defend Compact if needed.
Princess Reese
Written By Reese
Aug. 1, 2017, 6:12 a.m.(12/10/1006 AR)
I did well in the Iron Guard Contests.
I placed third in the duel. I would have liked to place higher of course, but placing third among that level of fighters was quite good. I have been reading the journals about these contests and I agree that real war and battle are different. Every single warrior in that duel contest is a great warrior. There was a good amount of skill and some luck. Just because I beat someone that night, doesn't mean I would the next. I would be proud to fight besides any of of those warriors in battle.
Princess Reese
I placed third in the duel. I would have liked to place higher of course, but placing third among that level of fighters was quite good. I have been reading the journals about these contests and I agree that real war and battle are different. Every single warrior in that duel contest is a great warrior. There was a good amount of skill and some luck. Just because I beat someone that night, doesn't mean I would the next. I would be proud to fight besides any of of those warriors in battle.
Princess Reese
Written By Alexis
Aug. 1, 2017, 5:45 a.m.(12/10/1006 AR)
The final event of the Iron Pentathlon was the dueling tourney, which had all participants facing off, one by one, garnering points for every opponent defeated. I am pleased to report of the ones I faced (as some, due to time restraints, had to concede - a shame, as I was looking forward to testing myself), only goodman Agnarr of the Northlands and Prince Luca Grayson were able to get points from me.
I also admit I found myself surprised holding the second place, with the undefeated Prince Luca in first place, and Princesss Reese Grayson taking the third.
Some journals have been written about the contest - that it is nothing like true combat (true), and that it is a measure of your allies and the arms of the people who will stand side by side with you. Which is also true.
I was impressed by the displays of combat prowess I witnessed. And by the unflinching steadfastness people showed in going up against their foes. It shows good promise, I hope, for if we ever do stand shoulder to shoulder facing down an outside foe.
Gloria, I think, smiled upon Baron Whitehawk's efforts, and upon the participants that day.
I also admit I found myself surprised holding the second place, with the undefeated Prince Luca in first place, and Princesss Reese Grayson taking the third.
Some journals have been written about the contest - that it is nothing like true combat (true), and that it is a measure of your allies and the arms of the people who will stand side by side with you. Which is also true.
I was impressed by the displays of combat prowess I witnessed. And by the unflinching steadfastness people showed in going up against their foes. It shows good promise, I hope, for if we ever do stand shoulder to shoulder facing down an outside foe.
Gloria, I think, smiled upon Baron Whitehawk's efforts, and upon the participants that day.
Written By Mirari
Aug. 1, 2017, 2:10 a.m.(12/10/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Mailys
Tactical Sized Mirari has worked me to the brink of exhaustion! But... this should be fun.
Written By Tikva
July 31, 2017, 11:48 p.m.(12/10/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Eleyna
Met Princess Eleyna Velenosa very briefly at the event the other day and discussed projectile weaponry and angular momentum ... Her dress was just killer! Next time I run into her I've got to try and compare notes.
I mean it's easy to be distracted from fashion with all the leaping and stabbing and rolling in the sand going on at a dueling tourney. . .
I mean it's easy to be distracted from fashion with all the leaping and stabbing and rolling in the sand going on at a dueling tourney. . .
Written By Esoka
July 31, 2017, 10:59 p.m.(12/10/1006 AR)
I had the honor of jousting against Edain Valardin today! I've worked to improve as a cavalry warrior since I gained my knighthood, but I'm still better afoot than on a horse. Still, I think I fared well in the first pass, and feel no shame at being unhorsed. The Prince of Sanctum rides with all the skill and knightly comportment one would expect, and it was a thrill to take the field in such a fashion. I look forward to the rest of the Tournament of Roses.
Written By Monique
July 31, 2017, 10:48 p.m.(12/10/1006 AR)
The wood trade is so hard to get into, but I'm determined not to let this one slip away. I'm going to really grasp the opportunity and milk it for all it's worth.
Written By Merek
July 31, 2017, 6:10 p.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ailith
I met the Palace Seraph, and she seems to be very nice, if quite busy. I hope that she does well with officiating the wedding, I'm sure she will do wonderful!
Written By Margot
July 31, 2017, 6:01 p.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
To my infant daughter;
You have a name you just don't know it yet, you need to be a bit bigger before I give it to you. Already you're growing into it though, it seems you know how to make a fist. You know how to be loud. You know how to kick.
When you are older I have no doubt you will see me as old fashioned, for cleaving to 'old ways' and ideas. I imagine you will want to run amuck and show you are just as able as your future brothers will be. And I want you to know that I never doubted that, even now, while you are small and frail and they are not yet born. I have always believed you can be a little tempest, crashing against our shores if that is what you wish to be.
I hope though that you also have it in yourself to understand that it is easier to be undone than it is to be contained. It is easier to be impulsive than it is to be deliberate. I hope, as you grow you learn not to throw things to get your way, but rather to make your way manifest. I hope you learn that a whisper in the right ear can move more mountains than a scream can. I want for you to choose when you are the storm, and when you are the calm sea, not be pushed into those roles by the actions of others.
I want you to respect yourself enough to be the one who defines who you are.
You have a name you just don't know it yet, you need to be a bit bigger before I give it to you. Already you're growing into it though, it seems you know how to make a fist. You know how to be loud. You know how to kick.
When you are older I have no doubt you will see me as old fashioned, for cleaving to 'old ways' and ideas. I imagine you will want to run amuck and show you are just as able as your future brothers will be. And I want you to know that I never doubted that, even now, while you are small and frail and they are not yet born. I have always believed you can be a little tempest, crashing against our shores if that is what you wish to be.
I hope though that you also have it in yourself to understand that it is easier to be undone than it is to be contained. It is easier to be impulsive than it is to be deliberate. I hope, as you grow you learn not to throw things to get your way, but rather to make your way manifest. I hope you learn that a whisper in the right ear can move more mountains than a scream can. I want for you to choose when you are the storm, and when you are the calm sea, not be pushed into those roles by the actions of others.
I want you to respect yourself enough to be the one who defines who you are.
Written By Eirene
July 31, 2017, 5:55 p.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
Apparently spiders can write in fancier fucking cursive than I can. Who the hell knew.
In other words, must have the maids dust my damned room more.
I DON'T CARE IF THEY'RE AFRAID OF MY SKULL COLLECTION. You can put that in all block letters, scribe. Go ahead.
In other words, must have the maids dust my damned room more.
I DON'T CARE IF THEY'RE AFRAID OF MY SKULL COLLECTION. You can put that in all block letters, scribe. Go ahead.
Written By Silas
July 31, 2017, 4:39 p.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
In my first Melee, Prince Fergus was my first opponent. And my only opponent.
I spent all of it trying to get past that damned armor of his and not doing a damn thing. It felt like it lasted a few hours, just trading blows and neither of us really harming one another and getting REALLY tired trying to do so, until I eventually tired out and he pummeled me into a pulp. Then Princess Alis beat him because I tired him out while he was chasing after me. Good times!
It's important to remember that just about every great fighter has had their share of tough losses and wounded pride -- you pick yourself up and keep at it. Unless you're Prince Luca, apparently. I hate that guy.
(Not really.)
I spent all of it trying to get past that damned armor of his and not doing a damn thing. It felt like it lasted a few hours, just trading blows and neither of us really harming one another and getting REALLY tired trying to do so, until I eventually tired out and he pummeled me into a pulp. Then Princess Alis beat him because I tired him out while he was chasing after me. Good times!
It's important to remember that just about every great fighter has had their share of tough losses and wounded pride -- you pick yourself up and keep at it. Unless you're Prince Luca, apparently. I hate that guy.
(Not really.)
Written By Shard
July 31, 2017, 3:20 p.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
I've seen plenty of practice bouts, real battles, and duels, both fake and genuine. I don't think I've ever seen a marathon quite like last night's competition. It was informative, even if I woke up this morning stiff from sitting in one spot that damned long. Dare I say enjoyable? I think I do.
Written By Reigna
July 31, 2017, 2:22 p.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
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I am shaking and I think I might faint, but I cannot. I will not. I have to get home. I have to go home right now. Well. Maybe... i do not know. Maybe this is something I should wait on. But how can I?
Thank you, black journal, you are always there to take in my tremulous thoughts when I cannot form them.
I have to go home. I have to tell my love.
I have the most incredible husband in the whole of the world. I might not be able to say this in my white journal*, but I can confide it here. I love Kael to distraction. I never thought I could be this happy. I never dreamed that my life would be so changed. Coming to Arx has been the biggest blessing I have ever received. I praise all of the gods each and every morning, and again before I sleep. I have friends, real, true friends and everything ** everything is so perfect and why can I not stop crying?! Oh. Right. I need to go home. Yes. I am going home now.
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*OOC: Reigna totally thinks she's writing this in her black journal
** There are clear droplets of dried moisture on the page, as if spattered with tears
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I am shaking and I think I might faint, but I cannot. I will not. I have to get home. I have to go home right now. Well. Maybe... i do not know. Maybe this is something I should wait on. But how can I?
Thank you, black journal, you are always there to take in my tremulous thoughts when I cannot form them.
I have to go home. I have to tell my love.
I have the most incredible husband in the whole of the world. I might not be able to say this in my white journal*, but I can confide it here. I love Kael to distraction. I never thought I could be this happy. I never dreamed that my life would be so changed. Coming to Arx has been the biggest blessing I have ever received. I praise all of the gods each and every morning, and again before I sleep. I have friends, real, true friends and everything ** everything is so perfect and why can I not stop crying?! Oh. Right. I need to go home. Yes. I am going home now.
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*OOC: Reigna totally thinks she's writing this in her black journal
** There are clear droplets of dried moisture on the page, as if spattered with tears
Written By Denica
July 31, 2017, 2:08 p.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
(A sketch of the Shrine of Mangata from a certain angle, at a certain point of day. Every shadow hides a stylized wave, a grasping hand or the clean shape of a gull's wing.)
It's the heaviest breaker that thunders ashore, turbulence that smooths the sand clean. Only a salt kiss remains of the drowned arm that reaches from the ebbing current, the bloat - the humid scent of the bodies of men that remain. The ocean doesn't - never has, never will - care. The energies form, the waves tremble fish to hooks and sink ships with equal indifference. We are the ones that step up to rolling seas, allow the saltwater to drift toward our feet. We cast ours prayers like nets.
We muse, we ponder, we implore -- take us back, tender Mother.
We cling, we hold. Your castaways. We fear, we love, we repent. The briny spray dries upon our cheeks like tears, but we never cry. Perhaps we ought.
We wait before we retreat into silence.
It's the heaviest breaker that thunders ashore, turbulence that smooths the sand clean. Only a salt kiss remains of the drowned arm that reaches from the ebbing current, the bloat - the humid scent of the bodies of men that remain. The ocean doesn't - never has, never will - care. The energies form, the waves tremble fish to hooks and sink ships with equal indifference. We are the ones that step up to rolling seas, allow the saltwater to drift toward our feet. We cast ours prayers like nets.
We muse, we ponder, we implore -- take us back, tender Mother.
We cling, we hold. Your castaways. We fear, we love, we repent. The briny spray dries upon our cheeks like tears, but we never cry. Perhaps we ought.
We wait before we retreat into silence.
Written By Clover
July 31, 2017, 1:37 p.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Shae
*A wobbly sketch of a slender woman, standing tall with her golden hair dramatically blown back. Her spine is straight, and she holds a bow with perfect form. One arm drawn back to make a triangle. The arrow knocked and just ready to fly.*
Written By Fortunato
July 31, 2017, 11:50 a.m.(12/9/1006 AR)
Clearly I should participate in more duels to improve everyone's self regard and good humor.
Written By Freja
July 31, 2017, 9:48 a.m.(12/8/1006 AR)
North again, back to my snows.
Brothers are wed and there is some relative calm now, allowing a lull in which I can visit Farhaven again.
The best part? The quiet.
Brothers are wed and there is some relative calm now, allowing a lull in which I can visit Farhaven again.
The best part? The quiet.
Written By Aiden
July 31, 2017, 8:54 a.m.(12/8/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
Congratulations my love, what a wonderful series of events you've hosted and survived hosting. We will all look forward to the next one and of course the day to celebrate this one. I'm proud of you.
Please note that the scholars may take some time preparing your journal for others to read.